You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

Strange to say, she couldn't understand anyone who taught math, only Lu Yanmu could.

Hmm... This is probably the legendary destiny.

With Lu Yanmu's hand-in-hand teaching during the two days of the weekend, it seemed that it was passing very fast, and it was almost time for Qingmang to wait for the holiday just now, and she still had two days left.

Qing Mang stuffed a book into his schoolbag, and stared at the man in front of the desk motionlessly. It seemed that there were life coins in front of her, which would disappear in the blink of an eye.

Obviously, it only takes a minute or two to pack things up, and she dragged it for nearly fifteen minutes.

Taking into account the things accumulated in his hands, these two days have been teaching in the study, but they have thoroughly experienced the feelings of the president.

Occasionally Song Yuan came in to report to her work, and she was by her side. She knew nothing about the things they said, and it turned out that this kind of thing was the job of the president.

After tidying up, he sat on the sofa opposite him and stared at him unscrupulously with his cheeks in his hands.

It was Lu Yanmu who wanted to ignore this gaze, but it was too hot for someone.

Finally raised his gaze from the documents on the table, looked at the girl, and said coldly, "If you are not willing to go to school, you can go to school at home."

As soon as he said this, Qing Mang immediately retracted his gaze, picked up his schoolbag with one hand, and said solemnly, "Excuse me, I'm leaving now."

Although she is nostalgic for male sex, her career is obviously more important. What's more, she has stayed one more night, and she has to rush back to class in the morning.

After she finishes the exam this time, she will come back to spoil him.

Lu Yanmu looked at her with deep eyes. Although the girl was nostalgic, she walked without hesitation.

His girl seems to be growing up. Is it a good thing or a bad thing?

...

Qingmang, who was devoting all his attention to the exam, obviously didn't think so much, so Song Yuan sent her back to school directly.

The same is to let her down some distance from the campus, and then walk into the school.

When I entered the school gate, it happened that I met Xiao Wei who hadn't seen him for a long time.

Seeing her walking in from the outside, Xiao Wei first looked back, then took her arm very affectionately, and leaned closer and whispered in her ear, "Did Mr. Lu bring you here?"

Qing Mang pretended not to know anything, and nodded at her, "Well, Lu Yanmu went to work and sent me here on the way. He said not to send it, he has to send it..."

With a helpless look, she swept Xiao Wei a few times without any trace when she spoke. Seeing the expression on her face became a little ugly, she suddenly felt a little happy.

Xiao Wei let go of her hand, her tone became a little more subtle, "Oh, isn't it? Mr. Lu is so busy, you won't be considerate of him."

"Well... I said, but it's not easy to refuse too much. You know his character, who dares to disobey him." Qing Mang lowered his head, and his long hair covered all his emotions.

"Hey, you don't know. When I went back, he almost followed me. I secretly told you, don't tell others." Qing Mang glanced around, with a guilty conscience.

Xiao Wei saw that something major had happened, and a glimmer of gloat flashed under her eyes, and asked in a concerned tone: "What's the matter, I will definitely not tell others."

"Um..." Qing Mang pretended to be thinking, gritted her teeth and stomped her feet, and leaned close to her ear, "I slept in Lu Yanmu's bedroom both nights..."