You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

Qingmang sat on the wooden chair, quietly waiting for Lu Yanmu to answer the phone.

Somewhat unexpectedly, Lu Yanmu, who always answered the phone quickly, seemed a little long at this time.

When he was connected, he almost hung up automatically.

After it was connected, there was absolutely no sound over there. If she hadn't known the connection, she would have thought there was a problem.

Although Lu Yanmu would not always speak after being connected, he somehow felt that the atmosphere was not quite right.

At this time, Lu Yanmu was so quiet that it was a little disturbing.

Am I disturbing you? Qingmang considered for a while, and asked cautiously.

Could it be that Lu Yanmu was in a bad mood? Through the phone, I can feel the air pressure there is too low.

Lu Yanmu slowed down for a while, and said in a cold voice like a clear spring, No.

Qingmang was inexplicably chilled by these chilling words. How could he feel that Lu Yanmu was so cold?

Qingmang was silent for a while, and then said after deliberation: Well... is there something bothering you? Is it because the work is not going well?

Apart from these things, she really couldn't think of what was going on and who could make Lu Yanmu angry.

According to his words, he was never angry with unnecessary people, but whenever he was upset, he dealt with it directly, and never wronged himself.

Most importantly, in Huacheng, basically no one dared to provoke Lu Yanmu.

At this time, Lu Yanmu, who was in the Suyuan Garden, exuded endless chills all over his body. The original study room was already like an ice cellar, and the coldness made people panic.

Lu Yanmu leaned on the back of the chair with a gloomy and cold expression on his face. He kept staring at the photo in his hand. The study was terribly quiet.

I don't know how long it took, and the bell cut through the quiet and terrible atmosphere.

Looking down, when he saw Qingmang's remarks, the cold light at the bottom of his eyes gradually dissipated, and even the chill on his face also dissipated a lot.

Lu Yanmu quietly watched the phone vibrate. For some reason, he didn't intend to answer it, and let it vibrate and flicker on the desktop.

Once upon a time, the three words Gu Qingmang were like an irresistible sunbeam that entered the darkest place in his heart regardless.

But now, is there no way to get in?

Is he being too selfish, regardless of whether he wants to detain her by his side, or is he really doing it for her good, to save her from being implicated in the future?

At this point, now he is starting to get confused.

He once tried desperately to conceal the dusty things, will it slowly surface with the appearance of Ye Jian.

Is all this really unavoidable?

He suddenly lost the courage to face Qingmang, and wanted to slow down, at least not now.

Who would have thought that Lu Yanmu, who had never changed his color in the past when Mount Tai collapsed, would be afraid one day.

Because I have someone I care about, I am more afraid of losing it than ever.

Emotions are the things that fetter people the most. Once they fall into it, they can no longer control themselves. They can only let their hearts sink a little bit.

Maybe anything is worth mentioning in front of feelings.

After a long delay, just when the phone was about to hang up automatically, he picked up the phone again.

After he came over, he suddenly realized that he didn't know what to say, so he could only be silent.

Perhaps subconsciously, Qingmang would be the one who saved him.