You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

He raised his head slightly, and without warning, Qingmang's cherry lips directly met Lu Yanmu's hanging thin lips.

With a soft touch in the cool, this is a familiar scene that has happened countless times.

For her, it was very accustomed to it.

Lu Yanmu didn't think much of it. When Qingmang's lips came over, he was stunned for a moment. After kissing for a while, he pulled away.

Take the initiative to throw in your arms and cuddle? Lu Yanmu smiled and joked about Qingmang's behavior just now.

The cold breath hit his face, the green light was slightly embarrassed, and the blush on both sides of his cheeks became more obvious.

Turning his head slightly, he muttered, I didn't, I accidentally bumped into it...

Moreover, does she need to take the initiative to hook up? Even if she didn't hook up, Lu Yanmu was already hers.

Oh? Lu Yanmu looked at the blush on her face, feeling very happy. It's not the initiative, why are you so absorbed in studying my clothes?

Qingmang: ...

She just looked at it a few more times, where did she study it?

I don't have it. Qingmang denied it.

Really? Lu Yanmu's voice was low and sexy, with a bit of coldness.

He wrapped his long arms around Qingmang's back, took the clothes from her soft and boneless hands, looked at them, and asked her, What is this? Huh?

Qingmang was slightly embarrassed, his hands were behind his back, his face was turned to one side, and he said unnaturally, It's not to pack your luggage for you.

Knowing that she wouldn't take these boxers, so that he didn't have to change and wash, he was still making fun of her! ! !

Ha. Lu Yanmu let out a low smile, his deep and sexy voice overflowing from his throat, with a hint of charm.

Qingmang sipped his smile and lost his mind. He knew that he looked good when he smiled, and he was like a walking monster, but he didn't expect that his laughing voice was so charming.

It was almost impossible to restrain him from throwing him somewhere and doing something indescribable.

I couldn't help but reached out and pinched his face, feeling inexplicably very good.

You look so good when you smile. When you're in front of me, you have to smile more, don't keep a straight face, it doesn't look good. Qingmang became bold and said his request.

Lu Yanmu was not surprised by Qingmang's behavior, he just stared at her silently and did not speak.

After being together for so long, Qingmang's courage was so fat that he couldn't get fatter, so he pinched his face, and then slowly slid down his cheek.

Little by little, it swiped his thin lips, handsome chin, raised Adam's apple, sexy collarbone, and finally stopped on his strong chest, a small hand drew circles on it, raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at him, There was a bit of charm in his eyes.

Qingmang used a bit of provocation, a bit of charm, and looked at him with pure eyes, and lightly opened his cherry lips: Little brother, can you make an appointment? Huh?

Lu Yanmu's eyes sank, and his eyes suddenly became slightly hot, and there was a bit of light in the eyes of Qingmang.

His throat rolled twice, his eyes narrowed on Qingmang's charming little face, he moved his thin lips, and looked at her with a burning gaze, his deep eyes seemed to see through her.

With a big palm, he grabbed Qingmang's small hand that was making a mess in front of his chest, approached forward, and locked Qingmang tightly between his body and the wall, leaving no gaps...