You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

At this time, Qingmang always has to tell himself that he must be restrained, he must have Buddha nature, and he must not have other thoughts.

Sometimes I find it strange. Why does a person like Lu Yanmu who is extremely abstinent and cold, with three words clearly written on his face, seems to want to be knocked over?

Is it the more sacred and inviolable, the more you want to throw it down?

Xu Shiqingmang's eyes were too hot, and Lu Yanmu, who was burying his head in the ointment, couldn't ignore that look that made him a little happy.

Do you like me that much? Lu Yanmu said coldly.

Huh? Qingmang was stunned for a moment, but didn't realize what he meant.

Looking at his expression again, although he still has a stern face and a cold look, there is a bit of softness between his brows.

Hmm... Qingmang retracted his gaze, put one hand on his chin, pretended to be thinking about life's major events, and thought about it for a while.

Lu Yanmu didn't hear Qingmang's accurate answer, and looked sideways at her.

Under the light of the orange light, the expression on the girl's face was extremely delicate, with a pair of pink lips that were alluring to pick. The appearance of thinking while holding his chin is obviously a gesture, but it makes people feel a little bit addicted.

That's all, after all, this life is planted in her hands, and there is no way to escape.

Lu Yanmu had finished applying the ointment, but in order to wait for Qingmang's answer, he still put his index finger on her cheek, waiting for her answer.

Qingmang could see that Lu Yanmu was waiting for his answer, and he was waiting patiently, but he didn't mean to answer, he just wanted to spend some time to see who would lose first.

The so-called master tricks are more deadly than this.

The two just watched silently, not moving each other, and after a while, Lu Yanmu was the first to lose.

Even though Lu Yanmu was able to calm down all the big occasions in this world, but in the matter of love, only in front of Qingmang, he was willing to bow his head.

It is not cowardice to bow my head in front of the one I love, but because of willingness.

Have you really caught your eye? Lu Yanmu moved his finger on Qingmang's cheek to her chin, raised his chin lightly, and said coldly.

Qingmang's lips curled into a smile, and her lips pursed slightly, Well... who made you look so good, I couldn't help but take a few more glances.

Even though he was used to listening to the flattering words of countless people, Lu Yanmu said that he was very useful to Qingmang's words.

In front of someone you like, even a simple word feels like honey.

Lu Yanmu chuckled lightly, feeling very happy, but the expression on his face was still the same.

Smooth tongue. She tapped her nose, and her words were full of pampering.

Qingmang sipped a smile, and his smile was very warm and sweet.

Who told me to face you? As soon as I see you, I can't help but jump out of praise and admiration. Do you think you have played a trick on me? Otherwise, how can I follow you with all my heart? Qingmang A little bit of sloppy opening.

Although it was clearly Lu Yanmu who seemed to have his head lowered by her, Qingmang would always tell Lu Yanmu openly and secretly, how good I am to you.

Sometimes, in a relationship, it is indeed necessary to be enchanted and worshipped.

And she was willing to be that worshiper.