You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

Since everyone has no objections, let's stay here for a few days. Someone will entertain you, but you are not allowed to go out. Can you agree? Lu Yanmu's voice was as calm as an emperor giving an order, making it impossible to refuse.

Zhang Yu was extremely angry, but the reality told him that at this time, he could not confront Lu Yanmu head-on.

This is not Huacheng, and although it is not Lu Yanmu's territory, here in Paris, Lu Yanmu is indeed more in control of the situation than he is.

This realization made him extremely unhappy and unhappy.

A man is a man who knows the current affairs. At this time, agreeing to Lu Yanmu is the smartest thing to do.

After Lu Yanmu leaves, he will report the situation here to Huacheng.

He didn't believe that Huacheng could just sit back and do nothing.

Even if you sit back and do nothing, as long as you report it to the other side, even if you want to pursue it, they can't be traced.

After making up his mind, Zhang Yu did not argue forcefully with Lu Yanmu, but replied with a slightly awkward expression: Okay.

Lu Yanmu nodded, Yes. He glanced at Zhang Yu lightly, then turned and left.

After Lu Yanmu left the door, Song Yuan immediately closed it and turned to look at Lu Yanmu.

Third Master. Song Yuan asked.

Cut off all communication signals here and strengthen security. Lu Yanmu ordered coldly.

Yes. Song Yuan agreed.

After Lu Yanmu finished explaining, he walked away.

Song Yuan has been with him for many years and already knows how to do many things without him having to explain them.

He was relieved to leave this matter to Song Yuan.

There were a lot of secret guards brought this time. Except for one team left to guard the old man Qingmang at the hospital, the other two teams were moved here to watch.

Under normal circumstances, a team can complete a task, but considering that these people are not ordinary people, they still have to be cautious.

If something went wrong, Third Master would probably have to kill him.

Following the third master, I was still a little worried.

…

When Lu Yanmu returned, Gu Sui had left and Qing Mang was sleeping on the hospital bed.

When Lu Yanmu opened the door and went in, he moved very gently, and silently sat next to Qingmang. He saw that Qingmang was a little uneasy in his sleep, and his beautiful eyebrows were slightly frowned, as if he had dreamed of something bad in his dream.

Sighing slightly, he reached out and stroked Qingmang's brow with his thumb, trying to soothe her uneasy mood at this time.

When the rough fingertips first touched it, Qingmang frowned slightly, but he was not used to it for a moment. After a while, it felt like a feather, gentle and comfortable.

Well... Qingmang murmured, alleviating some of his uneasiness.

She vaguely felt as if there was someone beside her who could make her feel particularly at ease, filling the sense of security she had previously lacked.

Lu Yanmu...

Qingmang called out weakly, and just when Lu Yanmu wanted to hear what she continued to say, Qingmang suddenly reached out and took his big hand into his arms, and then moved his seat to sleep better.

Lu Yanmu laughed dumbly. Because of Qingmang's actions, he was half-bending forward, which was a little uncomfortable.

He kept doing this for a while, and after Qing Mang fell asleep peacefully, he moved his hand slightly, trying to take it out of Qing Mang's arms.

Just when he moved a little, Qing Mang hugged him tighter. In the end, he was completely attached to Qing Mang's softness, leaving no room for movement.