You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

The cold wind had been blowing at the door for a long time, and then Qingmang dragged his feet upstairs.

As soon as he stepped into the door, he was grabbed by a force and then with a bang, the door was closed, and the person had been pushed against the door.

What followed was the familiar fragrance of pine wood, mixed with a touch of alcohol, and a fiery and domineering kiss.

Facing all the sudden things, Qingmang was a little caught off guard. He didn't expect that Lu Yanmu was still there, and he still drank wine.

I pushed him with my hand, but unfortunately it was pressed tightly, and there was almost no gap between the two of them.

When the kiss came up, Lu Yanmu's hand held his head from the beginning to a step down, Qingmang stretched out his hand to block, but he held it down and directly buckled it on the top of his head.

Her hands were crushed to death, and even her body was crushed to the point of being unable to move. Such Lu Yanmu made her somewhat unfamiliar and familiar.

In the past life, when she refused, Lu Yanmu forced her to submit.

It's just that she resists at the beginning every time, and later, she also sinks.

At the end, Qingmang simply gave up her resistance. Anyway, she was already mentally prepared for all this, but if it happened at this time, it would make her feel like she was becoming a substitute.

The temperature of the room gradually rose with the kiss, the breathing of the two became heavier, and the clothes were already messy.

Just when Qingmang thought that Lu Yanmu was going to handle her directly, Lu Yanmu let go of it and changed to hug.

The slightly thick and heavy breathing sounded in her ears, and through the thin fabric, she could feel the hot temperature on his body.

After a long pause, Lu Yanmu didn't intend to continue down, he just held her, almost putting all his weight on her.

This kind of Lu Yanmu surprised her, and she was not used to it.

Pushing it with his hand, he whispered, Lu Yanmu...

Yeah. Lu Yanmu hugged her, his voice was extraordinarily hoarse and low, and a bit sexy.

You...drink? Qingmang asked softly.

When he kissed him, he had already tasted the taste of the wine, which was not strong, but according to Lu Yanmu's alcohol volume, it could make him lose control a little, and he had already drank a lot.

Yeah. Lu Yanmu replied simply, without any intention of concealing it.

Why drink?

It seems to make you angry.

When Qing Mang heard this, he didn't know whether to be funny or angry.

I also knew that she was angry, but as a result, she drank so much that she didn't even seem to reflect on what she did wrong.

When she got here, she disappeared with the last bit of depression in her heart.

You let me go first, so I can't breathe. Qingmang pushed him.

After a while, Lu Yanmu let go and looked at her through the dim light, his eyes were deep and hot, looking at her as if he was going to swallow her up.

She had seen such eyes several times in her previous life, but in this life, this was the first time that Lu Yanmu had an obvious possessiveness towards her.

Qingmang swallowed his saliva, his eyes dodged a little, not knowing what Lu Yanmu was trying to do.

He rarely has such an out of control side. Only when he is so angry with her will he lose control. While torturing her, he is also torturing himself.

Lu Yanmu looked at her for a long time, and finally reached out and stroked her hair and clothes that were messed up by the movement just now, and finally hit her horizontally and walked inside...