You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

"Where is your home?" Lin Suqing asked casually while writing on her hand.

Qing Mang's hand froze in an instant, and even the expression on his face became a little uncomfortable.

Her home has not been returned for a long time.

I don't know how grandpa is doing or whether he is still healthy.

"Hmm...My home is in Hwaseong City, but I live in a remote area. If I have a chance next time, I will take you to my home." Qing Mang responded indiscriminately.

I hope that this day will not be too far away.

...

When Qing Mang left the school gate, Lu Yanmu's car had already arrived.

Because she was afraid of attracting attention, she called Song Yuan specially and asked him to stop in a remote alley, and she walked over to look for them.

Now it is on the cusp of the storm. She doesn't want to cause unnecessary trouble and attract more gossip, so she still has to act low-key.

"San Ye, Miss Gu is here."

With sharp eyes, Song Yuan saw Gu Qingmang walking over, carrying a schoolbag and wearing a school uniform.

Lu Yanmu raised his eyes and glanced outside. The smile on the girl's face was bright and brilliant, and the afterglow of the setting sun scattered on her body, adding a faint soft light.

She is the bright sun, shining into his gloomy and bottomless heart, since then, there has been a little more light.

While he was thinking, Gu Qingmang had already come to him, Song Yuan hurriedly got out of the car and opened the door, Qingmang put down his schoolbag and sat in.

As soon as he raised his eyes, he met Lu Yanmu's slightly hot eyes, and he was taken aback for a few days, so he wouldn't be so enthusiastic.

Lu Yanmu was only flustered for a moment, and then returned to his usual coldness. Seeing a thin layer of sweat on the tip of the girl's nose, he felt very cute inexplicably.

Reaching out and wiping it gently, took her schoolbag and put it on the side, gently instructing Song Yuan who was sitting in front, "Let's go."

As soon as Qing Mang came in, she felt the chill that belonged to the man, which made the air-conditioned car cooler, and even made her get goose bumps. Can't help but reach out and rub his arm, it's better.

"Turn it up a little bit higher." Lu Yanmu, who was sitting in the car, said to Song Yuan coldly when he saw her rubbing hands.

Seeing Gu Qingmang through the rearview mirror, Song Yuan responded, then lowered the baffle to leave a separate space for the two of them.

Qingmang pursed his lips, quietly tilting his head to look at Lu Yanmu aside, very serious.

Hiddenly poked a small hand and looked at him, with a pile of documents next to him. He was looking through the documents carefully.

Moved her head slightly, and saw the pile of data and reports on it, she felt her head hurt instantly. How did Lu Yanmu manage to deal with these data every day without being upset, and how to deal with them so well.

He took over the Lu Group at a young age, and in just two years after he took over, he doubled the assets of the Lu Group. In China, he is considered the leader.

But behind this kind of achievement, he used his body to get it out. Often staying up all night, flying all over the world, almost never rested, and the body is overdrawn too much.

I still remember that when he left him in the previous life, his physical condition was not good, and his whole person was a lot loose.

After that, I heard some things about him one after another, all of them were undergoing continuous operations. It seemed that at the end, I didn't know how he ended up.

Lifting his eyes to look at him, there was a trace of fatigue on his indifferent face, and there was a layer of darkness under his eyelids, and he knew that he had stayed up late and worked overtime again these few days.