You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

After Qingmang barely calmed down, he glanced at Lin Suqing next to him, sneaked to the bathroom and closed the door, and then pressed the answer button.

Um...Aren't you busy... Qingmang felt a little guilty, and he lost the confidence to speak.

If I knew earlier, I shouldn't have teased him, and it was all my own fault.

There's a meeting. Lu Yanmu followed his usual simple and clear style, and spoke without any sloppiness.

Listening to the cold and unfeeling words, Qingmang expressed that he was very frustrated and had no idea what this person was thinking.

Then I won't disturb your meeting, you continue, I'll hang up first. Qingmang's hand trembled a little while holding the phone, talking to him, still a little cowardly.

Cough. Lu Yanmu coughed, and Qingmang was so frightened that he put it to his ear again, not daring to hang up.

I'm here. Qingmang replied almost subconsciously.

Lu Yanmu tapped the table with his index finger, and the bottom of his deep eyes softened inexplicably, Didn't you mean to miss me?

As soon as the words with three points of love came out, the company executive who lowered his head the whole time suddenly raised his head and looked at Lu Yanmu, the expression on his face was as if he had heard something from the Arabian Nights, and he was so shocked that he couldn't help himself.

Is there something wrong with their ears? Why did I hear the gentleness of their CEO that I had never had before, and I felt a big jerk in my heart.

Is this still the president who has been cold and unfriendly for thousands of years? How can this tender expression, if spoiled, be so terrifying.

Lu Yanmu's eagle eyes narrowed slightly, realizing that the executives who surpassed their identities lowered their heads, well, I don't know anything.

Qingmang was leaning in the bathroom, holding a mobile phone in his hand, with a look of hopelessness on his face.

Who is she, where is she, what has she done?

How could she be so good at making fun of Lu Yanmu?

Thinking of what Lu Yanmu finally said about coming to pick her up after get off work, she had the urge to bang her head against the wall.

It's really overkill to ask his old man to make a special trip to pick her up.

But is this the first step? Her relationship with Lu Yanmu didn't seem to be so tense anymore.

As soon as I thought of this layer, the original nervousness disappeared in an instant.

What to do, she seems to be looking forward to seeing him in the afternoon.

Qingmang, why are you so happy in one afternoon? Lin Suqing rested his head on the table, looking at Qingmang who was inexplicably excited and happy since he answered the phone.

It was a little strange to see her smashing the math and counting books from three years of high school into her schoolbag and stuffing a lot of test papers into it.

This way, it seems to be the rhythm of going out.

Qingmang was packing his things, and when he heard her question, he paused in his hand, Well...I want to go out and talk to men.

Ah... Lin Suqing snorted, the pen in his hand fell on the table, and his expression was slightly horrified.

Qingmang looked back at her when she heard the voice, and burst out laughing, Why are you so cute?

Lin Suqing realized that Gu Qingmang was teasing her, and blushed all of a sudden, You have fun, I don't care about you.

It's really annoying to make fun of her with this kind of thing.

But looking at her calm appearance, even if Gu Qingmang goes out to play, he should go home, not go out and fool around as they say.

But when it comes to the topic of going home, she doesn't seem to hear Qingmang calling home, and she doesn't know where her home is. If there is an emergency at the school, she doesn't know where to find someone.