You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

Touching the girl's skin that was like a freshly peeled egg, he was already in a hurry, and he was supported by his consistent concentration.

The girl's cry just now made his lower abdomen tense and uncomfortable.

No longer smearing carefully, after pressing a few more times, she directly pulled back her shirt, then put the medicinal wine aside, and left a sentence: You clean up first, I'll wash your hands... Then he rushed in directly. The bathroom, and then heard the sound of water splashing.

Seeing Lu Yanmu's unsteady pace, Qingmang rushed into the bathroom, feeling a little bit distressed and wanting to laugh.

Even though she couldn't help it anymore, she tried her best to hold back herself. She had already achieved this point, and Lu Yanmu still refused to accept her directly.

If someone didn't know Lu Yanmu's bottom line and strong self-control, she probably really thought that some aspects of Lu Yanmu might be really problematic.

The sound of water in the bathroom stopped after a long time. Lu Yanmu wrapped a bath towel and met Qingmang's narrow eyes before he suddenly reacted.

This little girl is definitely intentional!

What made him annoyed instantly was a little itchy teeth.

He reached the edge of the bed, raised Qingmang's chin, and asked through gritted teeth, Is it fun?

To actually use this kind of thing to tease him, he is not afraid of being a widow in the future!

Qingmang blinked and said innocently: What did you say? I don't understand?

She will never admit this matter, and whoever admits it is an idiot, she won't admit it.

Lu Yanmu won't touch her now. If he settles accounts in the future, it will be troublesome.

Lu Yanmu loosened his grip on Qingmang's chin, leaned down, and kissed the cherry lips, like punishment, tossing and grinding on her lips with kindness.

It wasn't until after seeing the girl's slightly red and swollen lips that she took a nibble and let her go.

If there is another next time, I'll deal with you directly! Lu Yanmu gave Qingmang a harsh word.

Qingmang murmured, I didn't mean it... Who else can I blame...

When Lu Yanmu heard Qingmang's whisper, he squinted his eyes slightly, and asked dangerously, Huh? What did you say?

No no no...Nothing, say you are gentle and considerate. Qingmang hurriedly denied it and talked about the rest of the topic: Aren't you tired today?

She was also practicing martial arts, why was she so tired, but she looked at Lu Yanmu as if nothing had happened.

Lu Yanmu arched her inside and took her into his arms. Then he said, I've been with the old man since I was five years old, and I've already gotten used to it, so how can I still feel tired.

To say that he is tired, it is also a child. If he is still tired now, it means that he has practiced in vain for the past 20 years.

Yeah. Qingmang arched into his arms, her little face pressed against his chest, listening to the strong beating of his heart, she felt very relieved.

Lu Yanmu gave her the same feeling as always, very reassuring and safe.

Okay, go to bed early, and get up early tomorrow to practice again. Lu Yanmu whispered in her ear, patting her back with a big palm.

Okay, Lu Yanmu, good night. Qingmang was also a little sleepy. After being pressed by him, he felt extremely comfortable.

Lu Yanmu gently placed a kiss on her forehead, his eyes full of tenderness, and said softly, Good night.

This time, because of Lu Yanmu, he slept extremely peacefully.