You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

Qingmang gasped for breath, and did not forget to comfort Lu Yanmu.

Fortunately, it was just a little bit of a braid, and it wasn't really dead.

Lu Yanmu held her face for a while, and then loosened the hemp rope that bound her hands and feet, frowning slightly as she watched the countdown on her body.

Nine minutes to go...

Qingmang listened to DiDi's voice and knew that if this thing exploded, everyone might have to die together.

Lu Yanmu, leave me alone, okay? If she was waiting for Lu Yanmu to save her before, now she doesn't want to involve Lu Yanmu.

In this world, there is nothing more cherished than Lu Yanmu.

Lu Yanmu squatted down, looked at the bomb seriously, frowned slightly, Don't talk, I will take you back.

Seeing that he was so serious, Qingmang couldn't say anything else. If it was five minutes, and Lu Yanmu still couldn't do anything, she would definitely drive Lu Yanmu out without hesitation.

She would rather die by herself than drag Lu Yanmu down.

It's really touching and touching. Yan Qiu looked at the two people in the glass coldly, with a cold smile on the corners of his lips.

Why does Gu Qingmang get Lu Yanmu's love without having to do everything, but she tried her best to get Lu Yanmu's love for everything, and she couldn't even get Lu Yanmu's pity and protection.

Lu Yanmu, I know that you have defused a lot of bombs before, but this one is specially prepared for you. As long as you cut a wrong line, today next year will be your birthday.

In Yan Qiu's words, without any temperature, it seems like a life-threatening ghost, which is annoying.

Miss Yan, you talk too much. Do you know that the villain died of too much talk? Qingmang's ears hurt a little.

After soaking in the water for so long, she was soaked wet and uncomfortable at all. She didn't want to hear the culprit that caused the situation in front of her. It was really annoying.

You... Yan Qiu was speechless, she was so choked that she couldn't speak.

Gu Qingmang, don't be too arrogant! Yan Qiu gritted his teeth and squeezed these words out of his teeth.

Qingmang stretched out his hand and pressed his eyebrows, feeling a little irritable in his heart, and said lightly, Did Miss Yan make a mistake? I only said one sentence from beginning to end, which is better than Miss Yan's cruel and arrogant words. Woolen cloth?

Yan Qiu knew that Qingmang was different from before and became articulate, but he didn't expect that one day Qingmang would be able to respond directly to her, leaving her speechless, and she felt extremely unhappy in her heart.

Gu Qingmang, do you think you can live after today? Yan Qiupi said with a smile.

Qingmang raised her head, her wet hair sticking to her cheeks, adding a bit of beauty to her gorgeous face. Alluring.

Life and death are destiny, wealth and honor are in the sky, but whether Miss Yan can live after today is a question. Qingmang's lips curled into a smile, her voice was lazy and even more charming.

There is some hatred between them, but it is different from Yan Qiu who sees her as a rival in love and a thorn in his eyes, and wants to get rid of her soon after. There is a blood feud between Qingmang and Yan Qiu.

If possible, she would like to kill Yan Qiu, but she didn't expect that Yan Qiu had already brought it to the door by herself.

But in the current situation, whether she can survive or not is still unknown.