You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

Qing Mang sat on the wooden chair, quietly waiting for Lu Yanmu to answer the call.

Somewhat unexpectedly, Lu Yanmu, who had always answered the phone quickly, seemed a bit long at this time.

When he was connected, he almost hung up automatically.

After it was connected, there was no sound at all. If she didn't know the connection, she thought it was a problem.

Although Lu Yanmu might not speak every time after he was connected, he felt that the atmosphere was a bit wrong.

At this time, Lu Yanmu was so quiet that it was a little disturbing.

"Did I bother you?" Qing Mang pondered for a while, and asked cautiously.

Could it be that Lu Yanmu is in a bad mood? Across the phone, you can feel the air pressure over there too low.

Lu Yanmu slowed down for a while, his voice was as cold as a clear spring, and he said, "No."

Qing Mang was inexplicably cold by these chilling words. How did it feel that Lu Yanmu was too cold?

Qing Mang was silent for a while, and thought about it and said: "Um...Is there something that bothers you? Is it because the work is not going well?"

Apart from these things, she really couldn't think of what was going on and who could make Lu Yanmu angry.

According to his words, he never gets angry with meaningless people, but whenever he is upset, he will be dealt with directly, and he will never be wronged.

The most important thing is that in Huacheng, basically no one dares to provoke Lu Yanmu.

At this time, Lu Yanmu, who was in the Suyuan Garden, exuded endless chills. The original study room was already like an ice cellar, and it was frighteningly cold.

Lu Yanmu leaned back in the chair with a gloomy and cold expression. He kept staring at the photo in his hand, and the study was terribly quiet.

I don't know how long it took, the bell tore through the quiet and terrible atmosphere.

Looking down, when he saw Qingmang's remarks, the cold light at the bottom of his eyes gradually dissipated, and even the chill on his face disappeared a lot.

Lu Yanmu quietly watched the phone vibrating. For some reason, he didn't mean to answer, leaving it to vibrate and flicker on the desktop.

When did the three words of Gu Qingmang, like an irresistible piece of sunlight, shone into the darkest part of his heart regardless.

But now, is there no way to take it in?

Is he too selfish, regardless of whether he wants to detain her by his side, or is he really doing it for her, so as to avoid her being implicated in the future?

This point, now he is beginning to confuse.

He once desperately wanted to conceal the dusty things, will he slowly surface with Ye Jian's appearance.

Is it really unavoidable?

He suddenly lost the courage to face Qingmang, and wanted to slow down, at least not now.

Who could have imagined that Lu Yanmu, who had never changed before Taishan collapse, would be afraid one day.

Because there is someone who cares in my heart, I am more afraid of losing than ever.

Feelings are the thing that fetters people the most. Once you get stuck, you can no longer control yourself, you can only let your heart sink a little bit.

Perhaps nothing is worth mentioning in the face of feelings.

After a while, just when the call was about to hang up automatically, like a ghost, he answered the call again.

After slowing down, he suddenly realized that he didn't know what to say, so he could only be silent.

Perhaps in the subconscious mind, Qing Mang would be the one who saved him.