You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

Xu Mo originally wanted to sit down beside Lu Yanmu, but as soon as he pulled out the chair, he felt a slightly chilly look at him.

So cold! Xu Mo didn't even have to look to know that it was from the third brother's eyes, only he was so cold.

He silently pushed the pulled out chair back, okay, okay, he knew that this guy was reserved for Gu Qingmang, so he couldn't walk. He walked to the opposite side of Lu Yanmu and sat down, reached out and took a bun and took a bite.

He pretended to be casual and said, Third brother, you haven't said anything. We are all very curious. The more you don't say it, the more curious we are.

Lu Yanmu took a piece of toast so gracefully, dipped it in blueberry sauce and spread it on it. He took a bite very elegantly. Without any sauce, he replied in disapproval, Huh? So what?

Xu Mo: ...

Well, I knew it would be like this. It's basically impossible to ask something out of the third brother's mouth.

Gu Qingmang won't say it, although this kind of thing is basically a pending case, well, as long as the third brother is doing well and Gu Qingmang doesn't make troubles frequently, they are willing to turn a blind eye. Eye.

For things like love, one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer. Since they are not too annoying, let's make trouble on their own. I just hope that they don't come out to make trouble with him from time to time.

Xu Mo had nothing to say, and Lu Yanmu naturally wouldn't talk to himself, so the two of them sat opposite each other and ate on their own.

One is noble and cold, the other is uninhibited, but it has a different taste.

Qingmang dawdled for a while before changing his clothes. After taking a shower, after thinking about it, he wiped something on his face, and then walked downstairs slowly.

When they first got to the stairs, Qingmang saw these two people sitting opposite each other eating. It looked like it was very pleasing to the eye. If I could eat and sleep with this face for the rest of my life, I would feel very happy when I think about it.

But she is not greedy, as long as Lu Yanmu is enough, as for Xu Mo, whoever likes it can take it, it is worthless.

If Xu Mo knew that Qingmang thought so, he would definitely run over and fight her hard, although he couldn't fight Qingmang.

When he heard the movement at the back, Lu Yanmu probed the previously prepared five-grain porridge with his hand, and then pushed it to the seat next to him.

Qingmang naturally pulled the seat next to Lu Yanmu and sat down, picked up the porridge on the table and took a sip, inexplicably felt that it tasted good.

Feeling that the atmosphere at the table was a little strange, Qingmang glanced at Lu Yanmu and then at Xu Mo, feeling a little strange, but couldn't say why.

Why haven't you gone back yet? He asked casually after taking a mouthful of porridge with green vegetables.

As soon as Xu Mo heard this, he felt disgusted, and said in a bad tone: Why, I can't be here yet?

Qingmang glanced at his mouth, That's not true, I just think it's a little strange that you didn't quarrel to go back.

In the past, when Xu Molai was not clamoring to go back? This time, he was so good, and he didn't make any noise.

It doesn't look like his style at all, or it's just a bad brain.

Xu Mo expressed his grievance at this, why was he so disliked? fall! I don't want to come anymore.

Gu Qingmang, you ungrateful person, I just brought you back last night, so you treat the savior like this? Xu Mo said with a stern face, very dissatisfied.