You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

It seems that sometimes I understand why some fans even say that they want to lick the screen when they talk to their idols. There really is a reason.

Lu Yanmu paused for a while before he replied, "It's okay."

"Um..." Qing Mang looked at his brows slightly frowning, and instantly felt a little distressed, "rest early when you are finished, don't always stay up late."

Qing Mang was like an old mother, and inevitably gave an explanation. It's not a good thing to worry so much.

"Okay, I see." Lu Yanmu's attitude was not salty or indifferent.

Qing Mang looked at him so serious, and instantly couldn't bear to speak up and quarrel with him again, but he didn't want to hang up anymore, so it was good to hold it like this and look at his face quietly.

Without hearing Qing Mang's voice, Lu Yanmu raised his eyes and glanced at Qing Mang, "Why didn't you speak?"

"I see you are busy and worry that your words will affect you. It's good to just look at you like this." Qing Mang turned over, holding his mobile phone and his hands started to feel a little sour.

"It doesn't affect." Lu Yanmu reached out and placed the phone in a brighter place, and said lightly: "You continue talking, I want to hear you."

The corners of Qing Mang's lips pursed with a smile, "Does it feel particularly motivated to listen to me?"

Is this an indirect confession? She expressed a little joy.

Lu Yanmu raised his eyes and glanced at her. Seeing her full smile, even the tiredness was dispelled, and he simply replied, "Yes."

But seeing Lu Yanmu at work, she didn't know what to say for a while, thinking about the last time he told a story to herself, she simply tried to emulate her.

"Should I tell you a story?" Qingmang pursed his lips and asked in a low voice.

"Okay." Lu Yanmu answered directly without even thinking about it.

Qing Mang put down his phone, and after tumbling around in the room, did he find a book that looked like a book?

Looking at the book in his hand, Qing Mang was entangled, wondering if Lu Yanmu would listen to such a story.

Silently placed the cover of the book in front of the phone screen, and asked in a weak voice: "Do you listen to such a book?"

Lu Yanmu originally wanted to answer directly. Hearing the girl's weak voice, he raised his eyes and glanced up. What he saw was a pink cover with seven big words written on it: "Falling Down to Tsundere Chief Executive"

When I saw it, there were three black lines on my forehead. After thinking about it, a smile curled up at the corner of my lips, and he replied solemnly: "Yes, yes."

"Ah? Do you really want to listen?" Qing Mang felt a little weird.

Generally speaking, shouldn't he think such books are boring?

"Falling Down Tsundere President", he is already a domineering president in capitals, okay, no need to listen to such a book.

Naturally, Qing Mang didn't know. Although Lu Yanmu found this kind of boring, he inexplicably wanted to see how Qing Mang reads this kind of story. It should be very cute, and he inexplicably liked it.

"Well, read it, I'll listen." Lu Yanmu replied solemnly.

Qing Mang's mood at this time:...! ! !

She seems to have dug a hole for herself and jumped?

Sure enough, a man's mind is hard to guess at all!

That and that, can you go back on it? She suddenly missed it.

"Ahem..." Qing Mang coughed inadvertently.

Lu Yanmu immediately raised his head and glanced at her, looking a little bit in his eyes, "Huh? Uncomfortable?"