You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

Qing Mang rubbed aside, raised his face, and smiled at him, "But what should I do if I just want to make trouble?"

Relying on the present, there is no fear.

Lu Yanmu put down the pen in his hand, turned her around and sat on her lap, with a calm face, "Qing Mang, don't make trouble!"

The former Qing Mang was so paranoid that he was helpless, but now Qing Mang was so enthusiastic that he could not adapt.

For her transformation, I want to explore, but if the answer behind the transformation is not the answer he wants, when I don’t know anything, it will be a better result.

Looking at his face, Qing Mang couldn't help but smirk with his mouth pursed. Such innocent Lu Yanmu can only be seen at this time.

In the past, she always felt that Lu Yanmu was indifferent, but now, she feels that Lu Yanmu is just too abstinent and self-sufficient. Such a man feels more taught by Tiao.

She couldn't help but want to tease Lu Yanmu more.

The little head plunged directly into the man's chest, his little face rubbed against his shirt, "Um... don't you like me? But I want to get close to you. It's rare to come back, you don't want me. ?"

Speaking of this level, I suddenly thought that when I saw her back last night, he didn't seem to be surprised. His face didn't show any surprise from the beginning to the end, it was as cold as a day for thousands of years.

I really want to know if he did the same when he was a kid.

After hearing her words, Lu Yanmu pressed his eyebrows helplessly, rarely showing a trace of emotion.

The Qingmang nestled in his arms naturally did not see his expression at this time, did not hear him speak, and squeezed inward a few times, "Say it, don't you say it's acquiescence."

The green light that has lived a lifetime again makes it easy to get a little temper.

She knows the answer, but just wants to make trouble with him, probably this is all the common problems of women in love.

Lu Yanmu sighed softly, and when it was troubled, it was also lawless. But Gu Qingmang was the only one who dared to make trouble in front of him and could tolerate it.

She stretched out her hand to hold Qingmang's chin and lifted it up. Before she could react, her thin lips had been gently covered.

Qing Mang has changed from being surprised at the beginning to being accustomed now. After thinking about it, he stretched out his hand to wrap his waist and get closer.

Only in this way can she feel the real existence.

Lu Yanmu left her cherry lips, holding a small face, and asked in a deep voice, "This can be proved?"

Looking at Lu Yanmu's obsidian-like eyes, Qingmang seemed to have a kind of suction, drawing her soul, mind, and body into one body.

Was that what Lu Yanmu's emotions were like?

Gently bit his lip, took his face and took the initiative to kiss him. Compared with Lu Yanmu's restraint and forbearance, Qingmang appeared more enthusiastic. However, because of no point, he knocked on Lu Yanmu's lips several times.

Qing Mang expressed a bit of frustration about this. Has his previous experience been eaten by ghosts? With more relatives by Lu Yan, how come you can't get the essentials when it's your turn to take the initiative, or is it that men are always more comfortable in this regard?

After the first few knocks, Lu Yanmu turned passive and took the initiative, deepening the kiss, and his restraint and tolerance at the beginning gradually brought an aura of danger of aggression.

Qing Mang passively accepted the kiss, slowly becoming a little powerless, as if the strength of his whole body had been taken away a little bit by the kiss, and his consciousness gradually became a little confused...