You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

Qing Mang flicked his schoolbag and lay lazily on the sofa, loosening his neck, feeling a little pain in his head.

Reached out and touched Lu Yanmu's suit jacket on the sofa. He picked it up and stroked it. Oops, it seemed that this person was really a little angry, not so good.

I raised my eyes and saw the servants who looked at her, and the look in her eyes was helpless, coupled with a touch of worry.

Okay, even they can see that the two of them are awkward, so let's coax them so that the city gate will not catch fire and the pond fish will be harmed.

"Is today's meal ready?" Qingmang loosened his shoulders and asked by the way.

If you haven't prepared yet, then you will be apologized by cooking yourself.

"The ingredients have been prepared. If Miss Qingmang is hungry, let's start cooking now." The servant heard Qingmang's question and replied.

Qing Mang straightened up and waved his hand, "No, you just need to be ready. I will cook today."

You always have to pay the debts you owe. People are floating in the rivers and lakes, how can they not be cut.

The servant was surprised at first, and then calmly, probably wanted to coax the third master, it was so good, they were also relieved.

I'm afraid that both of them will be proud, and neither will pay attention to each other, just like before, what kind of life are they living.

"Okay, Miss Qingmang needs help, just speak up." The servant responded quite formulaically.

As long as one person bows his head first, he is not afraid of quarreling, and he will always make up.

"Prepare some bitter gourd for me, I want to make some bitter gourd pot." Qing Mang got up from the sofa, carrying a schoolbag in one hand and Lu Yanmu's coat in the other, and gave an order.

"Yes." The servant responded, and then went to work on the things at hand.

Qing Mang raised his eyes and glanced at the wall clock on the wall. It was more than five o'clock. After finishing the things, it was almost seven o'clock, which happened to be time for dinner.

Qing Mang first went back to his room, changed his school uniform, then put on the clothes at home, found a hair rope, tied his hair and tied it into a ponytail.

He glanced at the jacket on the bed, and fell into a moment of contemplation.

Lu Yanmu was not there when he passed the study. Thinking of what happened just now, Lu Yanmu should have gone back to the bedroom to take a shower.

In the past, I saw Lu Yanmu coming out of the bath. Well, she shouldn't hit it at this knot. She still has to take it at night when she goes to bed. There is still so much time anyway.

After cleaning up, Qing Mang went straight downstairs and into the kitchen. Seeing some of the ingredients prepared, I suddenly didn't know how to start.

She can only cook some very simple home-cooked dishes, like the hard dishes or big dishes that she usually eats. She basically can't make them and has never touched them. For a while, she doesn't know how to start.

"Well, can you ask for technical support?" Qing Mang glanced at the servant standing by, and felt that he needed technical guidance.

"Yes, you can." The servant hurriedly responded and stepped forward to help match the dishes.

I knew it would be such a result, so I didn't just throw it all at her to make it, lest she mess up all at that time and dinner becomes a problem.

Actually, it's not that they look down on Gu Qingmang, it's probably because they were too impressed before, thinking that even if she wants to cook, it's just a whim and won't do it seriously.

After all, Miss Gu's previous reputation was not built up.