You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

Lu Yanmu, thank you for letting me have the happiness that I can have in this world. Qing Mang leaned on Lu Yanmu's shoulder and spoke slowly of love.

Lu Yanmu didn't speak, but he responded to her with a long, hot and deep kiss.

An hour later, Qingmang had successfully landed, and after half an hour's drive, he arrived at the hotel.

When the luggage was unloaded, Qing Mang only saw his own luggage being unloaded, but not Lu Yanmu's luggage, which made him feel a little strange for a moment.

Could it be that Lu Yanmu lied to her...

I sent her here and left after a while...

Where is your salute? Qingmang took Lu Yanmu's arm and asked.

It's in the car, no need to take it off. Lu Yanmu replied lightly.

Qingmang: Why?

Lu Yanmu: If I take it down, will it be enough for you to let go?

Qingmang: ...

Why does it feel like Lu Yanmu is laughing at her?

When checking in, Qingmang realized what Lu Yanmu meant by the two rooms.

A suite was opened directly for her, with one room for people to live in and another room specially used to store the things she brought.

Qingmang just wants to say one thing at this time: It’s great to have money!

Is the room even ready? What is this concept? ?

That's really considerate, isn't it? !

After these people put down what they were holding, they left directly. Lu Yanmu took off his tie, sat on the sofa, and waved to Qingmang.

Qing Mang sat on his lap obediently, with a gentle look on his face.

Are you tired? Do you want to rest for a while? Qing Mang gave him a gentle massage on his shoulders.

During this period of time, Lu Yanmu had a lot of things to do and was a little too busy.

Lu Yanmu squinted his eyes and let Qingmang massage him. However, as he pressed it, Qingmang realized that something was wrong.

Lu Yanmu's breathing seemed a little disordered...

When Qing Mang wanted to take back his hand, it was already too late. What he met was a pair of eyes stained with lust, and then there was a cloud of rain.

Afterwards, Qingmang lay in the bathtub and took a bath to relieve his body's weakness.

Lu Yanmu, this man, is really... too energetic...

She couldn't stand it anymore, and she was so tormented...

Obviously, she had gone through several troubles last night, but she didn't let her go at noon...

If this continues, it's not that Lu Yanmu can't stand it, but that she can't stand it first.

Knock knock... there were two knocks on the door.

Qingmang, after you've finished soaking, come out and eat. Lu Yanmu's voice came in from outside.

Yes. Qingmang responded lightly, soaked for a while, then got up, put on clothes and walked out.

When he saw Lu Yanmu, he glared at him, somewhat unhappy.

Lu Yanmu knew that Qing Mang was unhappy, so he thoughtfully prepared everything for her.

Eat more to replenish your body. Lu Yanmu moved a stew of soup in front of Qingmang.

Qingmang took a look, what about black-bone chicken stewed with longan and red dates? ?

He gave Lu Yanmu a hard look, he really shouldn't know what to say.

If you don't torment me less, maybe you can replenish your body more. Qing Mang said with some resentment.

Lu Yanmu raised his eyebrows slightly but said nothing.

Qing Mang felt a little unhappy when he saw that he had touched a soft persimmon, but he didn't say anything.

Although Lu Yanmu took the initiative every time, she was the one pestering him halfway through. In the end, it was no use crying and begging for mercy...