You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

Lu Yanmu took a deep look at the green light, his eyes were so deep that she couldn't understand it.

"What's the matter?" Qing Mang pulled La Lu Yanmu's sleeves, a little uncertain.

Lu Yanmu slowed down for a while, and walked outside with his arms around Qingmang's waist, and said lightly, "It's okay, I'm just worried that you are not feeling well."

"It's okay, I'm in good health. When I was young and strong, I was okay." Qing Mang vowed.

She knew her body and bones, under normal circumstances, there was no problem.

"Yeah." Lu Yanmu faintly replied, leading her through the VIP passage and directly into the car.

When he went back, Qing Mang's whole body was almost pulled on Lu Yanmu's body, holding his big palm in his small hand, and looking like a happy little woman.

"Did you miss me?" Qingmang raised his head and smiled at the corner of his eyes.

Lu Yanmu looked down at her and said calmly: "Well, miss you."

Qing Mang: "..."

Why did you listen to this sentence, so like she said casually?

"Really?" Qingmang squinted his eyes, revealing a bit of danger.

Lu Yanmu looked at the girl revealing the danger, and suddenly laughed, "Huh? What do you want to say?"

"Looking at you like this, it doesn't look like me at all." Qing Mang was a little dissatisfied.

Seeing Qing Mang's skepticism, Lu Yanmu grabbed the back of her head and kissed her.

After the kiss, she pressed Qingmang on her body again, so that she could clearly feel the change in a certain place.

"Satisfied with this performance?" Lu Yanmu's voice added a touch of **** sofa.

Qingmang felt the change, and his face was a little red.

"Um...very satisfied..." Qingmang's cheeks are slightly red, but when he says it, he doesn't look much shy.

Because my husband has changed, he is proud of him, so don’t be shy.

Hmm...what should I do, I found that since she has been with Lu Yanmu, she has become more and more dirty...

Will she always think about going to Lu Yanmu in the future?

After all, she was already thinking about how to pounce on Lu Yanmu now.

But in the car, she didn't want to mess around. There was no such fun to have a car.

He twisted his body to get off Lu Yanmu's legs, but Lu Yanmu buckled him and couldn't move.

"Don't move, huh?" Lu Yanmu's voice showed some restraint.

Although it only lasted more than a week, I still missed the smell of green awn.

Qing Mang felt the change more and more, so he sat down on his lap and didn't dare to move at all.

But the feeling of being pressed is really uncomfortable.

Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh to get angry

To ease his concentration, Qing Mang looked out of the car window and found that it did not seem to be the way back to Suyuan.

"Where are we going?" Qingmang asked unclearly.

"Go to the hospital." Lu Yanmu said concisely.

"Why are you going to the hospital? Are you uncomfortable?" Upon hearing the hospital, Qing Mang subconsciously thought that Lu Yanmu was unwell.

"No." Lu Yanmu held Qingmang's little hand and looked at her seriously, "Qingmang, Mr. Ye is sick, are you going?"

When Ye Jian was mentioned, Qing Mang's joyful heart sank instantly.

Father is sick? Is it serious?

When she was outside, she seemed to have completely forgotten about this matter, but once she came back here, she always had to face it.

Qingmang's voice trembled and replied, "What's wrong with him?"