You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

"Lu Yanmu, why!" Yan Qiu changed his previous calmness, his expression a bit angry.

After she knew it, she just wanted to ask Lu Yanmu why she was doing this to her.

Lu Yanmu was silent, and did not speak.

There is no explanation for this matter.

But Lu Yanmu, who was so silent, directly angered Yan Qiu, gritted his teeth and said: "Since you don't say anything, then I just want you to look at your beloved and die in front of you!"

After Yan Qiu had finished speaking, the glass frame that had already stopped pouring water had already started pouring again.

Qingmang can only raise his head and try not to be submerged by water.

She didn't want to speak, and didn't want to affect Lu Yanmu. She couldn't let Lu Yanmu be distracted at this juncture.

At the beginning, she was already thinking about how to break away from the rope that held her hand. As long as the rope could be untied, she would be able to hold it for a while.

Seeing Qingmang's hard struggle, Lu Yanmu's eyes were already stained with scarlet red, and he snorted, "Enough Yan Qiu!"

Yan Qiu was just smiling, her eyes filled with coldness, "How can it be enough, not enough, I can only relieve the pain in my heart by watching you hurt."

Lu Yanmu raised the pistol from his pocket and shot it at the glass door, but it didn't make a difference.

"Don't bother, this glass is bulletproof!" Yan Qiu fluttered a word.

Naturally, Lu Yanmu knew it, but he was reconciled at all. He shot a few more shots at the glass, and the glass showed no signs of cracking.

In this short period of time, the water has spread from Qingmang's shoulder to the position of his chin.

Lu Yanmu's expression was full of anger, and he whispered: "Song Yuan!"

During the nonsense with Yan Qiu, he was actually delaying the reality, and Song Yuan brought a group of people to solve most of the people ambushing here.

After hearing Lu Yanmu's call, Song Yuan immediately replied, "San Ye, I will find a place to control the amount of water."

Lu Yanmu's expression was very bad. He watched Qingmang inside, struggling a little, and slowly the water spread to her lips, and soon it was the position of the nose.

Lu Yanmu saw that the water was about to flood Qingmang's nose, the anger between his eyebrows was faint, and the coldness all over his body seemed to freeze this place alive.

"Enough!" Lu Yanmu let out a low voice, his teeth clenched, his face churning with anger.

Watching Lu Yanmu's expression change, Yan Qiu finally had a smile on his face slowly spreading.

"Lu Yanmu, do you feel distressed?" Yan Qiu's expression was faint, but his smile on his face was more than concealing the desolation in his heart.

Unexpectedly, one day, to be able to see this person who is so proud that others' lives and deaths are less than anything else, will show such a nervous look, is it considered that she has not lived up to her behavior today.

"But, I just don't want you to do what you want!" Yan Qiu's eyes were filled with a bit of coldness, "You don't want her to die, but I just want you to watch, the beloved dies in front of you. The look of your helplessness makes you feel heartache every time you think of this thing when you dream back in the middle of the night."

Yan Qiu almost gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with undisguised hatred.

She hates Lu Yanmu, but she doesn't love her!

Lu Yanmu's expression finally disintegrated, and his expression was a little flustered, watching Qingmang raise his head, struggling a little with his hands, trying to break free, but the rope became more and more tight, and he couldn't get out of it.