You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

Come back to me, what a formality! The old man scolded, his voice raised a little, and it was quite serious.

Qingmang looked at this situation, and it seemed that something was wrong. How could the two grandfather and grandson quarrel as soon as they met?

He stopped and stood on the spot, pulled Lu Yanmu's hand, motioning him to be softer. When he met the old man, he was not soft. Could it be true that only in front of her would be gentle and considerate?

Before Qingmang could speak, Yan Qiu, who was beside him, opened his mouth to comfort and said, Grandpa, calm down first, that's not what A Mu meant. Then he looked up at Lu Yanmu and said softly, A Mu, Grandpa recently You're not feeling well, don't be mad at Grandpa.

Lu Yanmu stopped, looked sideways at Qingmang, and then at the old man, his expression was light, and he couldn't see any reaction.

Qingmang gently tugged at his sleeve and said in a low voice, Lu Yanmu, this is my first time here and I want to make a good impression.

Lu Yanmu glanced at her lightly, then turned around and sat back.

Qingmang was relieved to see this, this man is really arrogant, he can be so arrogant even to the old man, how can he not be arrogant.

When the old man saw Lu Yanmu sitting back, he snorted, and his face was clearly unhappy, but he didn't say much because of his face, but his cocked beard showed that he was angry.

Qingmang couldn't figure out the old man's temperament, so he didn't dare to say more, so as not to make the old man even more unhappy, but Lu Yanmu was a boring gourd again, and would not take the initiative to speak, and the atmosphere became so cold.

I don't know if these two icebergs are there, the atmosphere in the hall is extremely dull, it seems that there are countless swords and swords running around, and if you are not careful, you will be accidentally injured.

Qingmang sat next to Lu Yanmu, and really didn't know what to say. Yan Qiu was busy with his own work. Occasionally, he poured tea for the old man, peeled a few grapes, and was very calm.

Qingmang glanced at Lu Yanmu, then at Old Man Lu, and found that the two were really the same, the same aloof and arrogant, not willing to bow their heads first.

The iceberg hits the iceberg, and it is estimated that only the sinking portion is left.

Grandpa, when the third master is done working for a while, the third master will come back to the old house more often to see you. I heard from the third master that grandpa's chess is very good. I wonder if it is an honor to play chess with grandpa. Qingmang With a smile on his face, he opened his mouth to break the dullness of the room.

The old man glanced at Qingmang, a little disbelieving, You? Can you play chess?

Qingmang smiled, It's just a little bit of fur, and it's probably less than one-tenth of grandpa's. I just like to play chess and think about life while playing chess.

In my previous life, I was not interested in anything, except for playing chess. I like to think about it when I have nothing to do. I dare not say that my chess skills are better than ordinary people, but when I meet an old man, it is really hard to say.

But right now, we can only rely on this to get close to the old man.

Okay, wait for a while, play a game of chess and kill a few rounds. When it came to playing chess, the old man's expression finally eased a little, and it looked smoother.

Qingmang nodded with a smile on his face, trying his best to pretend he didn't understand anything, I'll have to ask Grandpa to show mercy later.

The ancients honestly did not deceive me, starting from hobbies is indeed more reliable than anything else.