Chapter 186

Just as she poked her pen into her head, Lu yanmu reached for her pen, turned around the book and began to write and draw on it.

Qingmang, holding his cheek, is watching, writing and solving exercises. His clear-cut hand and strong handwriting are in line with Lu yanmu.

While Qingmang is looking at his hand, Lu yanmu has written down the steps to solve the problem. She turned the book around and handed it to her. "Look."

"Lu yanmu, you know, I've been there all the time." Qing mang buried his face in his chest and murmured.

Many things choose to ignore, not because there is no existence, just don't want to put it to the point, maybe after that, even the present warmth is not in.

Qingmang listened to his heart beating at this time, and felt a little sad. Although they can often get bored with each other, the gap in their hearts is always there.

Maybe there are some things that are not so hard to let go.

Lu yanmu's head was against the top of green Mans, and he took a deep breath with his eyes closed. His cold look gradually eased.

For a man like Lu yanmu, dignity is more important than anything else. As his woman, he can only give him warmth. As for the rest, he can only undertake it by himself.

Qing mang arched in his arms, but he didn't ask any more questions. He just hugged him harder.

Lu yanmu turned and held her in his arms and patted her, "it's OK. Don't think about it."

Why doesn't it look like it's ok? Whether in his previous life or in this life, Lu yanmu has carried too much on his back, which is inexplicably painful.

Qing mang rubbed his head against him, "is it really OK?"

When the girl came into contact with him, her thoughts suddenly returned to her mind and grasped the small hands, and said faintly, "nothing."

He walked over and put his arm around his waist. His head was leaning against his back. He asked in a soft voice, "what's the matter?"

Lonely? Green mang some can't believe that rubbing his eyes, Lu yanmu how can be lonely? But at this time, he seems to have that feeling.

Looking up at Lu yanmu, he found that he was standing in front of the window and looking out. The sun was shining on him, and his figure was a little lonely.

When Qing mang finished a paper, he took a long sigh of relief and stretched out. He felt refreshed, and his mood improved a lot, but his brain was too much.

Qingmang, who devotes himself to the exercises, is oblivious to this. Naturally, Lu yanmu, who missed this time, is so gentle and indulged in her eyes.

Lu yanmu did not speak. He just sat quietly beside her, occasionally watching her do her homework, occasionally flipping through her textbooks, and more often than not, looking at her.

He leaned over and gave him a smack in the face and said, "thank you." Then I went to do my own exercises.

Green mang took back the rest of his ideas, and glanced over his writing, and suddenly realized that he patted his head. She's such a pig brain, she didn't think of this method.

Lu yanmu held her in his arms. He did not speak, nor did he say anything else. He just held his watch more tightly to understand his mood at this time.

After a long delay, Lu yanmu relaxed a little, "go to eat. After eating, go and choose something." He patted green Mang's back to show her to let go.

Green mang er a, and rubbed after rub, this just let go of hand, change to pull in his arm place, "go."