You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

Qingmang pouted, thinking about it like this, it seems that he has never concealed anything from her. Basically, he has already told her what he should not know.

Sometimes even some confidential documents of the company are not protected against her. Thinking about it this way, it seems that there are really no other secrets to speak of.

In fact, if he had ulterior motives, Lu Yanmu would have been tricked by her a few times.

Sometimes I really don't know whether to say that he trusts her unconditionally, or whether to say that he believes in himself, and nothing will exceed his own judgment.

Then I'll believe you for a while. If you let me know, you did something shameful while you were out, and I would definitely... Qingmang narrowed her eyes, and she didn't say anything after that. I believe that with Lu Yanmu's ingenuity, he must be able to guess what she wants to express.

Lu Yanmu looked at her and nodded, very taught, Yes, I know.

Qingmang watched him seriously for a while before letting go of him.

When Qingmang let go of him, Lu Yanmu breathed a sigh of relief, and his face became even paler.

Qingmang moved to the next position, and shouted aggrievedly: Can I eat? I'm about to starve to death.

Looking down at the position on the chest, it should be that there is no blood oozing...

Climbing the mountain in the morning consumed a bit of calories, and she needs to replenish energy now.

Lu Yanmu glanced at Qingmang, didn't say anything, silently reached out and put a bowl of soup for her in front of him, Drink the soup first and then serve her rice.

Qingmang Meimei picked up the bowl and took a sip of the soup, thinking it was delicious. Taking a look at the handsome man sitting next to him, he was in a very happy mood, and his beauty was delicious. Well, it was the pinnacle of his life.

After Meizizi finished drinking the soup, Qingmang lay on the sofa and didn't want to move.

After slowing down, I found that the sequelae of mountain climbing seemed to come out just like that.

The taste of soreness is really cool.

Lu Yanmu originally wanted to go upstairs, but when he passed the sofa, he suddenly thought of something, stopped to look at Qingmang, and asked casually, I heard you fell too?

Huh? Qingmang was banging his legs, and when he heard Lu Yanmu's words, he raised his head and shook his head, It's alright, just accidentally fell on the ground, nothing happened.

How could it be so precious, if he threw himself on the ground, he was injured.

Lu Yanmu frowned slightly, Have the doctor checked it out?

Qingmang paused for a while, and said with certainty, Well, I've seen it, the doctor said it's fine, there's no scratches at all. Don't worry, my skin is thick.

Lu Yanmu watched, the steps that were originally going up, folded back, sat on the sofa, directly tore off her sleeves, and glanced left and right.

Qingmang: ...

Can you say that Lu Yanmu was too nervous?

She really had nothing at all, not to mention scratches, not even the marks of being knocked on.

After Lu Yanmu finished checking the side, the frowning brows relaxed.

Don't go down the mountain to avoid anything. Although Lu Yanmu was relieved, he thought that if Qingmang fell like this, he couldn't accept it.

If something goes wrong, who will bear the consequences?

Qingmang smiled and pulled his hand, Look, I'm fine, don't worry so much, I'm fine.

This man really treated her like a porcelain doll.