You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

To be able to do this in front of him, so far, she is the only one. Using psychological tactics has not allowed Qingmang to appear flawed, and there is no point in asking further.

I don't know that the simple and bright girl before has also become deep.

She restrained her expression, and when she lowered her eyes and saw the scratch on her left elbow, her expression suddenly became frosty.

He frowned slightly, his eyes were a little unhappy, and he said in a calm voice: Why don't you deal with it?

Ah? Qingmang hadn't gotten used to his inexplicable change yet, and looked at him in a daze, not knowing what he was asking.

Shouldn't this be another way to distract her? After she panicked, another question was thrown.

She had to have a strong psychological capacity to survive under Lu Yanmu's hands and not be driven mad by him.

It seemed that the rumors that people who walked in Lu Yanmu's hands would be insane if they weren't crazy were true.

His methods are really unusual.

Qingmang stared blankly at Lu Yanmu, blinked his eyes a few times, his eyelashes fluttered, a little confused, and he looked completely stunned by him.

Where's the trouble?

Seeing Qingmang's cute look, Lu Yanmu frowned slightly and looked a little indifferent. He lowered his eyes and glanced at the bruised place on her elbow, and reached out and pressed it lightly beside her.

His... Feeling the pain, Qingmang hissed and frowned slightly.

He raised his eyes and glared at him, and said angrily: Do you think I'm not good enough?

He even clicked next to the wound! ! !

Is this the rhythm of the mental tactics failing to achieve the goal and preparing for execution?

With a cold face, Lu Yanmu sat down beside her, took her left hand, put it in front of him and glanced at it, and said in a calm voice, Didn't let Xu Mo get some medicine?

Hmm... Qingmang was a little uncomfortable with his momentary change and didn't know what he wanted to do.

Huh? Lu Yanmu urged impatiently without hearing Qingmang's answer.

Qingmang was a little seduced by his deep and mellow um, and every time he said um, he felt sexy.

Xu Shiqingmang's reaction was a little sluggish, and Lu Yanmu's brows were furrowed even more. He raised his eyes and glanced at Qingmang, only to find that she was looking at him in a daze, as if there were stars in her eyes.

This time, he was stunned for a moment, and he didn't quite understand where Qingmang's sudden look of admiration came from.

Qingmang? Lu Yanmu said in a deep voice, his voice as clear and cold as a clear spring.

Lu Yanmu's shout made Qingmang's wandering thoughts return. She reached out and touched her nose. She was actually nympho again. Do you want to be so embarrassed?

After slowing his expression, he murmured, I see what Xu Mo is drugging Song Yuan, but it's not particularly serious, so I won't bother him...

Lu Yanmu's face suddenly sank, as if he was a little unhappy, and pressed twice on her wound.

Qingmang didn't bear the pain very much at first, but after this time, the tears of pain rolled in the corners of his eyes.

The pain was so painful that Qingmang stretched out his hand and pinched the soft flesh between his waist and abdomen, What are you doing!

Lu Yanmu raised his eyes and glanced at Qingmang coldly, with a look of indifference, Isn't it very capable?

When Qingmang heard this, her teeth were itching with anger, and she wanted to beat him.

Is it shameful to cry? Who is not a little public.

What's wrong with her pain? Can't there be a weakness?