You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

After Qing Mang left the study, he went straight back to Lu Yanmu's bedroom.

Standing in the cloakroom, with his hands wrapped around his chest, with a cold face, looking at his cloakroom, he stretched out his hand and scratched his hair.

They are all classic black-and-white suits and shirts. In his wardrobe, there will never be one more color. It is undoubtedly cool.

Well, the clothes are monotonous, but when worn on his body, the oncoming is full of sense of luxury. According to Lu Yanmu's temperament, even if he randomly distributes goods, he will be able to show you a high standard in minutes.

The frigid nature, the sense of high class that has nowhere to rest, coupled with Lu Yanmu's cold and abstinent temperament, is simply something that people can't hold themselves on.

God has always treated Lu Yanmu extremely preferentially.

Seeing that Qing Mang didn't have any clothes to match, he took a few shirts and stuffed them into the suitcase.

After finishing all the clothes, Qingmang squatted beside the suitcase, always feeling as if something was missing.

Hmm... I thought about it carefully with my head, as if he was missing his changed underwear?

Thinking of preparing such intimate and intimate clothing, her face blushed a little, and she suddenly became a little embarrassed.

Reached out and touched her nose, her eyes rolled, and finally she went to the closet cheeky, huh...she really didn't seem to know which drawer his underwear was in.

When he opened the drawer in the corner, Qingmang's face flushed red.

All of them are Lu Yanmu's... boxer shorts...

I haven't seen it before, but it's another matter to get started directly.

With a blushing face, Qing Mang reached out and took two or three of them, and wanted to throw them out of his suitcase.

However, after getting started, I inexplicably discovered that this quality is surprisingly good?

Holding it in her hand, it was silky and smooth, even with a cool touch, so she couldn't help but unfolded it and took a closer look.

After seeing the size of the boxer briefs, Qingmang's face became even more red, um...this size is very good.

Just when Qing Mang was fascinated by it, Lu Yanmu pushed the door and came in. What he saw was Qing Mang staring at his underwear, which seemed to be very researching.

"Ahem..." Lu Yanmu coughed slightly, a trace of embarrassment across his face.

Qing Mang heard the cough, raised his eyes, and suddenly ran into Lu Yanmu's deep and teasing eyes.

Qing Mang looked like he was caught for doing bad things, his head didn't react, and he put his hands behind him, stuttering and saying, "You... why did you come in without knocking?"

Qing Mang, who was in a panic, had obviously forgotten that what he had entered was his room, where he needed to knock on the door.

Lu Yanmu was embarrassed to see Qingmang's cheeks reddened, and looked very cute.

Raising his foot and walking towards her, Qing Mang stepped back a little because of his approach, and finally hit the cloakroom directly, with no way out.

Lu Yanmu circled the green mansions between the cloakroom and him, put his hands on her ears, and looked down at the somewhat awkward little woman.

The height of 1.85 meters and the height of 1.68 meters set off the petite and exquisite appearance.

Bend down slowly, narrowing the distance between the two a little bit.

Qingmang smelled the cold scent of pine wood, and his nose was all his breath, and instantly became a little dazed.

She has always liked the smell of Lu Yanmu, and she feels full of security.

But why is the area covered by this shadow getting bigger and bigger?