You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

When Qing Mang returned to Suyuan, what he saw was Lu Yanmu leaning on the sofa coldly, with his hands wrapped around his chest, a slightly gloomy face.

Quietly glanced at the time hanging on the wall, um, ten ten.

After ten minutes, Lu Yanmu seemed a little unhappy.

Well, this man does not seem to be an ordinary arrogant.

Qing Mang lost a small face, walked over to him, and sat down in love with him. He stretched out his little hand and gently pulled the corner of his clothes, then whispered: "Who makes you unhappy?"

Lu Yanmu just glared at her coldly, did not speak, his expression remained the same.

Hmm... seems to be really angry?

The corner of the shirt was changed to holding his big palm, and placed it in the palm, softly and softly speaking: "There was a traffic jam on my way back. It was delayed for a while, so I came back later."

"Don't be angry, okay, you don't look good when you are angry, you are such a good-looking person, with a straight face, not as handsome as usual." Qing Mang spoke honestly.

When he said this, Lu Yanmu's expression finally loosened, and his voice was cold like a clear spring, "Seeing Ji Jinchen, do you despise me now?"

Qing Mang: "......!!!"

This misunderstanding is big enough.

Did she mean to dislike him in that sentence?

"It's too late for me to love you, how could I dislike you." Qing Mang denied it firmly.

She promised that if there was a little bit of disgust, she would be put to death by Lu Yanmu.

Now this man is already cold, he is basically a walking cooler.

She is full of desire to survive, and she doesn't want to be so cold to death.

Lu Yanmu listened to Qing Mang's words and cast a cold glance at her, "Oh, I didn't see it."

What to do, it seems that I am really a little angry, not a little bit, but a lot.

Qingmang's eyes rolled around, his small hand held his big palm, and he squeezed his fingers and palm at will, "Don't be angry, okay, when you get angry, I will panic, and it will be very uncomfortable. You forgot. Am I still a patient? The patient can’t be frightened like this, if frightened, there may be problems.”

When Qing Mang spoke, he could say anything. Most people tend to talk lightly, but Qingmang tends to talk lightly.

After all, I just wanted to make Lu Yanmu feel distressed.

If ordinary people listened to such words too much, it would be meaningless, but it would be extremely rare to encounter people like Lu Yanmu.

Qing Mang's words like this always make him helpless. This is also the reason why Qingmang can always let Lu Yanmu put out the fire easily.

Because he rares himself, nothing more.

Lu Yanmu frowned, his original anger has now been replaced with helplessness.

Why is Qingmang always able to accurately grasp the points he cares about, and then let him compromise.

If ordinary people leaped in front of him, the grass at the tomb would have been taller than the building.

"Don't be late next time!" Lu Yanmu said with a stern face.

This can be regarded as his compromise to Qingmang.

In his world, no one has ever allowed him to make concessions again and again, but what can he do if he meets someone who is deeper than his Taoism.

What else can you do with the person you choose besides pampering.

It's not a debate contest. You have to fight for a high or low or who is right and who is wrong.