You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

Qingmang's sandals stepped on the stone, slipped on his feet, and fell to the side, and he was about to roll directly to the stairs.

Hey, hey, Song Yuan... Qingmang shouted.

In fact, I didn't want to shout this cry originally. I was thinking of doing a full set of dramas. Usually, when I fell, I would always exclaim in surprise, indicating that I also slipped by accident.

Song Yuan originally lowered his head, and when he heard Qingmang's shout, he raised his eyes and saw that Qingmang was slipping, so he fell towards him.

Suddenly startled, I saw the stairs next to me, and if I rolled like this, I would definitely have to roll down the stairs directly.

If something happened to Gu Qingmang in front of him, it would not be an ordinary small situation. The third master might have to skin him directly.

Miss Qingmang, be careful. Frightened, he hurriedly supported Gu Qingmang, but Qingmang was full of strength and rushed towards Song Yuan with all his strength.

Song Yuan didn't dare to reach out and hug Qingmang directly, so he supported him with both hands. Qingmang saw that Song Yuan could stabilize his arms, and supported his arms with both hands, and pressed hard. It was because Song Yuan's skills were good that he couldn't resist it. Living Qingmang's heart will push him down the stairs.

In the end, Song Yuan caught Qingmang, but with this push, Song Yuan, who was standing not far from the stairs, was completely pushed down the stairs.

Song Yuan pushed Gu Qingmang aside, and then he rolled down the arc.

Qingmang was lying on the ground, his arms and legs rubbed directly on the ground, it was a burning pain.

She turned her face to the side as she watched Song Yuan protect her head, and she rolled down one step at a time, her heart pounding, and it was uncomfortable to watch.

Song Yuan and Lu Yanmu had learned some kung fu in the end, and I just hoped that he wouldn't fall like this and directly hurt himself or break his head.

Seeing Song Yuan rolling down, Qingmang curled up into a ball, hugging his legs, his expression a little painful. , I thought to myself, the pain must be severe, and this injury will definitely not work tomorrow. He raised his head and shouted loudly: Come on, come on!

The servant who saw this unexpected situation from a distance was so frightened that he almost lost his soul. First, he was forced to stay in place, and when he heard Qingmang's shout, he recovered and rushed over there.

It's over, Miss Qingmang has an accident under the eyes of so many people, and the third master is probably outraged.

I just hope that there is not much of a problem, their hearts have been trembling and trembling, and they are panicking.

Qingmang looked at them rushing over, with a panicked look on his face, feeling a little guilty in his heart. She knew that if something went wrong, these servants would be angered, but if it wasn't for that, she wouldn't be able to help Song Yuan.

In the process of achieving the goal, you always have to sacrifice some, which is impossible. It's just that she is fortunate now that Lu Yanmu's temperament, she can feel it accurately, and can go along with it.

If not, she feels that this approach is really killing one thousand enemies and self-defeating eight hundred.

However, what Qingmang didn't know was that Lu Yanmu, who was standing on the edge of the window sill in the study, happened to see the scene where Qingmang knocked Song Yuan down. His eyes were locked on Qingmang's body all the time, watching Qingmang lying on the ground, scratching his body while looking at Song Yuan's direction from time to time.

There was a layer of cold light in the bottom of his eyes as deep as a cold pool, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the expression on his face was a taboo for Mo Shen.

What does Qingmang's practice mean?