You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

After breakfast, Lu Yanmu went straight back to his study. Qingmang moved his study place to a small garden in Suyuan.

Qingmangwo read a book on the white hanging chair in the garden, and there was a pot of flower tea on the table next to him. The sun is shining and the flowers in the garden are blooming just right. It is indeed a waste not to appreciate such a beautiful scenery.

The people in the Suyuan Garden always act according to Lu Yanmu's wishes. This garden is well-planted, but no one appreciates it on weekdays, and Lu Yanmu almost never sets foot in it.

Speaking of which, he planted these precious flowers at the beginning, all because Zhao Xiyuan gave her a few bunches of flowers before, and because he liked them tightly, he put them in the bedroom.

After Lu Yanmu found out, he threw away all the flowers and let people open up a place in the Suyuan Garden, specially airlifted from all over the world and planted in the garden, and it was changed every season, so that the flowers in the garden could be planted in the garden. Can't stop.

Hmm... Thinking about it this way, Lu Yanmu seems to still have the way of spending a lot of money on beauties.

I like these flowers, but when I think about burning so much money every month to keep them, I might as well give her the money. It's not that I don't like to spend, but when I think of the money that I burn, she just thinks about it. I feel so distressed.

Otherwise, why don't you tell Lu Yanmu that planting these deadly expensive things is more expensive, and just plant something that is easy to support? Qingmang held his head, but didn't read the book, but was thinking about other things.

I don't know if Lu Yanmu has seen the flowers she put in the bedroom. Judging from such a conspicuous view, he should be able to see them, but according to his dull personality, he will not say it when he sees it.

He waved and called the servant to give her a pair of scissors. After seeing a few flowers that were just right, he cut a few plants and planned to put them in Lu Yanmu's study. By the way, he would change the flowers in the bedroom.

When Qingmang was busy in the garden, Lu Yanmu in the study was standing in front of the window, looking at her through the window sill, her previous indifference was gone, and now she was full of tenderness.

Seeing the girl's figure, inexplicably dispels all kinds of worries, she is a beam of sunshine, a little bit of dispelling the dark side of my heart.

After Qingmang washed his shoes by the door, he entered the room and changed into his cotton shoes and walked upstairs, directly to Lu Yanmu's bedroom.

He opened the door and saw that he wasn't here, he must have been busy in the study again. Overtime maniacs like him really work in addition to work.

He took off the failed flowers in his bedroom and replaced them with fresh ones. There are still a few flowers with buds that have not bloomed yet. I don't know if they will continue to bloom when she comes back next week.

After cleaning up his bedroom, he stood in front of the table and looked around his room. The classic black, white and gray color, and it was full of coldness. I really don't know if a dull person like him lives in this dull house. Will it be better? Depressed, anyway, she doesn't like this style, it's too oppressive.

When her eyes fell on his bed, Qingmang's face turned slightly red. What happened here in the morning resurfaced in front of her. Well, Lu Yanmu's figure is really impeccable.

When he thought of seeing the place he shouldn't, his face turned even redder. Sure enough, it wasn't an illusion before, and Lu Yanmu might really fit in perfectly.

But she also cares about lustful things, thinking about it all day long, and she really has more and more potential for women of color.

This is not good, she has to change it.