You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

I have to say that Lu Yanmu's words really touched her, inexplicably a little sweet and delightful.

It may be a compliment from his own man, which is especially useful.

Bending down to face him, his face was close to him, with a bit of a smile, his eyes stared at him for a long time, and his voice was soft: You are not only in my heart, but also in my mind. Li, no matter how many laps you spare, it's you.

Lu Yanmu was also very calm, and directly met Qingmang's eyes, the expression on his face was calm, and there was a hint of tenderness in the bottom of his deep eyes.

Qingmang felt that his eyes were particularly captivating, with such a cold and unrepentant temperament, coupled with his calm and seductive eyes, he really wanted to throw him down like this.

It seems that the timing is wrong, so I can only do it and wait for the next time.

However, some things still have to be taken advantage of.

Qingmang turned his face slightly, took a sip on his face, and then smiled.

Well, I'll listen to you today. Qingmang looked at him with a gleam of light, and there was tenderness in his eyes.

Looking at Qingmang's smile, Lu Yanmu was touched inexplicably, and his throat slid unconsciously.

With a force on his hand, Qingmang fell forward and fell into his arms.

Qingmang had a smile on his face, half surprised and wrapped his arms around his chest, pretending to be a little scared and said, What do you want?

Lu Yanmu was quite cooperative with Qingmang's playful behavior, with a faint smile on his lips: What do you think?

Seeing that Lu Yanmu had a rare brain cramp to cooperate with her like this, Qingmang became a little involved, covering his face and pretending to be shy, How do people know?

After she finished speaking, she trembled for a while, and she could only say it in Lu Yanmu's face.

Lu Yanmu couldn't bear it, he didn't laugh at all. He probably looked at Qingmang's appearance, but he didn't directly expose her. He just hugged her and didn't say anything. He seemed to be in a good mood.

Seeing that Lu Yanmu didn't cooperate with her, Qingmang didn't have much interest. Fortunately, she didn't want to be an actor.

With a handsome face like him, there is no pressure at all to play the prince, even a king can do it! ! !

I'm going back. Qingmang nestled in his arms and poked his shoulder.

Yeah. Lu Yanmu responded lightly, without letting go of his hands or taking the next step.

Qingmang blinked and stared at him blankly, not knowing what he meant.

After a while, I didn't see any other movements from him, Qingmang nestled in his arms, raised his head, what he saw was his chin, looking closely, there seemed to be a little bit of beard that just popped out, inexplicably. With some nasty fun.

After taking two glances, he stretched out his small hand and rubbed it on his chin twice, a little itchy and a little prickly, a feeling he had never experienced before.

I thought it was fun, so I couldn't help but touched two more hands, and then touched my chin like a comparison, it was very smooth, this feeling is very wonderful.

Just when Qingmang wanted to continue to touch, Lu Yanmu grabbed his messy hand and said in a calm voice, Have you had enough?

Qingmang shrank his hands, but he couldn't break free at all, and replied softly: If you say no, will you be angry?