You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

"You actually want to study hard now?" Lu Yanmu said jokingly.

Qing Mang's head fell back on his chest, well, I knew it would be the result.

"Well, okay?" He raised his head and looked at him with wet eyes, with a few pleadings.

Anyway, today, no matter if she is acting like a coquettish or wild, she has to rely on Lu Yanmu to help her with homework.

Otherwise, where would she go to find such a good and handsome teacher.

Lu Yanmu looked at her carefully and realized that she was not joking. He pondered for a moment, then glanced at the pile of files and nodded, "Yes."

Qing Mang straightened his body suddenly, looked at him with wide-open eyes, and said in surprise, "Really? Didn't you lie to me?"

Lu Yanmu put his arms around her waist to prevent her from falling, watching the light shining under her eyes, and then scanning her slightly swollen lips, turning away his eyes, sliding his throat twice, and responded coldly. "Ok."

The simple um made Qing Mang very excited, holding his face as a kiss, "Lu Yanmu, I love you."

Although this sentence has a flattering meaning, his feelings for him are true. Only after experiencing the things in the previous life can she understand that Lu Yanmu is her final destination.

Lu Yanmu held her waist silently, his face was calm and calm, and he couldn't see any changes, and even restored his usual cold and noble image. It was just that light in his eyes that revealed his emotions at this time.

Gu Qingmang, who was on the line, came to his senses. After realizing his behavior, he was embarrassed and stuck out his tongue, as if to cover up his thoughts, the whole person threw himself into his arms again.

"Lu Yanmu, you rest early tonight, and tomorrow I will get up early to wake you up." Qing Mang stretched out a finger and gently wrote and swiped on his chest.

Lu Yanmu was a little fidgeted by her move. He grasped her little hand and said in a dark voice, "I see, you go back to bed earlier."

Does she know what it means to write on a man's chest?

He has always been proud of his self-control, in front of the girl, it seems that he is a little broken.

Gu Qingmang did not expect this level. For her, Lu Yanmu gave her absolute safety, and she knew that Lu Yanmu would touch her only after she was twenty.

He got off his lap neatly, said goodnight to him, and walked to the door. When I was halfway there, I suddenly thought of something and turned back again.

It's natural to hold his arm to check the time. At 10 o'clock in the evening, it should be 11 o'clock after washing, which is about the time to go to bed.

"Lu Yanmu, it's already 10 o'clock." Qing Mang said softly.

"Well, you go back to sleep."

Qingmang pursed his lips and sighed, resting his elbows on the table, "You also go to sleep, and you are not allowed to stay up late and work overtime."

Lu Yanmu turned to look at her, "I see, you go back first."

Qing Mang's heart slammed and closed all the documents on his desk directly, with a serious face, "You can't go back?"

Lu Yanmu reached out and pulled her over, "Don't make trouble, you go back."

I didn't know how she was so nasty before.

As soon as Qing Mang saw this posture, he knew that he was going to stay up late again. Since he couldn't persuade him, he had to change to another method.

Freed his hand, walked to the opposite sofa and sat down, "If you have to work overtime, then I will accompany you too. When you end, I will go back."