You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

After finishing the meal, Lu Yanmu went directly to the study, Qingmang nestled in the bedroom, thinking about how to give out the gift.

What kind of method can appear to be both serious and not too deliberate.

And she wasn't sure whether Lu Yanmu liked it or not.

Hey, giving gifts is really the most troublesome thing.

Qing Mang wandered the corridor of the bedroom in his pajamas with a gift box in his hand.

Or just put the gift box in the bedroom, Lu Yanmu should know that she gave it.

When Lu Yanmu came out of the study, he saw Gu Qingmang standing in front of his bedroom with a tangled face. He couldn't help but walk over to see what she was doing.

Gu Qingmang, who was lost in thought, suddenly saw a pair of furniture slippers appear in front of him, accompanied by a low voice, "What are you doing?"

Qing Mang was startled by the sudden sound. He raised his head in horror and was greeted by Lu Yanmu's handsome face that was magnified countless times.

Subconsciously, he carried the gift box behind him and shook his head, "Nothing."

Lu Yanmu didn't say anything when he saw her movements. He bypassed her and opened the bedroom door and walked in.

Qing Mang watched him go in, neither entering nor retreating, it was very embarrassing.

"Standing at the door and doing something, I still haven't come in." Lu Yanmu said coldly when she saw that she wanted to leave.

Qing Mang had taken a step with his feet that he wanted to back up and walked forward abruptly and walked in.

Well, the fate that cannot be escaped.

When she walked in, shepherd Lu Yan was in the cloakroom, moving gracefully and then the buttons on his shirt, slowly revealing a strong and strong chest.

Qingmang's eyes were straight, looking at his figure, he couldn't help swallowing. Oh my God, she really wanted to throw him down!

Lu Yanmu felt the light in the green eyes, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said in a low voice, "Enough to see?"

Qing Mang shook his head first, and then nodded when he reacted.

Lu Yanmu was a little dumbfounded. He didn't avoid it before. Why is he still addicted to it now?

"Want to see it?" As he spoke, he had already taken off his shirt and left his upper body naked.

Qingmang's eyes gleamed instantly, but after hearing what he said, he was very reluctant not to look at it, and said weakly, "If you don't look, you won't look."

She wouldn't even show her a few glances, and she wouldn't let him see in the future. Who is afraid of whom.

Hearing the faint resentment in her words, Lu Yanmu smiled lightly, walked closer, stood in front of her, and said in a low voice, "Not happy yet?"

Qing Mang snorted, "Put your clothes on and don't play hooligans."

Let her see and see, and don't let her see, she is also a temperamental person.

Lu Yanmu held back his smile, put on his home clothes, sat on the sofa, and glanced at her up and down, "Is something wrong with me?"

Qing Mang suddenly thought about the business, thinking that he had seen it through but didn't open it, and it was meaningless to hide and tuck it, and handed it to him, "For you."

When Lu Yanmu saw the gift box, a trace of surprise flashed across his eyes, and he didn't accept it, just fixedly looking at her.

His practice fell in Qingmang's eyes, thinking that he didn't like her to give gifts, his hands were a little stiff, and he said in a sigh, "If you don't like it, you can..."

Before she could finish speaking, a force on her wrist pulled her forward, and then fell into a broad embrace.

She was sitting on Lu Yanmu's lap with her waist bound, and the gift in her hand also left her hand and fell into her big palm.