You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

This depressiveness is too depressing in my heart, and Qingmang has an unusual reaction today.

"Well, I haven't been with you for so many days. Tomorrow is all your time." Lu Yanmu lowered his body to reach Qingmang's ear, and said lightly.

Qing Mang gave a hum, but didn't react much.

There is no need to worry about the wedding at all. She knows that Lu Yanmu can arrange it well, and she doesn't have to worry about it at all.

"Don't want to know where to go?" Lu Yanmu looked at Qingmang's lack of energy, and wanted to tease her.

"Hmm...I can trust you, knowing that our Sanye personally arranged, where can we go." Qing Mang finally had a smile on his face.

If I pulled a face by myself, I would feel shameless.

Lu Yanmu's thoughts can be quite guessed.

Lu Yanmu blew Qingmang's hair, and then sat on her lap with his arms around her waist.

"Are you blaming me for not being with you these days?" Lu Yanmu's voice was low and sexy.

Qing Mang looked at the person in the mirror. The bathrobe was loose and the hair was slightly messy. However, he was born with a good skin bag, which looked just as good under the warm yellow orange lamp.

Qingmang licked his lips and pinched his face, then buried his face on his chest, wrapped his hands around his waist, and muttered: "Um... No, I'm just a little bit emotional."

She knows that this emotion cannot be sent to others, but sometimes she just can't help it.

If she can hold it back, she is probably a perfect person who can no longer be perfect.

She is already trying her best to restrain her little willfulness, knowing that she can't be too willful and can't foster bad emotions.

This is the truth in the legend, I know it, but I just don't want to hear it.

Fortunately, I also met Lu Yanmu. If someone else was, I would definitely not be so tolerant of myself.

"Well, you can tell me if you are unhappy, if you can't help it, you can scold me and beat me, but don't hold it in your heart, okay? I will feel bad when I hurt my body." Lu Yanmu hugged Qingmang and did not move her. She is holding.

He is not afraid of Qingmang's emotions, but he is afraid that Qingmang will hold all emotions in his heart, and it will not be a good result if it bursts out after accumulation.

Qing Mang's head was suffocated in his arms, and then dumbly said: "I see."

You know that Lu Yanmu really condoned her too much.

If you change to someone else, how can you be so spoiled, about Mo would say, just a fight.

Lu Yanmu played with her hair in his hand, and then asked, "Would you like to go for a walk?"

"No more, so late, let's go to sleep." Qing Mang refused.

I don't want to go, I'm too lazy to move, I'm too lazy recently, too lazy, I just want to stay in the house, any place is far away.

Lu Yanmu was spoiled, as if as long as he said anything was right, he supported no matter what choice he made, and he was going to spoil Qing Mang to the point of lawlessness.

"Then you are going to sleep?" Lu Yanmu asked softly.

"Well, I want to hug." Qing Mang's whole body was pulled on Lu Yanmu's body like an octopus, and his voice was lazy.

She was so lazy that she wanted to be hugged even a few steps away.

However, Lu Yanmu is also a wife slave, even if he wants him to go upstairs and downstairs with his back on his back, he has no regrets.

As soon as Qing Mang's voice fell, he rose into the air, and was hugged onto the bed by Lu Yanmu.