You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

Song Yuan's speed was very fast. After getting the consent of Lu Yanmu, he sorted out Gu Qingmang's general information and submitted it to the hands of Mr. Lu.

Father Lu put on a pair of glasses, and after about going through Gu Qingmang's information, he was slightly serious.

"They've been together for two years?" The old man's hair is a lot whiter, but he still speaks with a strong voice and full of breath.

It's probably been decades of military career. Although the old man is getting old, he is full of iron and blood on the battlefield, and his whole body exudes the integrity of a soldier. Although he has retired, his courage is still there.

Song Yuan lowered his head silently, and suddenly felt that it was a mistake to send the information. For this kind of thing, he should let San Ye do it himself. What kind of thing is he doing? If he says something wrong, he probably won’t be able to get out of this room. door.

He was a lot more cautious in front of the old man than in front of Lu Yanmu. He didn't dare to speak back easily. After thinking for a while, he said, "I met almost two years ago. I haven't confirmed the relationship before, and it was formally established not long ago."

In this way, it will not be suspected of a problem anyway.

Even if there is a problem, throw it all to the third master, the old man shouldn't be troubled by himself.

Elder Lu glanced at Song Yuan coldly, his face was not very happy, and he glared with a beard, "Song Yuan, are you kidding rebelling?"

Song Yuan instantly suffered a face, "Master, how dare I lie to you, what I said is true, you will know if you don't believe me, just ask the third master."

Elder Lu snorted, "I don't know you two, if you are in a nest of snakes and rats, you know that you are going to lie to me, there is no good thing."

Song Yuan's face was miserable and he was wailing in his heart. He really wanted to go back now. If he could let the third master come over, he couldn't bear the majesty of the old man.

The size grew up under the eyes of the old man, he knew everything, and he wanted to hide it from the old man, unless it was the third master.

"Master, San Ye will be out in the afternoon. I have to follow and leave first. San Ye said that he will bring Miss Gu over on weekends, so don't worry."

Song Yuan didn't rush to finish speaking these words, and glanced at the old man secretly. Seeing that there was not much change on his face, he silently told himself that the old man had acquiesced to him, and then said goodbye to him, and walked away. .

The old man Lu who reacted angrily stomped his feet behind his back, and scolded the two of them horrible at the housekeeper next to him. He had to be beaten back on weekends and could not wait for the family law to take care of him.

Song Yuan, who had come out of the old house, walked out of the door of the old house, and then he dared to breathe a sigh of relief. Every time he came to see the old man, it was a challenge to his heart.

If this goes on, sooner or later his heart can't stand it.

...

After returning to school, Qingmang did not go to the classroom, but went straight back to the bedroom, turned over the math study questions on the desk, and was immersed in the fun of solving the exercises all afternoon.

Since Lu Yanmu taught her, she has become more and more interested in mathematics. I didn't like it before, but now I have found a sense of accomplishment in the process of solving the problem, and almost all my thoughts are on it.

When I was on the line, the mobile phone placed on the desktop suddenly shook, and a message came in through the WeChat alert tone.

Qing Mang was on his head and glanced at the phone faintly. He didn't respond, but continued to devote himself to mathematics. When I finally finished all the exercises and remembered WeChat, it was almost an hour.

I clicked on WeChat while pressing my shoulder, and when I saw the content inside, the phone almost fell to the ground...