You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

Qing Mang took a sip on his face, with a sweet look, "I know, but I just want to talk, don't you even talk to me?"

Qingmang pouted a small mouth, his face was a little unhappy.

Lu Yanmu was rather helpless and pressed his eyebrows. There was a feeling that Qing Mang shouldn't be so indulged, but whenever he wanted to be serious about Qing Mang, he couldn't hold back her acting like a baby. Afterwards, he usually didn't touch the bottom line and followed her Up.

For a long time, I'm afraid I won't be able to control her in the future, but he seems to be enjoying it.

"Go to school, eh?" Lu Yanmu pinched Qingmang's face, urging her to clean up.

Qing Mang lay on Lu Yanmu's body, holding his arm and glanced at the time, as if it was almost the same.

"Okay, let's go." Qing Mang stood up, clapped his hands, his expression relaxed.

"Yeah." Lu Yanmu responded indifferently, and naturally took Qingmang's hand and pulled her out.

Qing Mang took his arm along the way, and leaned his head on his shoulder very affectionately, looking extremely happy and harmonious.

When sitting in the car, Lu Yanmu had a serious face, sitting upright, without the legendary hunchback and chest. On the other hand, looking at the green mans, how comfortable he was, the whole person was almost paralyzed, like It's an octopus, so soft.

Lu Yanmu glanced at her, his brows frowned slightly, and he was a little uncomfortable. He stretched out his hand and pulled her up, trying to make her sit more straight.

Qing Mang was tossed by him and felt his eyes, and he sat silently and straightened a little bit. However, after a while, he slowly collapsed a little while sitting down and turned into a soft and prone appearance.

In the end, Lu Yanmu hugged her over, let her sit on her lap, fixed her big palm on her waist and abdomen, making her straighten her waist.

"Sit up straight." Lu Yanmu fixed on her waist and said in a deep voice.

"Okay." Qing Mang replied, being held in this way by him, he couldn't even sit upright, like this.

If she could do this every day, it would be no problem for her to do so often.

It's great to think about it. It's a shame not to have such a good coach.

Lu Yanmu is not a talkative person. Generally, he doesn't take the initiative to talk to him when he has nothing to do. Qing Mang is also used to his silence, and he won't feel embarrassed if he doesn't speak.

Qing Mang Xiao pulled his big palm, pulled his fingers, and consciously or unconsciously played with his fingers. At first, he didn't find it interesting. After playing for a few times, he found it very interesting, so he focused on playing with his fingers.

"Is it fun?" Lu Yanmu lowered his eyes and watched the simple little hands turning around his fingertips, making a cold voice.

"Well, it's kind of fun." Qing Mang was playing vigorously, and answered casually.

It is really rare to see such a long and beautiful finger like him. The joints are distinct and the slenderness is equal. This is the rhythm of the legendary hand model.

After Lu Yanmu listened, he remained silent, and looked down at Qingmang, with a rare smile on his face.

"Lu Yanmu, if you say that if you can take away your hand, if you can take it away, I can take your hand back to school. When I think about you, I will take it out of my pocket and have a look. You can solve the sadness of lovesickness. Are you right? ?"

Qing Mang looked up at him with a small head, with a sweet smile on his face, which made him look pretty.

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