Chapter 15

The girl's sudden change made him a little unprepared. He pressed his eyebrows and felt helpless.

"What do you want?" Lu yanmu held her in his arms and sat up with his obscure eyes staring at her.

Gu Qingmang was a little angry, but when he heard this sentence, he began to tease him.

Song Yuan lowers his head and stares at the shoes at his feet. Miss Qingmang, well, it's not that I don't hide it for you, but that I can't stand the chill of the third master.

When the light of her eyes was about to fall on her, Song Yuan said in a hurry, "Third Master, it's miss Qingmang in the kitchen..."

Lu yanmu couldn't hear the answer. His eyes left the document and swept to the song yuan outside the door.

Then the door was opened. Song Yuan, standing outside the door, was crying with a sad face. He felt the chill of Lu yanmu's bones, and his scalp was numb.

"Song Yuan!" A deep cry to the door.

Originally gloomy and depressing study, at this time more like the hall of Shura, Mori cold breath, deep eye light, pan extremely unhappy cold light.

There was another sound of the pot hitting the ground, and Lu yanmu scratched the paper with his pen.

Lu yanmu was sitting in his study to deal with the official business accumulated by looking for a girl last night. From time to time, there was a tinkling sound from downstairs, which made his brow frown.

But what to do, she liked it more and more.

I knew this man wasn't that easy to handle.

Gu Qingmang reached out to touch some red and swollen lips, and then thought about his words. His face was instantly flushed and dyed with red.

"I'll give you the rest later." Lu yanmu's face returned to the usual coolness, but the desire and dumb voice under his eyes revealed his emotions at this time.

When she was about to breathe, she was finally let go and was pecked at once. The pain was crisp and numb.

Not waiting for her to react to come over, a pain on the lips, the pink and tender lips have been blocked, with a bit of crazy invasion, seems to be venting.

The warm breath beat on the cheek, causing a burst of crisp itching, slightly dangerous breath.

But the next moment, her smile was frozen in her face, and she was pressed on the bed by Lu yanmu!

Why didn't you find this man before? He had such a pure side.

"I'm kidding you. Don't be so scared." Hand gently on his shoulder, the smile in the eyes, almost overflow.

Oh, no, I'm afraid she can't help but pounce on him.

But he didn't miss his smile This reaction is still satisfactory.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, the pupil of the man suddenly shrinks. Under his calm eyes, there is a huge wave hidden. Looking at the girl's eyes, he looks like he wants to see a hole.

Gu Qingmang lips hook up a trace of smile, hairy little head close to him, hands on his shoulder, whispered in his ear, "if I want you, you also give it?"

Looking at the girl's expectant eyes, Lu yanmu nodded and said, "well."

Flapping his eyes, looking forward to looking at him, "what can I do?"

Lu yanmu frowned slightly, put down his pen in his hand, got up and walked downstairs.

Just walked to the stairs, the sound from the kitchen, let him quite some helpless.

All day long, he did not feel at ease, but also because of the noise, a little more fireworks.