You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

In the past few days, because Qingmang met He Yuan, Lu Yanmu secretly told her how to get out.

The beautiful name is to let her prepare well and then join the group after it is convenient.

With justification and evidence, Qing Mang did not object, but stayed at home and prepared well in advance, as if it was the past.

In the past few days at home, it is rare that Lu Yanmu stayed in the study, did not go to the company, and accompanied Qingmang.

Two people each occupied a corner of the study, carefully looking at the things in their hands, occasionally there was a rustle of pages turning.

It seems that it is the first time that Qing Mang has been so close to Lu Yanmu, watching him work, watching him with a cold face, focusing on the things at hand, that kind of concentration is simply to make people want to stop.

"Huh? What are you looking at me?" Lu Yanmu noticed Qingmang's eyes, his eyelids were not lifted, and he spoke lightly.

Qing Mang held his head, "Um... I just think you are exceptionally good. Don't want to be so good that I can't take my eyes off."

Lu Yanmu put down the pen in his hand, held it in his hand and turned it around, frivolously, "Huh? Is this going to be molested? Or is it to seduce?"

"Well, excuse me, no, I will continue to gnaw the script." Qing Mang put away his previous appearance, restored to a serious appearance, and said solemnly.

Lu Yanmu looked at Qingmang's reaction and couldn't help shook his head. As expected, he was a little girl.

Use the corner of the eye to see how cute the girl is doing the labeling, frowning occasionally, biting the pen head occasionally, and occasionally gathering a handful of hair. These unconsciously made appearances are so cute and cute.

Inadvertently, he caught his sight, making him unconsciously attracted and wanting to pay more attention to her.

Perhaps everything is destined to be good, and in his life, after all, there is no way to get rid of her magic.

...

When packing up things and preparing to join the group, Lu Yanmu just sat on the sofa in her bedroom, her slender legs were wrapped in straight trousers, her legs were overlapped, she was holding a financial magazine in her hand, and she flipped it casually. I turned it over, and occasionally raised his eyelids to look at the busy figure, his eyes slowly moved from the magazine to the figure.

After Qing Mang was finished, she raised her head and fell into the deep black eyes that seemed to be sucking her in, making her sway for a moment.

At that moment, she could feel the look in Lu Yanmu's eyes, and she could even see her own shadow in those black eyes.

Unconsciously raised his hand and touched his face, the fox questioned: "Why are you looking at me like this? Is there something on my face?"

Lu Yanmu didn't leave that face for a moment, put down the magazine in his hand, and beckoned to her, his voice clear: "Come here."

Originally, Qing Mang wanted to check again to see if there were any omissions. However, in the eyes that touched Ling Lu Yanmu, he was taken over and sat down beside him.

Holding his big grasp, "Um...I just took it for two or three days and then came back, just like when I was in school, I will come back from time to time, there is no change."

Lu Yanmu seemed to be reluctant to bear her...

Lu Yanmu took her into his arms, put his chin on her neck, and said in a low voice, "Well, I know, it's just that I suddenly feel reluctant to bear you."

"Well, I promised to call you every day." Qing Mang soothed.

"I want a video." Lu Yanmu's voice was lazy, with a bit of temptation.

"Okay, the video is just the video." Qing Mang deserved it very happily.

Hearing Ji Jinchen said, when the time comes, it seems that there will be a separate room, as long as there is a separate room, everything is easy to talk.