You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

After a long period of cold wind blowing at the door, Qing Mang dragged his feet upstairs.

As soon as he stepped into the door, he was pulled by a force and then squeaked. The door was closed, and the person was already at the door.

What followed was the familiar fragrance of pine wood, mixed with a touch of wine, and fiery, domineering kisses.

Faced with everything that happened suddenly, Qing Mang was a little caught off guard. He didn't expect Lu Yanmu to be there, and he still drank alcohol.

I pushed him with my hands, but he was pressed tightly, and there was almost no gap between the two people.

When he came up, Lu Yanmu's hand held his head from the beginning to step by step. Qing Mang stretched out his hand to block it, but he held it down and buckled it directly on top of his head.

Her hands were so crushed that she couldn't even move her body. Such Lu Yanmu made her a bit strange and familiar.

When she refused in her previous life, Lu Yanmu forced her to submit in this way.

It's just that she resisted each time at the beginning, and later, she also perished.

At the end, Qing Mang gave up the resistance directly. Anyway, she had been psychologically prepared for all this, but it happened at this time, which made her seem to be some illusion of becoming a substitute.

The temperature in the room rose gradually with the kiss, the breathing of the two people gradually became heavier, and their clothes were already messy.

Just when Qing Mang thought that Lu Yanmu was going to do her directly, Lu Yanmu let go and changed it to embrace.

Slightly thick and heavy breathing sounded in her ears, through the thin clothes, she could feel the hot temperature on his body.

After a long pause, Lu Yanmu didn't mean to continue down. He just hugged her, almost weighing all the weight on her.

Such Lu Yanmu surprised her, and she was not used to it.

Pushing with his hand, he whispered: "Lu Yanmu..."

"Yeah." Lu Yanmu put his arms around her, his voice was particularly dull and low, and it was a bit sexy.

"Did you...drink?" Qing Mang asked softly.

When he came here, he had already tasted the taste of the wine. It was not rich, but according to Lu Yanmu's drink volume, it made him slightly out of control and already drank a lot.

"Yeah." Lu Yanmu simply replied, without any intention to conceal it.

"Why drink?"

"It seems to make you angry."

When Qing Mang heard this, he didn't know whether it should be funny or angry.

I also know that she was angry, but as a result she drank so much, she didn't seem to have done anything wrong and reflected on it.

When she got here, she disappeared even with the last bit of depression in her heart.

"You throw me away first, so I can't breathe." Qing Mang pushed him.

After a pause, Lu Yanmu released his hand and looked at her through the dim light. His eyes were deep and hot, and the eyes that looked at her were like trying to take her apart and swallow her.

She had seen such eyes several times in her previous life, but in this life, this was the first time that Lu Yanmu had an obvious possessiveness towards her.

Qing Mang swallowed, his eyes dodge a little, not knowing what Lu Yanmu wanted to do.

He seldom has such an out of control side. Only when he is helpless by her, will he lose control, torturing her at the same time, he is also torturing himself.

Lu Yanmu looked at her for a long time, and finally stretched out her hand to stroke her messy hair and clothes due to the action just now, and finally beat her horizontally and walked inside...