You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

He raised his head slightly, and without warning, the green lips directly met Lu Yanmu's thin lips hanging down.

With a soft touch in the coolness, this is a familiar scene that has happened countless times.

As far as she is concerned, she is very used to it.

Lu Yanmu didn't have much thoughts. When the green lips were covered, he was taken aback for a while, kissed for a while, and then moved away.

"Take the initiative to seduce and seduce you?" Lu Yanmu smiled at the corners of his lips, joking about what Qing Mang did just now.

The cold breath hit his face, the green mansions were slightly embarrassed, and the blush on both sides of his cheeks became more obvious.

Turning his head slightly, he muttered: "No, I accidentally bumped into..."

And, does she need to take the initiative to hook up? Even if he doesn't hook up, Lu Yanmu is already hers.

"Oh?" Lu Yanmu looked at the blush on her face, feeling very happy. "Not taking the initiative, why are you so absorbed in studying with my clothes?"

Qing Mang: "..."

She just looked at it a few more times. Where did she study it?

"I didn't." Qing Mang denied it.

"Really?" Lu Yanmu's voice was deep and sexy, with a bit of coldness.

With long arms around Qingmang's back, he took the clothes from her soft, boneless hands, took a look at them, and asked her sideways, "What's this? Huh?"

Qing Mang was slightly embarrassed, with his hands behind his back, his face turned to one side, and he spoke unnaturally: "Not to pack your luggage."

He had known that she would not take these boxer briefs, so he didn't have to change them, and he was still teasing her! ! !

"Heh." Lu Yanmu let out a low smile, a deep and **** voice overflowing from his throat, with a touch of charm.

Qing Mang smiled, a little lost, knowing that he was a good-looking smile, he was a walking evildoer, but he didn't expect that his voice was so charming even when he laughed.

I simply couldn't restrain him from throwing him to a certain place and doing something indescribable.

I couldn't help but stretched out his hand and pinched his face, somehow feeling that the hand feels particularly good.

"You look so beautiful when you smile. When you are in front of me, smile more. Don't always keep a straight face. It's not good." Qingmang was fat and said his request.

Lu Yanmu was quite familiar with Qing Mang's behavior, but stared at her quietly without speaking.

After so long together, Qingmang's courage was fat enough to no longer be fat, pinching his face, and then slowly sliding down his cheeks.

A little bit across his thin lips, handsome chin, raised Adam's apple, **** collarbone, and finally stayed on the strong chest, a small hand circling on it, slightly raised eyebrows and looked at him. There was a bit of charm in his eyes.

Qing Mang was teasing and charming, and looked at him with pure eyes, and opened her lips lightly: "Brother, make an appointment? Huh?"

Lu Yanmu's eyes sank, his eyes suddenly became slightly hot, and there was a bit of light in his green eyes.

Rolling his throat twice, his eyes tightened on Qingmang's delicate little face, and his thin lips moved, his eyes shiningly looked at her, the deep eyes seemed to see her through.

The big palm grabbed Qing Mang's small hand that was messing up on his chest, and moved forward, locking Qing Mang tightly between his body and the wall, leaving no gaps...