You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

Want me to help you wash up? Lu Yanmu spoke in her ear with a low and sexy voice.

Well... Qing Mang's face rubbed hard against his body. After rubbing enough, she came out of his arms and took the toothbrush and water: I'll do it myself.

Lu Yanmu pinched her face, feeling extremely helpless.

I'll go out and wait for you. Lu Yanmu kissed her on the cheek before going out.

Qing Mang sat directly on the marble countertop and brushed his teeth. After brushing, he came down to wash his face.

After washing, I took a look at the person in the mirror. Her face was rosy, her skin was as white as grease, and she looked a bit more beautiful.

She is not the innocent type to begin with. Her face is like a wealthy flower in the world, extremely beautiful.

It seems that I really slept well yesterday and my mental state looks very good.

After Qing Mang finished washing, Lu Yanmu had already changed his clothes and was tying his tie ahead.

Qing Mang glanced at him and wiped his hands, then stepped forward and stood on tiptoes to tie his tie.

Lu Yanmu half-armed Qingmang's waist. From his angle, he could just see the water droplets hanging on the girl's long eyelashes. As she blinked, she looked even more charming.

Qingmang quickly tied his tie, took a step back and looked at it, nodded with satisfaction, Well...it looks good.

Lu Yanmu looked at the mirror and nodded, Well, it's really good.

Qingmang sat in front of the dressing table, picked up some bottles and started to greet his face.

Lu Yanmu put it on his shoulder, picked up a glass bottle, looked at it, put it down, and said calmly: There will be professionals who will do your makeup later, okay?

Okay. Qingmang responded and just put on a layer of makeup.

There are professional services, but she is too lazy to move. Recently, she only has one word, that is, lazy, extremely lazy.

While Qing Mang was applying foundation, Lu Yanmu had already taken out the clothes from the closet for her to change into. Qing Mang didn't even look at them and just picked them up and put them in to change.

She could still trust Lu Yanmu's vision.

After the Qingmang was replaced, Lu Yanmu took the people out directly.

In so many days, this was the first time Qing Mang went out with Lu Yanmu.

Looking at the continuously reflected Paris street scene, Qing Mang felt that it was extremely beautiful, and the strong atmosphere of Paris hit his face.

Perhaps every girl has a romantic dream and an inexplicable fascination for romance.

The car stopped at a wedding shop, and Lu Yanmu walked in with half his arm around Qing Mang's waist.

When he saw them coming in, the clerk bowed 45 degrees to Lu Yanmu with a respectful look on his face.

When Qing Mang saw it, he couldn't help but wonder if this was also one of Lu's properties.

It seems like a courtesy to the boss.

Is this also Lu's property? Qingmang pulled the corner of Lu Yanmu's clothes and asked in a low voice.

If you want, you can. Lu Yanmu replied quietly.

No need. Qingmang refused directly.

This store doesn't fit in with Lu's style. It's better not to think about such things. It's already good.

When they came in, there was already a clerk leading them forward, talking to Lu Yanmu in French as they walked.

Qing Mang didn't understand, but Lu Yanmu didn't feel any pressure at all. The French he spoke sounded extremely authentic, and there wasn't much difference at all.

Qing Mang listened to the fluent French spoken by the man, which sounded inexplicably pleasant, like the sound of plucking the strings of a cello.