You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

Qingmang blinked his eyes, um... Lu Yanmu's operation was really simple and rude.

I guessed in my heart that if it weren't for his presence, Lu Yanmu probably wanted to get his tongue out.

Qingmang shook twice, feeling panicked after thinking about it.

"What do you want to do?" Lu Yanmu asked after he didn't hear Qing Mang's answer for a long time.

"Well... I don't seem to be particularly angry when I look at it now. Otherwise, let's just give it a beat." Qing Mang said lazily.

She has lost interest a bit, and feels a little bit boring.

Looking at Huang Mao's age, he was a little too young. Forget it, he wouldn't be a killer.

Just let people know the lesson, it doesn't have to kill others.

"That's it?" Lu Yanmu asked.

"Um...just so, I don't want his life." Qing Mang said lightly.

After speaking, Lu Yanmu cast a wink at Ye Xiao, and then left under Huang Mao again.

Qingmang pulled Lu Yanmu's big palm and said softly: "Let's go back."

After tossing all night, it seems very boring.

Maybe only by doing it yourself can you have a sense of accomplishment?

Lu Yanmu did everything well, but she didn't have any impulse.