You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

When the kiss was over, Qing Mang was already weak and collapsed into Lu Yanmu's arms, his face flushed, and he was panting slightly.

Grabbing his clothes, gently pursing his lips, there are traces of redness and tingling, ashamed, and he was so confused by his relatives.

Lu Yanmu patted her on the back, his voice became a little dull, and he said in a deep voice, "Satisfied this time?"

Qing Mang touched his face, "Um...I don't know anything..."

Did he ask others like this? Even if she usually has a thicker skin, she would be very shy if you open it up like this.

Although she has a heart of twenty-four years old, but the age is there, now she is nineteen years old, of course she has to pretend to be tender.

"Green Mang." Lu Yanmu twisted a strand of her hair and placed it in the palm of his hand. "You know, from beginning to end, you are the only one in Suyuan."

Qing Mang's heart suddenly shook, Lu Yanmu's love words were too tactful.

Obviously she is the only person in his heart, and he is still involved in something, really arrogant.

But arrogant people are usually the only one who is warm, and she happens to be the only one.

"Okay, I know, I won't disturb your office work, lest you stay up late to read the documents again, I'll make soup for you." Qing Mang got down from his lap, his eyes gleaming.

Cooking for someone you like is also a happy thing.

Lu Yanmu took her hand and stared at him carefully for a long time, then let go when Gu Qingmang looked at him puzzled, and said calmly: "Yeah."

Before closing the door, Qing Mang half-covered the door and blinked at him, as if to say to him and wait for her.

Lu Yanmu stared at the door closing. As the door closed, the girl's face slowly disappeared before her eyes. Suddenly, a feeling of anxiety rose from the bottom of her heart.

Qing Mang's cooking skills are the same as her changes, making him a little puzzled.

She has been watching under her nose in the past two years, and she has never seen her learn how to cook. She is equally puzzled about how she suddenly cooks.

There are many things I want to ask, but I don't know where to ask, just like things change, slowly starting to get out of his control.

This feeling made him a little uneasy, as if the girl would slip out of his hand whenever he didn't pay attention, and never see again.

Lu Yanmu's eyes fell outside the window, and he was inexplicably irritable.

Regarding Qing Mang, he will never let go in his life! No matter what happens, as long as he is alive, he can't hurt half a point.

...

After cooking for the first time, when Qing Mang started cooking again, the servants were calmer than last time. They stopped chasing her for fear of scalding and being punished by Lu Yanmu.

Everyone was busy with her in front of her, slapped her hands, Qing Mang was still quite satisfied with this, but she saved some effort.

With a spoon in the palm of one hand, and the other hand instructing the servants to pass her seasonings, cut vegetables, and add soup, it's not a waste, but it's not too worrying.

"Help me see how the soup is going? You can almost put the rest of the soup."

"Come on, come over and someone will help me cut this vegetable, prepare it first, and I will use it later."

"Bring me a side of the seasoning, I want to add flavor."

"Get the dishes ready, the dishes are ready to be served."

"..."