You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

Qing Mang cleared his throat and spoke very seriously: "Well...this kind of thing, it can only be understood, not explained. I understand, but I won't tell you, you can understand it yourself."

Well, in fact, she is someone who doesn't know anything, but occasionally she likes to pretend to be coercive. Anyway, she has always just pretended to be in front of Lu Yanmu, and she is more clear in front of outsiders than ever.

Lu Yanmu laughed lowly, looking rather indulgent, knowing Qingmang's careful thoughts, but he didn't reveal it.

When Qing Mang saw that light smile of Lu Yanmu, she felt that the flowers in her heart were blooming, and she was still swaying gently along the wind, causing her flowers and branches to tremble.

Damn, when Lu Yanmu laughed, he couldn't look good. A small heart couldn't stand it anymore. It turned into a star in a second.

The consequence of shaking the gods is that before turning his head, his claws have reached Lu Yanmu, pinched his handsome face, and sighed with satisfaction: "It's slippery!"

Why does he have a man's face that is more beautiful and slippery than hers? I simply don't want her to live and be angry.

If this goes on, what advantage does she have at all, she feels a touch of sadness when she thinks about it.

My own man is too good, and as a woman, the pressure is great.

When Qing Mang's hand touched his face, Lu Yanmu leaned back and was stunned for a while. When he heard Qing Mang's sigh, he almost wanted to beat her.

I didn't learn anything well, and I actually learned how to be a hooligan

He stretched out his hand and squeezed her face for a while, and the painful Qingmang yelled, "It hurts, it hurts, tap it lightly."

When Lu Yanmu let go, he rubbed his cheeks with a grievance on his face. How could this person bear such a heavy hand? Is it true that her face was pinched with silicone?

"What if my face is broken by you?" Qing Mang murmured a bit of resentment as he looked at him.

Lu Yanmu's lips curled up with a smile, and he couldn't help teasing: "It's done?"

"Original clothes are natural!" Qing Mang went back unconvinced, and actually dared to question whether her face was neat. "Have you ever seen such a natural and beautiful face?"

Do you still have any eyesight, dare to say that on her face, do you want to sleep tonight?

"It's not so good, it's not so easy to break it." Lu Yanmu didn't give face to tear down.

"You..." Qing Mang was choked by his words and couldn't speak, pouting his small mouth and staring at him angrily, so incomprehensible.

Seeing Qing Mang's frizzy look, Lu Yanmu felt in a good mood for some reason. A smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and the feeling of being bullied by Qing Mang tonight slowly faded away.

Qing Mang saw him smiling. Although she looked very good, she looked very upset. She stretched out her hand to hook his arm, stretched her head up, and bit down on his arm directly.

Make him laugh, is it funny to be so hungry? Humph.

Lu Yanmu, who didn't expect Qingmang to speak, was a little caught off guard, only felt that his arm was covered by a warm lip, and then the pain was the tooth biting on the skin.

With this bite, although Qingmang took his strength, thinking of Lu Yanmu's thick skin, Qingmang also bite harder, making him laugh.

Lu Yanmu was bitten by Qingmang and took a breath of air-conditioning. He frowned slightly, didn't he just throw her away.