You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

Hearing this, Lu Yanmu frowned slightly: What happened to him?

Xiao Junyi doesn't have a long memory?

It seems that I really need to be beaten, completely beaten.

I went back to school today and followed me for a day, and I was so annoying. I really want to beat him up in front of so many classmates. It's been a while. Qingmang gritted his teeth a little, and his words were full of anger.

If she dared to sway in front of her again, she could guarantee that she would beat Xiao Junyi to the bed for a few days!

You said that if I really beat him, will the old man trouble me? Qingmang hesitated about this question.

The relationship between the old man and Xiao Junyi is a little difficult to say.

If she really cleaned up Xiao Junyi, it would be hard to guarantee that the old man would not be emotional.

She didn't want to get into trouble with the old man, and naturally she didn't want to embarrass Lu Yanmu.

Lu Yanmu looked at the girl's resentful expression and listened to her words, his eyebrows frowned even more.

He held Qingmang's hand instead, looked straight at her, and comforted: Let me handle this matter, don't interfere.

Sure enough, I underestimated Xiao Junyi last time.

Originally thought he would be more honest, but I didn't expect Pi to be dishonest.

He didn't want Qingmang to get involved in this matter.

Forget it, I was just angry for a while, and he didn't do anything to me. If there's nothing serious, you just turn a blind eye, and I just ignore him. Qingmang leaned on Lu Yanmu's shoulder. up, speak lightly.

If it really gets messed up, I'm afraid the old man won't be very easy to explain.

Don't worry, I know what to do. Lu Yanmu comforted Qingmang with a light expression.

This matter, he knows what to do, will not make it difficult for Qingmang to do, nor will he put himself in an embarrassing situation.

Qingmang was speechless, just snuggled in Lu Yanmu's arms, wanting more.

It was only one day apart, but she seemed to have not seen Lu Yanmu for a long time.

With a bit of a smile on his face, Lu Yanmu hooked his lips, put his big palm lightly on Qingmang's furry head, and said lightly, What's the matter, miss me?

Qingmang's face blushed slightly, and he glanced angrily: It's not there.

Qingmang thought that every time Lu Yanmu didn't take the initiative to say that he missed her, he often made trouble with her, and felt a little unfair when he thought about it.

As a girl, she also wants people to say that she misses her, instead of always admitting it herself.

Lu Yanmu let out a low laugh, because Qingmang was so close, he could even hear the deep laughter from Lu Yanmu's chest, which penetrated through her eardrums and penetrated into her heart.

Well, I miss you, I can't think of it if I haven't seen you for a day. Lu Yanmu calmly expressed his thoughts.

When Qingmang was still stunned, the kiss had already fallen.