You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

How is it, Gu Qingmang still doesn't answer the phone? Ji Jinchen looked at Xu Mo, who was about to cry, and asked in a warm voice.

Xu Mo nodded with a bitter face, holding the phone as if he was about to cry, why did Gu Qingmang not answer the phone at the critical moment?

Although he was too much to Gu Qingmang last time, he shouldn't take his anger on her, but in such an emergency, how could Gu Qingmang not answer his call?

Do you think she saw my phone call and didn't answer it on purpose? Xu Mo was a little depressed. Even if he was angry, he wouldn't have called him several times and didn't answer it.

Ji Jinchen stood beside him and thought for a while, frowning slightly, he didn't agree with Xu Mo's words, he hesitated for a while and said, Perhaps she didn't save your number at all?

Although the contact time with Gu Qingmang is not as long as that of Xu Mo, but after the last contact, Gu Qingmang does not seem to be the kind of person who does not know the importance of it. If he doesn't pick up, he may be angry, but he didn't pick up after so many times. , it should be really mistaken for a harassing call, too lazy to deal with it.

Gu Qingmang is similar to the third brother in his bones, but he is different from the third brother.

Xu Mo: ...

After listening to Ji Jinchen's words, Xu Mo didn't know what to say for a moment. It was very rare for others to want his phone number, but Gu Qingmang didn't save his number at all, which was really frustrating for him.

You try to send her a message first, attach the address, and let her come over when she sees the news. If she doesn't come, it will really be fatal tonight. Ji Jinchen gave a cold voice, lightly. Open your mouth.

Looking at Lu Yanmu, who was leaning on the sofa, he suddenly had a headache.

The light in the box was already dim, and since he was sitting in a place where there was little light, the whole person looked gloomy, staring blankly at his hands, wiping them with a disinfectant tissue. Start, the ground is full of used disinfectant wipes.

From half an hour ago, he had been repeating the same action without speaking, his eyes were not even bright, and even showed a bloodthirsty chill.

Five steps away from him, a girl was kneeling on the ground, with a delicate appearance and a petite figure. She was trembling and kept kowtowing to Lu Yanmu, repeating a sentence on her lips: Third Master, I am not On purpose, don't kill me...

After half an hour, when I spoke, my voice was hoarse, my forehead was broken, and blood dripped on the floor, but I didn't dare to stop, I could only keep repeating.

There were three or four people standing in the box, with different expressions. Although they felt pity for the girl kneeling on the ground, no one dared to ask for mercy.

Lianxiangxiyu can be loved by anyone, but when no one dares to show Lianxiangxiyu in front of Lu Yanmu, after all, they offend Lu Yanmu, so basically they don't need to hang out in Huacheng.

Although vanity occasionally plays a role, everyone can clearly understand the situation at this time, and no one wants to be this early bird.

Judging from this situation, although the girl is a bit miserable, she has not been dealt with, and it is estimated that she will not die too miserably.

At most, that hand touched Lu Yanmu, and that hand was abolished, and he could no longer appear in Huacheng. For the previous women, such a result was already a blessing.