You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

Qingmang was a little angry, as a workaholic like him, his body would be worn down within a few years.

The Lu family has a great business and a solid foundation. Even if there is one less of him, it can last for decades. Working like him, his body can last a few years.

I don't know how to love my body at all.

Lu Yanmu stretched out his hand and rubbed his brows, quite helpless, Qingmang, you go back first, I'll go back after I'm done with my work.

Qingmang seemed to have made up his mind, turned his face away from him, and took a deep breath.

This posture is like no matter what you say, as long as you don't go back, she will never leave.

Seeing her like this, Lu Yanmu closed his eyes, very helpless. Finally got up and walked towards the door.

Qingmang stared blankly at him walking out the door, not knowing what he wanted to do. Lu Yanmu noticed the light in her eyes, turned to his side, and said coldly, Didn't you say you want to go back to sleep?

Okay. Qingmang hurriedly got up from the sofa and rushed towards him.

It turns out that coquettishness works so well, so shouldn't she be coquettish more?

Lu Yanmu first took her back to the bedroom, and when she opened the door and went in, he looked at her deeply, put his hands in his pockets, his eyes were extremely cold, and she was a little flustered.

What's the matter? Almost half of his body was nestled behind the door, and he opened his mouth cautiously.

Lu Yanmu calmed down, It's fine. You should rest early.

Qingmang's eyes were crescent-shaped, and a sweet smile hung on his face, I see, so do you.

In fact, Lu Yanmu looked a little colder, but Tiao taught him more easily than ordinary straight men.

Lu Yanmu nodded almost invisibly, glanced at her, and turned to leave. As soon as he took a step, his sleeve was pulled, and when he looked down, a small white hand was hooking on his cuff.

What? Lu Yanmu thought she had something else to do, but as soon as he opened his mouth, the girl pulled his shirt down a little, and after he bent down a little, his neck was hooked, and his soft lips pecked like a dragonfly. For a moment, it's a little crispy and numb.

Lu Yanmu, good night.

After the girl finished saying this, she slammed the door shut and locked it, followed by the sound of stepping on the board.

Lu Yanmu was a little stunned, he reached out and touched his thin lips, it seemed that there was still the girl's tenderness.

Staring at the door in front of him, the corners of his lips rose slightly, and there was a deep, invisible look at the bottom of his eyes.

Perhaps in this life, it was really planted in the hands of this girl.

He stood at the door for a while, then lifted his foot and left.

Hearing the sound of the footsteps getting farther away, Qingmang, who was hiding behind the door, had a heart pounding. Although it wasn't the first time he took the initiative to kiss him, every time he secretly kissed him, his heart beat faster, for fear of being caught by him.

Hmm... She seems to care more and more about his feelings, whether that's a good thing or a bad thing.

But it's always a good thing, who let her take such a big advantage.

Qingmang rolled around on the bed with a pillow in his arms, thinking that a stone in his heart fell to the ground, and he felt very happy, not to mention overjoyed.

But the rolling and rolling suddenly stopped, no, Lu Yanmu would secretly work overtime in the study behind her back. According to his character, it is not impossible.

Thinking of this layer of green light, he jumped up from the bed and walked to the study in a hurry.

When he got closer, he saw the light coming out from under the crack of the door, with his hands on his hips, and sure enough, he knew that he couldn't let go of his work.