You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

So he quickly tied an apron on him, and then stood aside and watched him cook.

Lu Yanmu unbuttoned his shirt and rolled it up to his wrists. He held a spatula in one hand and poured oil into the pot with the other. His movements were so skillful that he didn't need to do anything about it.

Of course, that pose was so handsome that Qing Mang's girlish heart was about to explode.

Sure enough, good-looking people are always pleasing to the eye no matter what they do.

What should I do if she likes it so much? She wants to rip off Lu Yanmu!

Lu Yanmu was busy with his hands, feeling the hot eyes next to him, and the corners of his lips curled into a smile.

So Qingmang likes this bite?

It seems that I just discovered that if I like it in the future, I can try it more often.

After Qing Mang watched for a while, he ran out. Lu Yanmu turned back to look at her, only to see her taking her cell phone and running in again.

Standing next to him, clicking away at the phone.

Seeing the girl's energetic appearance, Lu Yanmu didn't find it funny.

So happy? he asked in a calm voice.

Yes, I like it very much. Qing Mang answered honestly.

She is addicted to male lust and can't help but like it to the point where she doesn't want it anymore.

Women are just so superficial.

Yeah. Lu Yanmu just responded lightly, and then stopped talking.

Qingmang helped him, and when he needed something, he handed it to him, as if he was a helpful wife.

Lu Yanmu didn't like cooking before, but when he saw Qingmang walking around him, he somehow felt that this feeling was not too bad.

Even, I kind of like this feeling.

He had never thought there was anything good about the method before, but now, because of Qingmang, he actually felt wonderful.

By the time this dish came out of the oven, Qingmang had already taken enough photos, and then helped to take the dishes out.

When she was about to take it out, Lu Yanmu took the handkerchief from her hand and said, I'll iron it.

Qing Mang couldn't help but want to laugh. What she was serving was not soup. Lu Yanmu was actually worried like this. He was simply too concerned.

Oh my god, she really felt like she was making a fortune! !

It takes a man like this to save the galaxy.

While eating, Qingmang was in a good mood, and then he naturally ate too much.

Especially the dish made by Lu Yanmu, Qing Mang thought it was the most delicious dish she had ever eaten in her life. It was so delicious that she couldn't give it up.

Don't eat so much, you'll feel uncomfortable later. Seeing Qingmang eating nonstop, Lu Yanmu stopped her from continuing to eat.

Qingmang touched his belly, it seemed that he had eaten a little too much...

Well... let's go for a walk. Qing Mang said with a smile on his face.

She wanted to go for a walk with Lu Yanmu. It seemed like she hadn't walked for a long time.

Lu Yanmu glanced at the time and took her for a walk around Suyuan.

Qingmang looked at the man beside him and couldn't help but sigh, the Creator was really too partial.

He gave the best of everything to Lu Yanmu. He was born to be a proud son of heaven, making people jealous, envious and admirable.

Lu Yanmu, I have to go to the set tomorrow. Qingmang pulled the corner of Lu Yanmu's clothes and said to him with his head raised.

Yes. Lu Yanmu responded calmly.

You won't be reluctant to leave me? Qing Mang felt a little disappointed after hearing his calm words.

Logically speaking, shouldn't it mean that he can't let her go?