You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

Okay, then we'll see you tomorrow. I'll show you my housekeeping skills tomorrow and treat you well. Qingmang smiled and greeted Gu Lin.

Suizi knows that she probably won't be able to sleep. Gu Lin chuckled, thinking of his own sister, very helpless.

I guess so, so I won't bother you for now, we'll see you tomorrow. Qingmang agreed, and then took the initiative to end the topic.

Gu Lin answered briefly, and then hung up the phone.

After hanging up the phone, looking at the light on the screen and Lu Yanmu's name, the corners of his lips couldn't help but evoke a smile.

It seems that Amu is completely planted in Qingmang's hands. For them, is it a good result?

In the past, I thought that A Mu was just curious about Qingmang, and maybe the more he couldn't get it, he wanted to hold it in his hand, so he was so obsessed with Qingmang.

But in the end, he became more and more uncertain about his original thoughts.

Perhaps, A Mu is sincere to Qingmang.

After closing the line, Qingmang was very satisfied, and the whole person lay lazily on Lu Yanmu's body with a cheerful expression on his face.

Have you been happy? Lu Yanmu looked at the green light that was pulling on him like a koala, and asked in a deep voice, with a hint of imperceptible reckoning in his words.

I'm so happy. Qingmang responded playfully, resolved this matter, and was in a good mood.

And most importantly, it made her feel that Lu Yanmu condoned her, even if she didn't agree with some of her ideas, but for her sake, she would be willing to make concessions, just to make her happy.

Lu Yanmu, thank you, I'm very happy. Qingmang put his head on his chest, raised his face and thanked him very well.

Many times I feel that there is no need to say these polite words between lovers, but, sometimes, I still have to let people know that I am grateful.

Listening to these soft and glutinous words, seeing Qingmang again, Lu Yanmu originally thought of punishing her a little.

Forget it, you know that in front of Qingmang, Mr. Lu has no principles at all. As long as Qingmang is happy, anything can be compromised.

Lu Yanmu only felt that the shirt on his chest was wet, and when he reached out to touch it, a handful of hair was full of wet green light, and he was helpless beyond description.

Reaching out and patted Qingmang's buttocks, with a straight face, he reprimanded in a cold voice: Hurry up and dry your hair.

Having a daughter is really worrying.

Qingmang naturally knew that his hair had already wet Lu Yanmu's shirt, and with the idea that he always had to take a shower and change his clothes, he wanted to stay on him.

No, I don't want to blow dry, I'm so tired. Qingmang said in a lazy voice.

It's still comfortable to nest on him, so long hair needs to be dried, I feel a little tired thinking about it, just wait for it to dry naturally.

It was over, she was already spoiled by Lu Yanmu. As long as she was in front of him, she didn't want to do anything by herself. She probably subconsciously felt that as long as Lu Yanmu was there, she didn't have to worry about anything.

In trivial matters, Lu Yanmu may go with Qingmang, but in such matters, he will stick to his own principles.

He started to straighten Qingmang a little, Qingmang is obedient, go and dry your hair first.

Qingmang just didn't want to move, No, my hair is so long, I don't want to blow it, it's so tiring.

You can do everything by yourself at school, can't you let her act like a spoiled child in front of her own man?