You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

Lu Yanmu suppressed the abnormality rising in his body and said in a calm voice as much as possible: Don't make trouble!

If she wasn't in the car, she would definitely need to be loved very much!

Qing Mang was not afraid of death. He kept moving his hands, gently stroking his strong skin with his small hands, and said with a smile on his face, Where did I make trouble? Where did you make trouble?

The man's reaction was completely reflected in her eyes. She touched the man's suddenly hot skin, but pretended not to know anything, with a smile on his face.

This is the effect she wants, shouldn't she just ignore her? Then it's best to ignore her all the time and let's see who can endure it first.

At this time, Qing Mang has already understood: There is nothing that cannot be solved with one shot. If it doesn't work, then use two shots!

After all, she was more tolerant than Lu Yanmu when it came to this kind of thing, so she didn't believe she would lose to him.

This man is so arrogant!

Qingmang! Realizing the girl's movements, Lu Yanmu's face darkened, his veins were slightly dented, and his breathing became somewhat disordered.

There was a smile on Qingmang's lips, but his face remained calm, and he said aggrievedly: You are cruel to me...

He looks so pitiful, so pitiful, so pitiful.

With such a voice coupled with such an expression, Lu Yanmu felt that all the blood in his body was rushing to one place, uncontrollably, and the veins on his head were bulging.

Qingmang, let go! Lu Yanmu tried his best to calm down his reaction.

There was still some distance before returning home. If Qingmang continued to tease her like this, he might not be able to bear it anymore and wanted to do something with her before she even got home!

This goblin seems to be confused about how poor a man's endurance is when it comes to things like this.

Qingmang suddenly let go of his hand, snorted, turned his head away, and looked out the window unhappily, with a look of grievance on his face.

When Lu Yanmu saw Qingmang's reaction, he sighed quietly. He was so angry that it gave him a headache, but he was also helpless.

Qingmang... Lu Yanmu freed up a hand, took Qingmang's little hand and held it in his palm.

Qingmang pretended to be angry and wanted to struggle, but the man's strength was so scary that he didn't give her any chance to struggle.

Don't you want to ignore me? Why are you still holding my hand? Qing Mang pretended to be angry, a little unhappy.

Lu Yanmu glanced at her out of the corner of his eye, feeling a little helpless, and said in a deep voice: If I really don't want to care about you, can I still let you run wild?

If he was really angry, I'm afraid Qing Mang wouldn't know what it was like to be tortured by him.

Humph! Qingmang snorted, turned his head away, and looked out the window, not wanting to pay attention to what he meant.

Lu Yanmu was extremely helpless. If he were at home, he would definitely have to deal with her.

What do you want to eat? Lu Yanmu was defeated first and took the initiative to ask what he wanted to eat.

This time, Qingmang was cold and did not answer.

Lu Yanmu only sighed for a moment: Only women and villains are difficult to raise.

Hmph, then you don't want to raise it. Qingmang responded directly.

If you don't want to raise it, then don't raise it.

Lu Yanmu: ...

Things are changing, and it will come to my house next year.

Qingmang cannot be easily offended at any time. This girl really cannot disobey her wishes easily.

Every time a fight broke out, he suffered the loss, and never could he win over Qingmang.