You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

Lu Yanmu coughed and replied unnaturally, Next time, definitely not.

Qingmang just listened to his words silently, and didn't mean to refute.

Just treat him as a verbal promise, anyway, in the end, isn't he the one who has the final say?

Why are you drinking? Qingmang smelled the alcohol lingering on his body, as if he had been drinking a lot?

I just happened to have a project to discuss here, so I drank some wine in an instant. Lu Yanmu didn't hide it.

Qingmang knew it, so he didn't wait for her to come back tonight, did he have an entertainment?

Well, making money matters, forgive him.

Regarding what happened in the morning, the two chose to remain silent.

If Lu Yanmu didn't say it, he didn't know how to explain it. If Qingmang didn't say it, he was afraid that the answer he said was not what he wanted to hear.

Instead of this, it would be better to just turn the page over to save trouble.

After sitting crooked on the sofa for a while, Lu Yanmu hurried Qingmang to take a bath.

Hearing the sound of water splashing inside, he took out his phone and glanced at it, and what he saw was a message from Ji Jinchen.

Have you been fooled?

Lu Yanmu's fingers typed the word um on the keyboard, sent it over, and put the phone back in his pocket.

Listening to the sound of the water inside, and then looking at the scenery outside, he suddenly realized that what he wanted was nothing more than that.

When he woke up early the next morning, Qingmang habitually touched the seat next to him. The seat was already empty, and there was only some residual warmth on the sheets.

Consciousness immediately returned to its original position, after a while, he suddenly realized that Lu Yanmu had already left?

After getting up, I looked around the room and found that there was indeed no trace, and even the things were cleaned up.

If it weren't for the traces of his coming, Qingmang would have thought that she came here, which was an illusion.

Well, Lu Yanmu, who is so busy that his feet don't touch the ground, shouldn't be wasting time with her like this.

The only complaint is that I didn't say I was going to leave when I went to bed last night, but I left without a sound the next day.

Thinking about it for some reason makes me feel a bit sad, humming, she is left alone again.

When she turned on her phone, she saw the news that Lu Yanmu left her, saying that there was an urgent matter in Huacheng, and she had to rush back as soon as possible, so that she should not worry, she would come over if she had time.

Is this a little consolation?

After the loss was over, when I arrived on the set, I gathered up all my emotions, and it looked like I was beaten with blood.

The next few days were the same as before, and nothing happened. When I went to work one morning, I found the atmosphere on the set, and inexplicably became a little nervous.

Almost all of them look like they have a heart, and they are cautious and cautious, lest they make mistakes.

This kind of feeling makes Qingmang feel very strange.

When he was free, Qing Mang pulled Zhang Xue and asked a question.

What happened today? Everyone looks nervous? He approached her and asked in a low voice.

Zhang Xue glanced at the side, and after confirming that no one was there, did she open her mouth to answer: Lin Feifei has an accident. It's in the hotel. After the media heard the news, they all went to the crew to inquire about the news. No, Director Mu is so angry.

Qingmang glanced in the direction of Zhang Xue's finger, and found that in the place surrounded by many people, Mu Xiao had a straight face, the old man with a sullen face, from so far away, he could feel that he was about to Explosive mood.