Chapter 43

With a slightly coquettish and semi forced attitude, Lu yanmu almost drank several bowls.

Green mans this just contentedly picked up the bowl, put aside to sit down, drag a head, quietly looking at him.

Lu yanmu glanced at her and picked up her eyebrows. He didn't say anything. He let her go.

Green awn stiff body dare not move, this time or must be careful for the better.

What to do, staring at this face, suddenly some impulse to beat him down.

So close, you can even see his own reflection in his eyes. His hand behind him trembles. His eyes blink and blink at him. He purses his lips and swallows his saliva.

Looking at the handsome face magnified countless times before her, Qingmang's heart thumped. Lu yanmu's unique fragrance wrapped her firmly, and his breath was full of his breath.

Lu yanmu saw that she dodged a little and didn't say anything. He locked her in the position between his body and the sofa. His face was very close. As long as he moved forward a few centimeters, the tip of his nose could be touched.

Green mang looked at him with a serious face and a bit of oppression. He could not help but feel some hair in his heart. Thinking of the unhappiness that had happened to them before, he didn't control his body and drew back, trying to avoid direct contact between the two people.

Lu yanmu suddenly stood up, shoes on the wooden floor to break the quiet atmosphere.

As for why she was taken in by thousands of people, she was puzzled by this question.

Or it was because of this that so many women came to him one after another, but unfortunately, all of them, from celebrities and stars to clerks, all died in the words of Lu yanmu.

No matter when Lu yanmu was a man, he was hard to get close to. He was alienated and inhumane. Especially in front of women, he always kept a distance and was not allowed to approach him for three steps. His abstinence was appalling.

"Well..." Qingmang held his cheek and pretended to be deep: "but I haven't seen you for a week. I finally came back. I want to make up for this week."

Inexplicably a little happy how to do.

Is this Lu yanmu's confession to her?!

Qingmang: "it's just

Lu yanmu had no choice but to press his eyebrows. He was determined to look at her, "if you are there, you will disturb."

Qing mang changed his hand, dragged his head, turned his eyes and shook his head, "no, just want to see you. You are busy with you. Don't pay attention to me. I won't disturb you

"Something?" Lu yanmu stopped to look at her and asked.

Staring at him unconsciously, it seemed that he had not moved his sight for about half an hour. At the end, Lu yanmu was defeated.

Has the relationship between them changed?

I flipped through the books on the table, looked around, and finally fell on Lu yanmu's face.

Eyes around a circle of study, boring black and white color, minimalist, very in line with his style, but after entering, inexplicably added a lot of oppression.

Seeing that Lu yanmu didn't pay attention to him, Qingmang didn't care. She could look at that face all day long.

Although Lu yanmu is always abstinent and reserved, and it's OK to make trouble with her no matter how much she makes trouble, he clearly remembers that after her 20th birthday, Lu yanmu did not less trouble her.

She didn't believe in abstinence and self-control.

After a long time, until green mans feel his waist to be unable to bear, the man this just cold mouth, "this time see enough?"