You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

She still remembered that Lu Yanmu's personal mobile phone contained a lot of top-secret information that outsiders could not access.

Lu Yanmu had absolutely true love for her. Thinking of this, the sweetness in his heart increased, but he also felt a little more guilty.

This life must be well compensated for him, this is the only firm belief after rebirth.

Lu Yanmu, aren't you afraid of me doing bad things? Qingmang turned the phone in his hand and looked at him and said.

Lu Yanmu didn't lift his eyelids, he almost blurted out, You won't.

Even if he didn't like his touch in the past, except for hurting himself as a threat, he never thought about it.

On the other hand, it was because he knew that Qingmang would never do anything against him.

Whether it is conceited or the desire to control, it turns out that he is indeed correct.

Qingmang paused, put away the phone, walked to him in three or two steps, glanced at the information he was looking at, turned the chair, sat on his lap, stretched his arms around his neck, and lay on his shoulders up, took a deep breath.

Well, the scent of pine wood on his body was as good as ever, giving him an incomparable feeling of peace of mind, and his mood instantly calmed down a lot.

I feel like I have a tendency to be a little perverted, and I actually like to smell his body. Hmm...but it smells really good, I like it.

When Gu Qingmang wanted to raise his head, a big palm covered the back of his head and pressed it directly.

Smell more if you like it. Lu Yanmu said coldly.

Qingmang: ...

How can she take this? Lu Yanmu was also too terrifying, how could he know that he liked the smell on him.

Hmm... how do you know that I like to smell your body? Qingmang asked softly with her head resting on her shoulders.

Lu Yanmu's expression did not change, he turned over a page of documents, Do you still need to guess?

After getting along for so long, maybe even Gu Qingmang doesn't know, just by looking at her eyes, you can know what she is thinking.

Lying on top of him several times, apart from taking advantage of it, occasionally grabbing his clothes and smelling it, what else could it be.

Qingmang said that she was a little frustrated. Could it be that she could easily guess what she was thinking? I thought it was a good cover up.

Glancing at his profile face, hey, why is it so difficult for people to see what he is thinking, and he has no idea what he is thinking.

Lu Yanmu felt the resentful gaze from the girl, his handsome eyebrows raised slightly, and when he swept the word exam, he thought of the person in his arms, who seemed to have just finished the exam.

How did you do in the exam? He pretended to be casual and said casually.

Qingmang rolled his eyes, and after thinking about it carefully, he opened his mouth and said, It should be good, keep the top three. He hooked his hand around his neck and whispered softly, With such a master teaching himself, how could it be possible? I didn't do well in the exam.

While Gu Qingmang was speaking, Lu Yanmu's persistent pen scribbled a little on the paper, the color was a little darker, and the bottom of his eyes as deep as a cold pond had a trace of unknown meaning.

The big palm patted her ass, and said solemnly: Don't make trouble!

Qingmang hiss, raised his head and stared at him, actually spanking her ass!

He stretched out his hand and pinched his waist, with a bit of dissatisfaction, Don't spank me!

Lu Yanmu held her little hand, a little helpless, Qingmang, don't make trouble, eh?

He doesn't move her, it doesn't mean that he doesn't want to move her, just because now is not the time.