You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

Miss Qingmang, be careful...

Miss Qingmang, don't burn yourself...

Miss Qingmang, be careful not to spill the oil...

Miss Qingmang...

The people in the kitchen almost turned into trouble because of a certain girl, but the girl didn't know it.

I know, don't block here, I can cook, you stay away from me, don't hinder me from playing.

Gu Qingmang was also very helpless. If it wasn't for lunch, why would she be surrounded by her as if she was going to steal their jobs.

But the reason is nothing more than fear of her being hurt, fear of being punished by Lu Yanmu.

She would smash the pot and spill something, and it wasn't because of them.

In the previous life, Lu Yanmu protected her well, but in order to please Zhao Xiyuan, she put herself in the dust.

I'm afraid her brain was really kicked by a donkey before.

The people in the kitchen watched her skillfully flip the dishes in the pot, and at the same time, they were even more nervous.

Why is this little ancestor uneasy to stay upstairs, but he wants to join in the fun.

Since she came, Suyuan has not lived in peace, and they have been in pain for three days.

The sharp-eyed servant saw Lu Yanmu go downstairs, as if seeing a savior, and looked at him eagerly, hoping that he would come over and take this little ancestor out.

You all go out first. Lu Yanmu said coldly, his eyes fixed on the girl.

The crowd of servants seemed to have received a pardon, and soon made room, leaving only two of them.

Gu Qingmang saw Lu Yanmu approaching, with a slight smile on his face, You go and take a seat first, and you will be able to eat soon.

The man watched the girl concentrate on doing the things in front of him, with thin sweat on his forehead, and his long black hair was tied into a ponytail, swaying with the movements of his hands, slowly swaying into his heart.

Lu Yanmu walked over slowly, stopped beside the girl, and gently gathered up a strand of hair that fell, When?

Are you hungry? You'll be able to eat soon. Gu Qingmang had a smile on his face, and he was in a good mood.

Without hearing the answer from the man next to him, he realized that what he asked was not what he meant.

When he asked, he asked her when she learned to cook, and she felt a little guilty for a while.

Well... I just got up suddenly, and I don't know if it's delicious... This matter doesn't seem to be easy to explain.

She has never touched Yangchun Shui since she was a child. After arriving at Suyuan, Lu Yanmu basically did not let her do it, let alone cooking, and even had no chance to do it himself.

In fact, in addition to being a bit more possessive and controlling, Lu Yanmu was a little too fond of her.

In her previous life, she had a problem with her brain and felt that Lu Yanmu was perverted, but now that she thinks about it, she is very happy.

Yeah. Lu Yanmu replied lightly, without much reaction, but when he looked at her, he was a little more inquisitive.

After that, there was nothing else to say, just stood there quietly, watching the girl busy at the side.

Gu Qingmang was a little nervous when he saw him at first, but he was accidentally splashed with oil several times, and he was afraid that Lu Yanmu would pull her out.

Hearing that there was no movement behind him, he slowly relaxed and became more skilled.

When the last dish came out of the pot, a small face had already been smoked red.

Qingmang looked at the freshly baked dishes, and when he looked at Lu Yanmu who was standing at the door, it was like a hungry wolf seeing meat, his eyes were shining, Lu Yanmu frowned slightly.