You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

Hurry up and get busy, I'm fine. Qingmang pushed him and whispered to urge him to get busy, otherwise he might really not want to sleep tonight.

Lu Yanmu could hold on, but she couldn't. In order to match the appearance of Shang Lu Yanmu, she must take good care of this pair of skins. At least when she went out, she could save face for Lu Yanmu.

There's nothing wrong with a man's face and his inner self.

Lu Yanmu took a serious look at Qingmang, Are you sure you're all right? Go back and rest first.

Qingmang shook his head, It's more panic if I stay alone. I might as well watch you work here. I can feel safe when I see you.

Facing Kong Lala's bedroom alone, it was still the classic three colors of black, white and gray. She felt depressed and dull when she thought about it. Although the color tone of the study did not need to be as good as the bedroom, at least there was Lu Yanmu here.

Where there is Lu Yanmu, no matter where he is, he is full of happiness.

Lu Yanmu frowned slightly, although he disapproved, but before there is a better solution, he can only follow what Qingmang said, after all, only her feelings are the most real.

Folded in front of the bookcase, he picked out a few books that didn't look boring and handed them to Qingmang, Just take a look, I'll be very fast.

Okay. Qingmang replied simply and easily, took the book with some joy, and then stopped paying attention to Lu Yanmu. Subconsciously, he really urged him to go to work quickly, don't worry about her, she can take care of her.

Lu Yanmu glanced at her and saw that her face had almost recovered, but he didn't say anything. After a while, he returned to his seat and resumed his work.

Qingmang's eyes fell on the book, but he secretly glanced at Lu Yanmu out of the corner of his eye, and saw that his body and mind were devoted to his work. That appearance was really handsome.

In fact, she knew that if the matter at hand was not really important, Lu Yanmu would have hugged her and went to sleep in the bedroom without hesitation. However, her man was not only hers, but also the entire Lu family. And let Lu Yanmu abandon his original responsibility.

Sometimes, I really don't want to be so sensible, so tired, it's better to act like a spoiled child.

Qingmang flipped through the magazine a few times, and was a little bored. His eyes circled around the study room, as if he didn't find anything interesting. The style of the study room was like Lu Yanmu, and there was a cold air everywhere.

I fumbled a few times with my hands in my pockets, but I didn't find my mobile phone, and then I came back to my senses. I came here in a hurry, and I didn't seem to bring my mobile phone with me. Ah, it seems a little boring.

When his eyes caught sight of Lu Yanmu's mobile phone on the table, his eyes rolled around a few times.

Looking at Lu Yanmu at this time, it seems that all her attention is on her work. Should she take advantage of Lu Yanmu's inattentiveness and secretly play with his mobile phone?

She held her chin and thought for a while, and then went back to the bedroom. She felt that she didn't want to leave. If she didn't take his mobile phone, it seemed a little boring, so she should take his mobile phone.

Qingmang put on his slippers, squatted and walked lightly, and moved to Lu Yanmu's side little by little.

Squinting at him, he didn't seem to notice her, so he moved forward a little, then looked at the position of his mobile phone, and stretched out his claws neatly.

Well, very good, the little hand hooked on the phone and took it straight away. After he was done, he wanted to turn around and leave. Unexpectedly, Lu Yanmu, who had just turned his eyes and kept his eyes straight, let out a cold voice.