You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

Qingmang let out a sigh of relief, eased his heart, forcibly calmed his mind, pretended not to know anything, and pretended to easily walk to the sofa and sit down, with a smile on his face, and said lightly: why do not you talk?

On the surface, she looked extremely calm, but inside, she was already in a state of turmoil.

For a moment, she could understand why anyone would be defeated in front of Lu Yanmu.

Just because the opponent is too strong, ordinary people can't bear that aura, and the only person who can match Lu Yanmu is probably only Mr. Lu.

Lu Yanmu was the only one who did not change his color when Mount Tai collapsed. The heart is too strong, so that everyone is eclipsed in front of him.

The aura is so powerful that no one in front of him can hold his aura that can penetrate the depths of the soul and make people unable to resist.

I haven't seen Lu Yanmu like this for a long time, but I really forgot the rumor that he coldly faced King Yama.

Lu Yanmu raised his eyes and glanced at her, his face was indifferent, the bottom of his eyes was deep, and he said in a cold voice: Come here to explain? Huh?

Qingmang's heart suddenly trembled, did he really see something?

But when he was in the garden, he was obviously not there, so how did he see it? Is it just his guess?

Before you know the situation, you can't have any flaws. Whoever gets stage fright first will lose.

Blinking his eyes, he pretended to be completely unaware of the situation, Just because I knocked Song Yuan down the stairs, are you unhappy?

I know that you have important business trips tomorrow. It was unexpected for me to have such a thing happen the day before your departure. It has delayed your affairs, and I feel uncomfortable. I'm sorry.

When Qingmang spoke, he softened his attitude, his voice was soft and waxy, and there was a bit of self-blame in his words. In addition, he looked very guilty at this time, and his hands were folded together, as if there was something serious. appearance.

Lu Yanmuguang tightly locked onto Qingmang's body, squinting slightly, staring straight at her with sharp eyes, taking in all the changes in her expression.

It's rare to be able to maintain his composure in front of him. Qingmang's psychological endurance obviously exceeded his expectations.

Having been by his side for so long, this is a good thing to learn.

Leaning back against the chair, the bottom of his deep eyes was cold, and his index finger tapped the marble tabletop, as if he was thinking, but also seemed to be thinking, without speaking.

For a while, the study was extremely quiet, and the sound of shallow breathing complemented the sound of tuk-tuk, and the sound of the index finger on the table was more like oppression, breaking the defense line bit by bit.

At this time, the consideration is the psychological capacity to see who will lose first.

Qingmang felt that if she hadn't been with Lu Yanmu for so long and knew what kind of character he was, she probably couldn't bear it.

Lu Yanmu paused, his expression restrained, and he said coldly, I don't know, you are so capable.

Qingmang's heart throbbed for a moment, and a trace of panic and surprise flashed in her eyes. She thought she didn't reveal her secrets. Where did Lu Yanmu see it?

She didn't understand a little about this.

Huh? Qingmang showed a somewhat puzzled expression, What did you say? I don't quite understand.

At this time, as long as he killed him and pretended not to know, he would not believe that Lu Yanmu really had evidence to prove it.