You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

Lu Yanmu's eyes were deep, and he said coldly: "I don't think it, but it's as if he's being scornful."

Qing Mang:! ! !

What? Suddenly I felt unable to chat anymore. Lu Yanmu had changed his heart! ! !

Qing Mang squeezed the soft flesh between his waist and abdomen, with a grin on his face, but no mercy in his hands. "Give you a chance to say it again. Say it well."

I have to say that if a woman gets angry, she is not at all ambiguous. She pinches a person, as if she used the strength of a breastfeeding force, making Lu Yanmu frown slightly.

Lu Yanmu looked at the smile on Qingmang's face, with a faint smile on the corners of his lips, but she was so young that she was inexplicably defeated by her appearance.

"Yes, you are the smartest, with clear thinking and clear logic. You have never seen anyone smarter than you." Lu Yanmu said as he looked at the woman who was about to explode.

If it doesn't go well, I am afraid that tomorrow morning, my waist and abdomen will be purple.

This girl didn't show any mercy at all.

Qing Mang then let go of his hand contentedly, very satisfied with his performance.

After releasing his hand, he pretended to ask thoughtfully, "Does the pinch hurt? If the pinch hurts, I will feel distressed."

When Qing Mang spoke, he was extremely sincere and completely genuine. Lu Yanmu couldn't help being amused by the appearance between them.

"Why don't you try?" Lu Yanmu looked at her, not smiling.

Qing Mang quickly moved his seat and moved a little further away from him, with a somewhat stiff smile, "No, you are welcome."

But, she still didn't believe that Lu Yanmu could pinch it.

"Looking at my cute face, did you pinch it?" Qing Mang leaned his face over, with a sincere expression, blinking his eyes, very cute.

Lu Yanmu looked at Qingmang for a while, his deep eyes drew across her eyebrows, nose, and finally landed on the seductive cherry lips. His pupils shrank slightly, his throat slid and eased, and he reached out and pinched her directly. Face, "What do you mean?"

Qingmang rubbed his face with little hands, pouting his mouth, and stared at him very resentfully, "So cruel..."

He thought he was just talking about it, how did he know it was true, did he really think that her face was made of tofu, pinching so hard.

"Huh? What are you talking about?" Lu Yanmu lifted his eyes slightly, staring at Qingmang with a deep gaze, with a bit of oppression.

It seemed that as long as she dared to say yes, she would look heinous.

Qing Mang pouted a small mouth with a bit of resentment in his heart, but when facing him, he pretended not to care at all.

"Um...nothing, that means you are very gentle and considerate, considerate, and very good." Qing Mang said with no spine.

Well, in a relationship, there is nothing to win or lose, there is only acceptance. Anyway, Lu Yanmu's heart is with her, what else can she worry about.

Can only make him happy, as if the rest is nothing.

Lu Yanmu was slightly happy because of Qingmang's words, and even his eyes became gentle.

"I will try my best to come back." Lu Yanmu said lightly, a step backwards towards Qingmang.

"Do you have to go?" Qing Mang thought for a while, not afraid that he would go, anyway, in the end, Song Yuan went for him.

What she worries now is that something will happen to Song Yuan this time out. If something happens, I don't know if it will be as safe as the previous life.