Chapter 41

After arriving at the living room, Lu yanmu put his schoolbag on the sofa and sat down. He looked up at Gu Qingmang sitting next to him. His deep eyes flashed across his eyes.

Green mans noticed the light of the eyes, pretended not to know to lower his head to smooth the folds on the school uniform, a pair of small hands on the blue and white school uniform, more white.

Lu yanmu followed her movements and looked at her. His hands made him lose his mind for a moment. It was the hands that made him fascinated.

The third master's mind is really hard to guess. Although they used to make them stare at Miss Gu, they did not make a fuss, which made the third master angry and had to follow the aftermath.

He knew these things for a long time, but the third master did not ask, and he did not dare to say these things.

Song Yuan looked at him carefully, carefully considered the report, for fear that he would not be happy. In the end, he lowered his head and did not speak again.

Song Yuan was stunned by an inexplicable sentence. It took a second or two to react. He asked about Gu Qingmang's affairs. He knew clearly that he would report to him all the news that had happened this week.

After a long pause, Lu yanmu moved his body. "What's going on this week?"

As soon as Song Yuan saw such a scene, he knew that he was thinking and did not dare to interrupt him. He had to stand quietly and wait for him to speak.

There is no change in his cold face. Under his deep eyes, he is calm and calm, but he has a little sharp. His thin lips are slightly pursed, his eyebrows are slightly wrinkled, his fingers are on the back of the chair, and he occasionally taps on the table top, which seems to be thinking about something.

Song Yuan didn't hear the sound. The atmosphere of the whole room was a little heavy. He felt uneasy. He looked up at the man quietly.

Some of the light was obscured by the half covered curtains. The light in the huge study was just a little dim at this time. Lu yanmu was leaning on the back of his chair with a vague expression on his face.

"Third master." Song Yuan stood in front of the desk, looking down at the floor under his feet, silently bearing the cold feelings of men in front of him.

……

Green mang picked up his schoolbag from the sofa and, passing by the kitchen, explained a few words, and then followed a step to the upstairs.

Forget it, let him do something at this time. First, she read the meeting letter, and then go to shun Mao later.

Before she said anything, she began to sulk. If she really said something and added more flavor, he would have to blow up his hair.

He sighed in his heart. Lu yanmu was more uncertain than a woman.

Qingmang felt his inexplicably cold attitude and felt that Lu yanmu was angry.

Lu yanmu glanced at her sideways and gave her a faint hum. Expressionless, he stood up and went straight up the stairs and went back to the study.

Continue to have a ride, not a match to smooth clothes, casually answer: "no ah, very good ah."

After hearing the question, Lu yanmu must have known something, but these things can't be said from her mouth.

Green mans at the beginning is to cover up just to smooth the wrinkles, the results of the stroke on the addiction, play some fun.

Inadvertently reached out to loosen the necktie on the neck, slow look, cold voice: "this week in school can be busy?"

Although there was no big event this week, every time Miss Gu went back to school, it would not be a trivial matter.

At the end of the day, they are the ones who suffer.

The Third Master of his family really dotes on Miss Gu.