You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

The person who hit Qingmang was a drunkard who was so drunk that he could smell the smell of alcohol a few steps away.

Subconsciously, Qing Mang doesn't like to entangle with such people more. People who are drunk may not even be able to control their conscious limbs.

Qing Mang wanted to leave without wanting to entangle or ask him to apologize. When passing by the drunk, he was suddenly grabbed.

"You let go!" Qing Mang's face instantly became cold.

She didn't like other people's contact, she didn't like it at all, except for Lu Yanmu, everyone felt uncomfortable touching her.

I don't know if it was infected by Lu Yanmu, she always felt that others were a bit dirty.

The drunk was drunk and didn't know what he was doing. He just felt as if he had been hit by someone. What he saw when he opened his eyes was the shadow of a woman, and it looked good.

"You hit me, don't need to apologize?!" The drunk was dizzy when he spoke.

When he opened his mouth, a strong scent of wine rushed into his face, and it was a little uncomfortable to choke on the green light.

"Don't let go?!" Qing Mang's expression was already cold by three points.

Originally thinking that people were drunk and didn't want to do more fuss, besides, this was Lu Yanmu's place and didn't want to make trouble here.

"Don't let go!"

As soon as the drunk had spoken, Qing Mang took off his wrist with a click in the next second.

"Ah!" a scream yelled from the drunkard's mouth, and the painful pain caused the drunk to wake up.

After realizing what Qing Mang had done, he immediately scolded, "You stinky watch, how dare you touch me?"

When he heard the drunk calls, his friends also came out and asked.

"What happened to the money?"

One of them stepped forward to hold on to Mr. Qian's body and asked.

Mr. Qian angrily glanced at Qingmang on the opposite side, "That watch hit me and wanted to run, and I let someone apologize and I took off my wrist directly!"

The pain of dislocation caused fine sweat to ooze from his forehead, and the pain was a bit severe.

Qing Mang looked at Mr. Qian indifferently, and a cold smile appeared on the corners of his lips.

Very good, give it a go, she has never seen such a person.

"Did you?" The person who spoke to Mr. Qian before glanced at the green mans, his eyes were full of disdain.

"Well, I unloaded it." Qing Mang deserved to be open, completely as if he was an old lady.

It was this appearance that made Qian always tickled with hatred. After the pain dispelled his alcoholic spirit, seeing such a beautiful person suddenly moved some crooked thoughts.

He has watched a lot of women, but it has been a long time since he saw such a beautiful, tender and transparent person.

It's so tender, maybe it's still a young child, and the taste is probably not bad.

Jiuzhuang urged people to courage. After he drank too much money, his courage became a little fatter, and his eyes looked at Qingmang with a bit of wretchedness.

Ignoring the hanging wrists, a greasy smile appeared on his face, "If you stay with me tonight, I won't care about you."

Qing Mang was disgusted by his wretched eyes, greasy to greasy, not only greasy but also blessed, his face looked gray, and it was an over-indulgence appearance.

This kind of person doesn't deserve to shine her shoes!

"If you don't want to die, go quickly!" Qing Mang lost his temper.

No one will have a good temper when being looked at like this.

After speaking, Qing Mang didn't want to talk nonsense with him, turned around and wanted to leave. After two steps helplessly, Mr. Qian winked at the person next to him, and then blocked Qing Mang's road.