You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

But he couldn't express his dissatisfaction in any way, otherwise Qingmang would definitely make him regress even further.

Then why don't you smile? Qing Mang had a smile on his face, coaxing Lu Yanmu as if coaxing a child.

Lu Yanmu felt extremely helpless, knowing that Qingmang would push forward and push back his principles bit by bit.

Promise me something. Lu Yanmu grabbed Qingmang's hand with a serious look on his face.

You said, as long as I can do it, I will agree. Qing Mang said firmly.

Promising is one thing, but whether or not you can deliver is another.

Lu Yanmu was well aware of Qing Mang's cunning thoughts. He narrowed his eyes slightly and said, Not only must you promise, but you must also do it. If you can't do it, I will deal with you well next time.

Qing Mang's face fell instantly, with a depressed look on his face, and he said with a wronged face: You tell me first.

Lu Yanmu pressed his eyebrows. He was so angry that he had a headache. He said in a deep voice: We won't allow this to happen again next time!

Well... Qingmang thought seriously for a while, then faced Lu Yanmu's slightly dangerous eyes and nodded bravely, Okay, I agree.

Originally, this kind of thing was an accident, and it happened only a few times throughout the year. This time, it was really helpless.

But if she encounters such a situation again next time, she will probably make such a decision.

Nothing more than that, just because that person is his father.

Nothing in this world can easily cut off the relationship between them, just because blood is thicker than water, and she is the only person in this world who has a blood relationship.

Lu Yanmu pressed his eyebrows helplessly, knowing very well that even if Qingmang agreed happily now, it would not necessarily be the case when that situation comes.

Lu Yanmu reached out and took Qingmang into his arms, as if he wanted to rub her into his bones. He was extremely helpless.

Qing Mang didn't move and let him hold her. Perhaps only at this time could Lu Yanmu feel her presence and alleviate some of the torment and pain in his heart.

Qingmang, do you know how much I care about you? Lu Yanmu's voice rarely sounded melancholy.

Qing Mang's heart ached and tears almost fell.

Lu Yanmu is such a proud person, what kind of blessing can make Lu Yanmu be so determined to help her.

Lu Yanmu, I'm sorry. Qingmang cried.

She knew that Lu Yanmu cared about her, but she always relied on Lu Yanmu's concern for her to push back Lu Yanmu's bottom line step by step.

She was indeed a bit of a jerk sometimes, and she actually put Lu Yanmu in such a difficult position.

Lu Yanmu sighed lightly and said calmly: For me, you never need to say sorry. If you want to say sorry, the only person you can say is you.

No matter how deep his feelings for Qing Mang are, he will never be able to bear the pain for Qing Mang.

Well...I know, I will definitely take a good look at myself in the future and not let you worry anymore, okay. Qingmang's voice was soft.

Lu Yanmu gave a faint hum and felt relieved.

In fact, even if Qing Mang doesn't say or do anything, as long as she acts aggrieved, he won't be willing to make her sad and aggrieved.

A smile appeared on the corners of Qingmang's lips, and he gave Lu Yanmu a kiss on the face.

Well... I confess to you every day. I like you more today than yesterday, and now I like you a little more than before. There was a smile on Qingmang's lips, which looked extremely sweet.