You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

Qingmang gave him a sip on his face, looking very sweet, I know, but you just want to talk about it, don't you even talk about it for me?

Qingmang pouted a small mouth, a little unhappy on his face.

Lu Yanmu reluctantly pressed his eyebrows. He had a feeling that Qingmang shouldn't be so indulgent, but whenever he wanted to treat Qingmang seriously, he couldn't hold back her coquettish behavior. Later, he usually didn't touch the bottom line, so he just followed her. .

For a long time, I am afraid that she will not be able to control her in the future, but he seems to be enjoying it.

Go to school, eh? Lu Yanmu pinched Qingmang's face and urged her to clean up.

Qingmang was lying on Lu Yanmu's body, holding his arm and glanced at the time, as if it was about the same.

Okay, let's go then. Qingmang stood up, clapped his hands, and looked relaxed.

Yeah. Lu Yanmu responded lightly, and naturally took Qingmang's hand and led her to the outside.

Qingmang also took advantage of the situation to hold his arm, and leaned his head on his shoulder very intimately, looking extremely happy and harmonious.

When sitting in the car, Lu Yanmu had a serious face, sitting upright, without the legendary hunched back and chest, but looking at Qingmang, how comfortable it is, the whole person is almost paralyzed, like It's an octopus, soft and fluffy.

Lu Yanmu glanced at her, frowning slightly, somewhat disapproving, reaching out and pulling her, trying to make her sit upright.

Qingmang was pulled by him, felt the light in his eyes, and sat silently upright, but after a while, he slowly collapsed and became soft again.

Lu Yanmu finally hugged her, let her sit on his lap, and put his big palm on her waist, making her straighten her waist.

Sit up straight. Lu Yanmu fixed himself on her waist and said in a deep voice.

Okay. Qingmang replied, being held by him like this, he couldn't even sit up straight, like this.

If she could be so eloquent every day, it would be no problem for her to do it often.

It feels good to think about it. It's a pity to have such a good coach.

Lu Yanmu is not a talkative person. Usually, he won't take the initiative to talk to him when he has nothing to do. Qingmang is also used to his silence, and he won't feel embarrassed if he doesn't speak.

Qingmang's small hand pulled his big palm and his fingers, playing with his fingers consciously and unconsciously. At first, he didn't find it interesting, but after playing a few times, he found it very interesting, so he concentrated on playing with his fingers.

Is it fun? Lu Yanmu lowered his eyes and looked at the pair of pure little hands turning around his fingertips, and said coldly.

Well, it's quite fun. Qingmang was playing with all his strength and replied casually.

Fingers as long and beautiful as his are really rare. The joints are well-defined and slender. This is the rhythm of the legendary hand model.

After Lu Yanmu listened, he remained silent, looking down at Qingmang with a slight smile on his face.

Lu Yanmu, you said it would be great if you could take your hand away. I can take your hand directly back to school. When I miss you, I will take it out of my pocket and take a look. ?

Qingmang looked up at him with a small head, with a sweet smile on his face, which was very beautiful.

Hmm, why do you think this suggestion is good for some reason?