You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

Hearing these words, Qing Mang almost smashed it with the bag in his hand. After thinking that it was all money, he didn't make a move.

Turning his head to look at her, "Is it not your turn to say if it's not a way of influencing it? If you take a 10,000 step back, even if you take a shortcut, you will never be able to go."

Before the shopping guide could react, he took the lead and left.

It doesn't make sense to talk more to such people.

After the shopping guide realized what Gu Qingmang meant, he had already walked away and could only stomped his feet in anger.

Qing Mang was delayed for some time on the road, plus taking the bus, Suyuan was a little far away, and when he got home, it was almost seven o'clock.

After she entered the door, she found that Lu Yanmu had not yet returned home. This madman who worked overtime really didn't have the habit of getting off work on time.

He put the tie he gave him back to the room, changed into a set of home-made clothes, and went to the kitchen.

When Lu Yanmu returned to Suyuan after the day's trip, Gu Qingmang had already prepared his food.

Hearing the sound of a car outside, Qing Mang quickly got up from the sofa and walked to the window to look out.

Lu Yanmu got out of the car with a murderous air, the expression on his face had been cold for thousands of years, and he could not see any emotions.

I don't know how he feels today.

As soon as Lu Yanmu entered the door, before he could react, a black shadow flashed past him, and in a blink of an eye he threw him full and almost knocked him out.

After waiting for him to stabilize his figure, the person in his arms spoke first: "Lu Yanmu, I miss you so much."

Qingmang wrapped his hands around his waist, smelling the fragrance that was unique to him, very satisfied.

After hearing the girl's soft and sweet voice, Lu Yanmu's mood in the gloomy day improved a little, and he touched her head with his big hand, and said faintly, "Yeah."

Qing Mang was frustrated for a moment when he heard the word um. What should I do if I don't understand love words so much?

Putting his chin on his chest, raising his head and asking him, "Do you want me?"

Lu Yanmu fixedly looked at her without answering.

Qing Mang didn't really like that Lu Yanmu was always cold and cold. He was just how old he was. He was always young and old, and he didn't have a young breath at all.

He arched his head and shook his body, "Talk about it."

Seeing her like this, Lu Yanmu felt helpless and patted her on the back, "Don't make trouble."

Qing Mang pursed his mouth in an instant, "Say, is it so difficult to think about me? Or you don't think about me at all."

A trace of helplessness appeared between Lu Yanmu's eyebrows and said in a low voice, "Green light."

Seeing his helplessness, Qing Mang still held him vigorously without letting go, but he wouldn't let go of his posture if he didn't say anything.

Lu Yanmu felt helpless about this. He reached out to touch the little hand on his waist, but Qingmang held it tightly, just not letting go.

The two stood in a stalemate for a while, looking at her pouting mouth, finally Lu Yanmu bowed his head first, gave a clear cough, and then slowly said, "Yes."

Qing Mang heard this almost inaudible word of thought, his eyes flashed instantly, and he looked at him eagerly, "How much do you think?"

Lu Yanmu turned his face away from looking at her, the expression on his face was unpredictable.

Qing Mang didn't urge him, just holding it like that, vaguely knowing that Lu Yanmu would answer her in the end.

In fact, her strength is not worth mentioning in Lu Yanmu's eyes. As long as he worked harder, he could break her hand, but Lu Yanmu didn't because he was afraid of hurting her.

Thinking of this level, the sweetness in my heart is even greater.