You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

It's okay, I will participate. Lu Yanmu looked calm.

Ji Jinchen's wedding, which has been a brother for many years, cannot be missed. It would be a bit unreasonable to miss it.

Are you planning to keep it a secret and not reveal anything at all? Qing Mang was a little surprised at Lu Yanmu's level of secrecy.

No matter what he said, Lu Yanmu was determined not to let her know.

Okay, in this case, she doesn't care.

Maybe there will be an unexpected surprise in the end.

Yeah. Lu Yanmu spoke concisely.

Qingmang: ...

You can’t say one more word, right?

I’m so angry but I can’t beat people up.

Have you not considered the matter of Sui Zi as the bridesmaid? Qing Mang asked.

I won't consider it. Lu Yanmu refused directly.

Okay, I'll listen to you. Qing Mang didn't want to go against Lu Yanmu's wishes.

She is just a slave, whatever her husband says, she just needs to be obedient.

Be good. Lu Yanmu touched Qingmang's little head with a look of relief on his face.

Qingmang: ...

Why does it feel like touching a dog?

Woof woof... Qing Mang became interested and suddenly wanted to tease Lu Yanmu.

Lu Yanmu: ...

There was a look of disgust on his face, and then he glanced at her lightly, You are a dog, then who am I?

Qingmang thought about it seriously, and then said lightly: It's also a dog, hahaha...

Qing Mang suddenly felt a little happy when he thought about it.

I was so happy, thinking that Lu Yanmu was a dog, this scene was a bit funny.

Lu Yanmu's face darkened, and he closed his eyes not knowing what to say.

Okay, as long as Qingmang is happy, he can accommodate anything.

Are you angry? Qing Mang poked his face after laughing.

No. Lu Yanmu denied.

Qing Mang felt that Lu Yanmu's face was too easy to touch, so he touched it again and again.

Lu Yanmu was a little helpless about Qingmang's problem, which he didn't know when, but he could only let Qingmang touch it, and his face turned darker at the end.

Have you touched enough? Lu Yanmu grabbed Qingmang's hand, feeling helpless.

Well...if you say no, can you still touch it? Qingmang said honestly.

Lu Yanmu was helpless, holding Qingmang's little hand, and finally compromised: Okay, you can touch it.

Although being touched by Qing Mang felt a bit like touching a dog, he didn't hate it, so let's leave it at that.

Qingmang was suddenly amused by Lu Yanmu, and stopped touching him after a few more touches.

Lu Yanmu would probably be unhappy if he touched it any more.

Although there was nothing wrong with Lu Yanmu being unhappy, he would definitely torture her in any way. Thinking about it, he might as well forget it. She was a little overwhelmed.

I have something else to do, why don't you play by yourself for a while? Lu Yanmu glanced at the time and asked for Qingmang's opinion.

Well, you go and do your work. Qingmang nodded, and then got up from him.

He can't hinder others from making money. The person who stays with him is someone who makes hundreds of millions every minute.

She couldn't delay Lu Yanmu's efforts to make money. To be a good wife and mother, it was best to be a good wife.

Lu Yanmu kissed Qingmang's lips, and then went upstairs to the study.

Qing Mang sat on the sofa and didn't want to move. He had been very lazy recently and had no interest in anything.

Even with the half-written script, I don’t want to move anymore.

Then when I thought about Lu Yanmu working so hard, he seemed embarrassed to be lazy, so he ran upstairs to continue tinkering with his debut novel.