You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

For this kind of change, Lu Yanmu seemed to have no other way but to accept it.

Now that he had accepted his fate, Lu Yanmu didn't speak any more, just burying his head and pulling her hair out little by little.

The fingertips occasionally touch Qingmang's back inadvertently, but also slowly adjust the breath, try not to be affected.

What a sweet and painful torture.

Qingmang hugged a pillow, because it was so close, Lu Yanmu's warm breath hit his back, a little crisp, numb, and occasionally itchy.

She was a little ticklish, and as long as she moved a little, it could make her a little uncomfortable.

Well...it's hard to unravel. Is it open? Qingmang said casually, trying to ease the atmosphere.

Yeah. Lu Yanmu replied lightly.

Qingmang listened to his slightly dull and hoarse voice, and probably knew his current situation.

Does this count as life?

Qingmang suddenly felt a little funny, and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Her hair was already held by Lu Yanmu, and with such a smile, her body unconsciously leaned forward, and then her scalp was pulled again.

Instantly covering the aching scalp, he made a hiss, Uh...you take it easy...

Lu Yanmu suddenly felt amused, and said angrily, Do you still blame me for laughing?

Well, it's your fault. Qingmang said cheekily.

Put all the pots on Lu Yanmu, no matter what happened to her, um, that's it.

When there is a man, of course, you have to blame the man, or can you blame yourself directly?

Lu Yanmu said: ...

Do you blame me for everything? Lu Yanmu said in a cold voice, and there seemed to be a bit of displeasure in his words.

Qingmang lightly nodded his head and asked, Can't I blame you?

No! Lu Yanmu replied simply, obviously not willing to take the blame.

Indulging so much Qingmang, it's really about to go to the house and uncover the tiles.

Qingmang didn't care, and said in a lazy voice: Whether it is possible or not, I blame you anyway.

Lu Yanmu: ...

He stopped the movement of his hands, looked at Qingmang quietly, his eyes as deep as a cold pool looked at Qingmang, and sighed faintly, the woman who he indulged could not be blamed.

Seeing that Lu Yanmu didn't answer, Qingmang blinked twice, um... asking the dignified president of the Lu family to untie her hair, it seemed like she was really overkill.

Lu Yanmu, do you think I'm too annoying? Qingmang grabbed a lock of hair and spoke casually.

Yeah. Lu Yanmu hummed directly, and then said slowly, I like it too.

If you don't like it, how can you tolerate Qingmang like this.

Qingmang was a little unhappy when he heard um, but when he heard the latter sentence, his heart suddenly felt sweet.

Well, very good, she said she was very happy.

Well...Lu Yanmu... Qingmang tugged at a strand of hair, feeling a little sweet in her heart, I like you very much too.

Although I have said it many times, it seems that there is no harm in talking about it more than adding feelings.

Lu Yanmu stopped his movements and said in a cold voice, Are you sure you want to seduce me here?

Under these circumstances, he was able to hold on to it, and he had already restrained the desire in his heart. If Qingmang said this again, wouldn't he mean an invitation?

Hmm... Qingmang hugged the pillow tightly, Doesn't it look different?