You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

Lu Yanmu raised his head lightly and glanced at Qingmang, You drank a glass of milk this morning, and it's less than a bun. He showed no mercy and directly exposed it.

Qingmang: ...

This is simply not a way to leave her. How can a person be so bad? She expressed sadness.

But I really can't eat it, you can't force me to eat. Qingmang also stood up straight.

What the world, these days, there are still people forcing others to eat, it is simply unreasonable.

I didn't force you to drink some soup, you are too thin now. Lu Yanmu said with a flat face.

When he was talking, he put a bowl of soup in front of him.

Qingmang sighed, Okay, now Lu Yanmu is just like himself back then.

It was all for the sake of their own health, but in the future, she felt that she would not force Lu Yanmu to eat.

As long as he can eat on time, that's fine.

Qingmang waited for a while, until about the same time, he pinched his nose and started drinking.

After drinking, she just ran away.

There was always a hunch that if she was still sitting here, Lu Yanmu would catch her and eat.

Looking at Qingmang's back, which was fled a little, Lu Yanmu's eyes were faint, and inadvertently, a slight smile appeared.

Well, his girl is very cute and attractive.

...

After Lu Yanmu finished dealing with the time, he went directly to the small house to find Qingmang.

Originally, he was supposed to train with Qingmang, but how did he know that something happened temporarily and he needed to handle it himself.

Qingmang didn't want to disturb him, so he came directly.

Before he got close, Lu Yanmu saw Qingmang wearing a white sports suit, her long hair tied into a ponytail, and she was very light with her movements.

The sportswear is a short top, and the movements are slightly larger to reveal a small waist, and then put on black trousers, which makes her legs longer and better.

The white clothes were wet with sweat, and the white underwear had a faint outline, which made her figure even hotter.

Luckily, Lu Yanmu chose a woman, not a man, for her, otherwise, he might want to kill someone.

But even a woman can't see it, his green light can only be seen by him.

Before the formal training started, it was just a simple warm-up action, and Qingmang was already sweating profusely.

When they saw Lu Yanmu, the dark guard who helped Qingmang train to stand up first and saluted Lu Yanmu. Third Master.

Well, you all go out first. Lu Yanmu's expression was light.

The Dark Guard just left without stopping.

Qingmang was originally pressing his legs, but when he saw Lu Yanmu, he knew that the real big boss had come out.

Lu Yanmu took off his jacket and put it aside at will, and saw that Qingmang held her waist when he pressed down.

When it was time to catch up, Qingmang only felt a little itchy and numb, as if there was no way to press it down directly.

What's wrong? Lu Yanmu saw Qingmang's strangeness and asked.

Hmm... Qing Mang paused for a while before replying, It's a little itchy...

It was probably because of her heart that Lu Yanmu put his hands on her waist, and all his attention was focused on those hands, and there was no way to make her calm down.

Lu Yanmu glanced at his hand, then looked at Qingmang's movements, his throat rolled involuntarily, feeling a little uncomfortable, Practice well, press hard.