You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

After Ji Jinchen left, Qingmang directly stuck on it, lying on his shoulder, and asked, Why are you back at this time?

At this time, shouldn't he be handling things in the company?

Facing Qingmang's incomprehensible amorous feelings, Lu Yanmu could only pretend he didn't know anything, Come back and get something.

Generally speaking, if a man can work halfway home, it must be something very important at home.

Qingmang looked at his gloomy and uncertain face, squinted for a while and thought for a while, and instantly understood.

He leaned half of his body on top of him, and asked with a sideways face, Well... Is there something very important in this family that requires you to come back on purpose?

Lu Yanmu glanced at Qingmang coldly, but did not speak.

Qingmang wrapped his hands around Lu Yanmu's neck, shaking his neck as if he was coquettish, and said coquettishly, Is that so?

Lu Yanmu was originally lying on the sofa, but because of her coquetry, she was taken away from the sofa.

After a while, he said lightly, Yeah.

Is this very important thing because of me? Qingmang asked with a bit of tenderness, wrapping his arms around his neck.

Lu Yanmu was entangled by Qingmang, very helpless, pressed his eyebrows, and said helplessly: Well.

What does it mean to see and not say it, but Qingmang has to say it every time, Aojiao is shameless.

Qingmang saw through Qingmang's helplessness, and the corners of his lips pursed into a smile, a hint of success.

Well, she admitted that she just wanted Lu Yanmu to admit it.

This arrogant man would never take the initiative to say that it was because of her that he came home.

Then just act like a spoiled child and let him compromise.

Yeah, you didn't say you were coming back. I haven't even asked them to cook. Are you hungry now? Qingmang suddenly thought of it. It was almost twelve o'clock, as if he hadn't cooked yet.

Well, it's okay. Lu Yanmu just replied lightly, without much emotion.

Qingmang glanced at him, very helpless, and wanted Lu Yanmu to take the initiative to say that he was hungry, as if it did not exist.

What do you want to eat? I'll let them do it. Qingmang was gentle and considerate at this time.

Lu Yanmu put his arms around her waist and let her sit on his lap. He leaned back and lay on the sofa, Well, whatever you want is fine.

Qingmang glanced at him, as if a little tired between his brows, he stretched out his small hand and rubbed his temples for him.

If you're tired, do you want to change clothes? Go to sleep for a while, I'll call you later. Qingmang made a soft voice, trying to help him soothe him.

She hasn't gone to work yet, but every time she sees him so tired, she feels very distressed.

As much as a person's ability, the ability to bear, there is as much.

Although Lu Yanmu is super capable, as long as he is a human being, he will be tired, and he will be tired because of his work.

She has to do a good job of being a good domestic helper and not hold him back.

No, just let me hold you for a while. Lu Yanmu just responded lightly, a little tired in his words.

Seeing that his eyes were closed, Qingmang didn't bother to harass him anymore, but quietly rubbed his temples and wanted to help him soothe him.

The man in her family is so tired, it hurts so much.

If I can help, I want to help him share.

She didn't want to just be the woman behind her, but more wanted to be able to fight side by side with him.