You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

"Want me to wash for you?" Lu Yanmu said in a low and **** voice in her ear.

"Um..." Qing Mang's face rubbed **** him. After he had rubbed enough, he came out of his arms and took the toothbrush and water: "I'll do it myself."

Lu Yanmu pinched her face, completely helpless.

"I'll go out and wait for you." Lu Yanmu kissed her on the cheek before going out.

Qing Mang directly sat on the marble countertop and brushed his teeth. After the brushing was done, he came down to wash his face.

After washing, I looked at the person in the glasses, his complexion was rosy, his skin was as white as fat, showing a bit of beauty.

She didn't belong to the innocent type, her face was like a flower of wealth in the world, and she was too glamorous.

It seems that I really slept well yesterday, and my mental state looks very good.

After Qing Mang had finished washing, Lu Yanmu had changed his clothes and was wearing a tie straight ahead.

Qing Mang glanced at him and wiped his hands, leaned forward to tiptoe up and tie him up.

Lu Yanmu half hugged Qingmang's waist. From his angle, he could just see the water droplets hanging on the girl's long eyelashes. As she blinked, it became more charming.

Qing Mang quickly tied his tie with his hands and feet, took a step back and looked at it, nodding in satisfaction, "Um... it looks good."

Lu Yanmu looked in the mirror and nodded, "Well, it's really good."

Qing Mang sat in front of the dressing table, picked up some bottles and jars, and began to greet his face.

Lu Yanmu put it on his shoulders, picked up a glass bottle, glanced at it, put it down, and said lightly, "There will be professional makeup for you later, eh?"

"Okay." Qing Mang replied, just putting on a layer of makeup.

There are professional services, and she is too lazy to move. Recently, there is only one word, that is, lazy, too lazy.

While Qing Mang was applying the liquid foundation, Lu Yanmu took out the clothes from the closet and asked her to change it. Qing Mang didn't even look at it, so he picked it up and changed it.

She can still trust Lu Yanmu's vision.

After Qing Mang was replaced, Lu Yanmu went out with someone directly.

It was the first time Qing Mang came out with Lu Yanmu after so many days.

Looking at the constantly reflecting Parisian streetscape, Qingmang only felt that it was so beautiful, and a strong Parisian atmosphere came to his face.

Perhaps every girl has a romantic dream and an inexplicable fascination for romance.

The car stopped in a wedding shop and Lu Yanmu walked in with his arms half-armed by Qingmang's waist.

When they saw them coming in, the clerk bowed to Lu Yanmu at 45 degrees, with a respectful look.

When Qing Mang saw it, he couldn't help wondering whether this was also one of Lu's industries.

It looks like a courtesy to the boss.

"This is also Lu's property?" Qing Mang pulled the corner of La Lu Yanmu's clothes and asked in a low voice.

"If you want, you can." Lu Yanmu replied quietly.

"No." Qing Mang refused directly.

This store doesn't match Lu's style, so don't think about this kind of thing, it's already very good.

When they came in, a clerk was already leading them forward, talking with Lu Yanmu in French as they walked.

Qing Mang couldn't understand, but Lu Yanmu didn't feel any pressure at all. The French he spoke was extremely authentic, and there was not much difference at all.

Qing Mang listened to the French fluent from the man's mouth, inexplicably pleasant, like the sound of plucking the strings of a cello, so I can hear what I don't want.