You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

Qingmang glanced at Yan Qiu without a trace, the legendary cold-faced beauty, although young but capable of acting so capable that she could not pick out any faults, even her brows showed a resolute and resolute style, quite the demeanor of a domineering female president.

But she really can't like Yan Qiu. Although nothing unpleasant has happened in this life, in the past life, their relationship was really not harmonious.

If she hadn't known about her past life, she would have thought that Yan Qiu was really willing to help her, but in the end, she paid a heavy price for it.

Looking back on many things, I realized that it was not as simple as it seemed at first.

The atmosphere cooled down for a while, Yan Qiu was not a talkative person, and Qingmang knew her character, so she naturally wouldn't put her hot face on her cold butt.

I'm here to send some materials to A Mu. Yan Qiu opened his mouth to explain his purpose.

Qingmang leaned on the sofa and nodded, You are free, he went to a meeting, he should be back after the meeting.

I know, he asked me to come here. Yan Qiu said indifferently, with the demeanor of a palace.

Qingmang smiled and said nothing.

Showing off her relationship with Lu Yanmu in front of her? Very good, I will know in the future who is the woman who has the last laugh.

Yan Qiu glanced at her and didn't react much. He walked to the desk, put the document in his hand on the desktop, and tidy up the desktop.

Qingmang looked at Yan Qiu's behavior from the corner of his eye, and a smile appeared on his lips. He shook his head but didn't speak. He picked up the book that was thrown aside and pretended to be reading.

If it was left in the past, she might have taken the initiative to find something to say to ease the embarrassment, but now, she knows the other person's thoughts well, so she doesn't need to make fun of herself.

If you live longer, you will be a number, your face is not so thick, and you can't take the initiative to talk to you.

Since Yan Qiu wants to do this, then do it. Anyway, whether she does it or not, Lu Yanmu's heart is with her.

After Yan Qiu finished finishing the things on the table, he turned around and walked towards the door, but paused when passing Gu Qingmang, glanced at her, and said, This book is not suitable for you, you can't understand it.

Before Qingmang could speak, he opened the door and left without giving her any chance to speak, and the expression on his face had not changed from beginning to end.

Qingmang almost exploded when she heard it, and threw the book on the sofa. What the hell, she actually said she couldn't read it?

Yan Qiu is really arrogant and arrogant, his heart is higher than the sky, and no one looks down on him. The only one who can get into her eyes is probably only Lu Yanmu.

But I was very embarrassed, with her around, Yan Qiu couldn't get into Lu Yanmu's eyes.

Qingmang sighed, feeling inexplicably uncomfortable, but she didn't know why, and sure enough, she started to get nervous.

The door of the thinking room was pushed open, and Lu Yanmu walked in, with a layer of frost on his face, a serious expression, and a layer of displeasure between his brows.

When he saw Qingmang, his expression softened a little and he walked towards her.

Seeing his expression, Qingmang seemed to be a little out of place. He took the lead and took his hand, pressing him on the sofa.

Qingmang went around him, paused, stretched out his hand to press his temple, and asked softly, Are you tired?

Looking at him like this, it is estimated that he has spent a lot of time and mind. Like him, one day his body will not be able to bear it any more. He has said it several times and the result is the same.