You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

Hearing this, Qingmang was so angry that he almost smashed it with the bag in his hand. After thinking that it was full of money, he didn't make a move.

Turning back to look at her, Is it your turn to speak in a less-than-streamlined way? Step back 10,000 steps, even if you take a shortcut, it will never be your turn to go.

Before waiting for the shopping guide to react, he took the lead and left.

It's pointless to talk to people like that.

After the shopping guide realized what Gu Qingmang meant, he had already walked away, so he could only stamp his feet in anger.

Qingmang wasted some time on the road. In addition to taking the bus, Suyuan was a little far away. When he got home, it was almost seven o'clock.

After she entered the door, she found that Lu Yanmu had not returned home. This overtime maniac really doesn't have the habit of leaving get off work on time.

He put the tie given to him back in the room, changed into a set of homely clothes, and went to the kitchen.

When Lu Yanmu returned to Suyuan after a day's trip, Gu Qingmang had already prepared the meal.

Hearing the sound of the car outside, Qingmang quickly got up from the sofa and walked to the window to look out.

Lu Yanmu got out of the car with a chilling air, the expression on his face was as cold as a day for thousands of years, and he could not see any emotions.

I don't know how he is feeling today.

As soon as Lu Yanmu entered the door, before he could react, a black shadow flashed past, and in the blink of an eye, he was swept up in his arms and almost knocked him out.

After waiting for him to stabilize for a while, the man in his arms said first, Lu Yanmu, I miss you so much.

Qingmang wrapped his hands around his waist, smelling the fragrance that was exclusive to him, and was very satisfied.

After hearing the girl's soft and charming voice, Lu Yanmu's gloomy mood improved a little, and he stroked her head with a big hand, and said lightly, En.

When Qingmang heard the word um, he was frustrated for a moment. I can't understand the love story, what should I do in the future.

Putting his chin on his chest, he raised his head and asked him, Do you miss me?

Lu Yanmu fixedly looked at her and did not answer.

Qingmang didn't really like Lu Yanmu's always cold appearance, how old he was, he was always young and old, and he didn't have any youthful aura at all.

His head arched, and he shook his body, Say it.

Seeing her like this, Lu Yanmu felt helpless and patted her on the back, Don't make trouble.

Qingmang pouted instantly, Is it so hard to think of me? Or you don't think about me at all.

A hint of helplessness appeared in Lu Yanmu's brows, and he said in a low voice, Qingmang.

Qingmang saw his helplessness, and still held him tightly without letting go.

Lu Yanmu was very helpless about this, he reached out to dab the small hand around his waist, but Qingmang grasped it tightly, but he would not let go.

The two were deadlocked for a while, looking at her pouting mouth, finally Lu Yanmu bowed his head first, coughed, and then said slowly, Think.

Qingmang heard this almost inaudible thought, his eyes lit up instantly, and looked at him eagerly, How much do you think?

Lu Yanmu turned his face away from looking at her, the expression on his face was unfathomable.

Qingmang didn't rush him, just hugged him like that, vaguely knowing that Lu Yanmu would answer her in the end.

In fact, her strength was not worth mentioning at all in Lu Yanmu's view. As long as he used a little force, he could break her hand, but Lu Yanmu didn't, because he was afraid of hurting her.

Thinking of this layer, the sweetness in my heart is even greater.