You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

Under Qingmang's coquettish and semi-compulsive attitude, Lu Yanmu almost drank several bowls.

Only then did Qingmang pack up the bowls and utensils with satisfaction, put them aside and sat down, dragging his head and looking at him quietly.

Lu Yanmu glanced at her, raised his eyebrows, but didn't say anything, just let her go.

Qingmang saw that Lu Yanmu ignored him and didn't care, she could look at that face for a whole day.

His eyes looked around the study room. The dull black and white tones were extremely simple, which was in line with his style, but when he came in, he inexplicably added a lot of oppression.

He casually doubled the book on the table, looked around again, and finally landed on Lu Yanmu's face.

Has their relationship changed?

Unconsciously, he stared at him and didn't look away for about half an hour. At the end, it was Lu Yanmu who was defeated.

Is something wrong? Lu Yanmu stopped and looked at her and asked.

Qingmang changed his hand and dragged his head, rolled his eyes, and shook his head, No, I just want to see you. You are busy, don't pay attention to me, I won't talk to disturb you.

Lu Yanmu reluctantly pressed his eyebrows and looked at her, If you are here, you will be disturbed.

Qingmang: ...

Does Lu Yanmu mean to confess to her? !

Inexplicably a little happy what to do.

Well... Qingmang held his cheeks and pretended to be deep: But people haven't seen you for a week, and finally came back. I want to make up for this week.

Lu Yanmu, no matter what time it is, always looks unapproachable, estranged and impersonal, especially in front of women, he always keeps his distance and is not allowed to approach him for three steps. His abstinence is outrageous.

Or it was because of this that so many women came to him one after another, but it was unfortunate that, from celebrities to small staff, all of them sacrificed heroically on the word Lu Yanmu.

As for why she is seen among thousands of people, this question also confuses her.

Lu Yanmu stood up abruptly, stepping on the leather shoes on the wooden floor to break the quiet atmosphere.

Qingmang looked at him with a serious face and a bit of oppression, and couldn't help but feel a little hairy in his heart. Thinking of the unpleasantness that happened to them before, he didn't control his body and shrank back, trying to avoid direct contact between the two.

Lu Yanmu saw that she was dodging a little, but without saying anything, he directly imprisoned her in the position between his body and the sofa, his face was very close, as long as he moved forward a few centimeters, the tip of his nose could touch him.

Looking at the handsome face magnified countless times in front of her eyes, Qingmang's heart was pounding, and the unique fragrance of Lu Yanmu's body wrapped her tightly, all his breath was in his breath, and she was a little confused for a while.

He was so close that he could even see the reflection of himself in his eyes, the hands hidden behind him trembled, his eyes blinked at him, he pursed his lips and swallowed.

What should I do, staring at this face, I suddenly have the urge to throw him down.

Qingmang stiffened and did not dare to move, so he had to be careful at this time.

Although Lu Yanmu always acted as abstinent and reserved, it was fine to make trouble with her, but he clearly remembered that after her twentieth birthday in her previous life, Lu Yanmu had tossed her a lot.

She no longer believed in any kind of abstinence and restraint.

After a long time, when Qingmang felt that his waist couldn't bear it, the man said coldly, Have you seen enough this time?