You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

To be able to do this in front of him, so far, she is the only one. Using psychological tactics to make Qingmang appear flaws, it doesn't make any sense to keep asking.

I don't know that the simple and bright girl before has also become deeper.

She narrowed her expression and looked down and saw the scratch on her left elbow, her expression suddenly became frosty.

Slightly frowned, his eyes were a little uneasy, and he said in a calm voice, "Why don't you deal with it?"

"Huh?" Qing Mang hadn't got used to his inexplicable change yet, so he looked at him in a daze, wondering what he was asking.

Isn't this one of the means to distract her again? After she panicked, she raised another question.

She must have such a strong psychological endurance to survive in Lu Yanmu's hands, and not to be driven mad by him.

It seems that the rumor that people who have gone through Lu Yanmu's hands are not insane and mentally abnormal is indeed true.

His methods are really extraordinary.

Qing Mang looked at Lu Yanmu in a daze, blinking his eyes a few times, his eyelashes fluttered, a little confused, completely confused by him.

Where is this trouble?

Lu Yanmu frowned slightly when he saw the green light look dull and indifferent. He looked down at the bruise on her elbow, and stretched out his hand to press on the side.

"Hi..." Feeling the pain, Qing Mang hissed and frowned slightly.

Raising his eyes and glaring at him, he groaned: "Do you dislike me not rubbing well enough?"

He actually clicked on the side of the wound! ! !

Is this the rhythm of mental tactics that have not reached the goal and are ready to be executed?

With a cold face, Lu Yanmu sat down beside her, took her left hand, put it in front of him, took a look, and said in a calm voice, "Did you let Xu Mo take some medicine?"

"Um..." Qing Mang was a little uncomfortable with his change at this moment, and didn't know what he wanted to do.

"Huh?" Lu Yanmu was a little impatient and urged without hearing Qing Mang's answer.

Qing Mang was a little seduced by his deep and mellow um, and every time he said um, he felt that he didn't want it.

Xu Shi Qingmang's reaction was a little slow, and Lu Yanmu's brow furrowed more severely. He raised her eyes and glanced at Qingmang, only to find that she was looking at him a little foolishly, with stars glowing in her eyes.

This time, instead, he was stunned for a moment, and he didn't quite understand where Qing Mang's sudden worship eyes came from.

"Green light?" Lu Yanmu said in a deep voice, his voice as clear and cold as a clear spring.

Lu Yanmu's shout made Qingmang's somewhat free thoughts return. She reached out her hand and touched her nose. She actually became a idiot again. Would you like to be so embarrassed?

Slowly, he murmured, "I see what Xu Mo is applying medicine to Song Yuan. It's not particularly serious, so I didn't bother him..."

Lu Yanmu's face suddenly sank, a little unhappy, and he pressed twice on her wound.

Qing Mang didn't feel the pain at all. After this time, the painful tears rolled around his eye sockets.

It hurt so much that Qing Mang stretched out his hand and pinched the soft flesh between his waist and abdomen, "What are you doing!"

Lu Yanmu raised his eyes and glanced at Qingmang with a cold look, with a look of indifference, "Isn't it quite capable?"

When Qing Mang heard this, her teeth were tickled with anger, and she wanted to beat him. What makes her quite capable?

Is it embarrassing to cry? Who is not a small public servant.

Why is she afraid of pain? Can't there be a weakness?