You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

Song Yuan glanced at the documents scattered all over the place, and then at his third master who was in a rage, it was almost all he wanted to die.

He just came in to report something, why just happened to be angry with the third master.

Although I don't know what makes the third master who is not surprised and never exposed, he probably knows who makes the third master angry.

Except for Miss Gu who is far away from the school, I am afraid there is no one.

I just don't know what it is that makes the third master angry who has been living in peace for so long.

Looking at the phone held tightly by San Ye, I can only sigh, the quality is really good.

"Song Yuan!" Lu Yanmu looked away from the mobile phone, looking at him gloomily, with a faint cold light.

Song Yuan suddenly became excited, and immediately stood up straight, and said, "Yes!"

"Those Tian Qingmang has come into contact with anyone at school and what he has done," said Lu Yanmu with a bone-eroding chill when he spoke.

Song Yuan was so chilled by this tone, that he was very nervous, and he didn't dare to slip away. After thinking a little bit, I focused on the news reported these days.

When talking about Zhao Xiyuan's visit to Gu Qingmang more than once, Song Yuan could clearly feel that the temperature around him had suddenly dropped several degrees, and the chill radiating from a certain man was colder than the air-conditioning.

Zhao Xiyuan, this is a name that cannot be mentioned in front of San Ye, and it is also a name that cannot be associated with Gu Qingmang, but today he committed both.

He seems to be able to predict how he will end up today.

When listening to Song Yuan's report, Lu Yanmu's expression became even more gloomy, and the chill on his body was as strong as the surroundings, with the power of destroying the world.

The hand holding the phone gradually tightened, and the blue veins became prominent. When it came to the end, the phone drew an arc in the air and hit the opposite wall.

After a loud noise, the screen of the phone shattered to the ground.

Song Yuan looked at the phone, not knowing whether to say that the quality was too good, or that he should not be killed, it was not scrapped.

At this time, Song Yuan knew what made Lu Yanmu angry.

Gu Qingmang was alone with a man, and the shooting angle was extremely tricky. Gu Qingmang smiled, and the man's hand happened to rest on her shoulder, his eyes were full of spoiling. This looks like a man and a woman who are secretly dating outside.

If this is the case, it's fine, there is still room for defense, the most terrible thing is that this man turned out to be Zhao Xiyuan!

Whether it is true or not, this alone is enough to make Sanye angry.

He silently lit wax for Gu Qingmang in his heart.

"Bring it back!" Lu Yanmu said in a low voice, without any emotion, with a very close feeling of oppression.

Song Yuan was stunned for a moment. After seeing his gloomy expression, he instantly reacted and said it was Gu Qingmang.

He took out his cell phone and dialed a call, said a few words in a low voice, then hung up, and then replied to Lu Yanmu: "San Ye, please go down."

Lu Yanmu didn't talk, leaning back in his chair, his face extremely ugly.

Song Yuan sighed lowly, and finally stopped for a while, how could it feel like another **** storm.

These two people must have been enemies in their previous lives.

When Song Yuan wanted to escape from the office surrounded by this depressing and suffocating atmosphere, the phone with a cracked screen dinged, which was a reminder sound from WeChat.

Lu Yanmu, who was in anger, lost his mind to look. Song Yuan glanced around and found that it was the news from Gu Qingmang.