You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

With Qingmang's slightly coquettish and semi-forced attitude, Lu Yanmu almost drank several bowls.

Qing Mang packed up the bowl and utensils contentedly, set aside and sat down, dragging his head, watching him quietly.

Lu Yanmu glanced at her, raised his eyebrows, didn't say anything, and let her go.

Seeing that Lu Yanmu ignored him, Qing Mang didn't care. She could look at him all day just with that face.

Looking around the study room, the dull black and white tones are extremely simple, which fits his style very well, but after coming in, he feels a lot of oppression inexplicably.

He doubled the book on the desk, then looked around, and finally landed on Lu Yanmu's face.

Has the relationship between them changed?

Staring at him unconsciously, it seemed that he hadn't looked away for about half an hour. At the end, it was Lu Yanmu who was defeated.

"Something?" Lu Yanmu stopped and looked at her, and asked.

Qing Mang changed his hand and dragged his head, turned his eyes, and shook his head, "No, I just want to see you. You are busy with you, don't pay attention to me, I won't bother you by talking."

Lu Yanmu pressed his eyebrows helplessly and fixedly looked at her, "You will be disturbed if you are here."

Qing Mang: "..."

Is Lu Yanmu confessing to her? !

What to do if I am inexplicably a little bit happy.

"Um..." Qing Mang held his cheeks, pretending to be deep and said: "But I haven't seen you for a week, so I finally came back. I want to make up this week."

No matter what time it was, Lu Yanmu was always inaccessible. He was far away and unkind, especially in front of a woman. He always kept his distance and was not allowed to approach him for three steps. His abstinence was so heinous.

Or it was because of this that so many women came to him, but unfortunately, from the celebrities to the little staff, they all sacrificed heroically in the words of Lu Yanmu.

As for why she is seen by thousands of people, this question also puzzles her.

Lu Yanmu stood up suddenly, stepping on the wooden floor with leather shoes to break the tranquil atmosphere.

Qing Mang looked at him with a serious face and a bit of oppression. He couldn't help but feel a little hairy. Thinking of the unpleasantness they had happened before, he shrank back without restraint, trying to avoid direct contact between the two people.

Lu Yanmu noticed that she was dodge a little bit without saying anything. He directly imprisoned her between his body and the sofa, with his face very close. As long as he moved a few centimeters forward, the tip of his nose could touch her.

Seeing the handsome face magnified countless times in front of her, Qing Mang's heart was pounding, Lu Yanmu's unique fragrance wrapped her tightly, and all his breath was full of his breath, and she was a little confused for a while.

Being so close, he can even see his reflection in his eyes, the hands hidden behind him are a little trembling, his eyes blinked and looked at him, his lips were pursed, and he swallowed.

What to do, staring at this face, suddenly I want to throw him down.

Qing Mang stiffened and didn't dare to move, so he still had to be careful at this time.

Although Lu Yanmu is always abstinent and restrained, it doesn't matter how she makes trouble, but he clearly remembers that after her twentieth birthday in her previous life, Lu Yanmu had always tossed her.

She didn't believe anything about abstinence, restraint and self-control.

After a long time, when Qing Mang felt that his waist could not bear it, the man said coldly, "Enough to see this time?"