Chapter 339

"Who said that? I'm not bragging to everyone, okay? I have a high standard. " Qingmang rubbed his head from his shoulder and looked at Lu yanmu carefully to defend himself.

I'm kidding. Besides Lu yanmu, she has also praised anyone else. At most, when she rises occasionally, she can tune and play with other people, which is only limited to tune and play. It's not true words.

Only Lu yanmu can make her praise so much. First, because of love; second, because Lu yanmu is the best man she has ever seen.

Among other things, do you really think he's as ascetic as he looks?

Lu yanmu is helpless to Qingmang's act of walking forward and trying to pick him up.

Such a proud and charming person, jealous, is also like a child.

"Well, I know." Green mang moved forward and pulled almost the whole person on his body, his face against his chest, and his finger gently pointed on it, "no vinegar, just some unhappiness, I know."

This kind of eyes fell on Lu yanmu's eyes, which seemed to tease him. He kept a distance from Qingmang and kept a straight face. "I'm not jealous."

But the look in Lu yanmu's eyes is a little bit more than I know, and I don't need to explain.

"Well, if you don't, there won't be." Qingmang saved Lu yanmu enough face and did not continue to entangle in this matter.

Well, she knows that men want to save face in front of women.

Although he denied it, in the eyes of Qingmang, Lu yanmu refused to admit such a thing for the sake of face.

Well, well, our president Lu also wants face saving.

Even if it is really jealous, he will not admit that such a childish thing.

"No Lu yanmu definitely denied Qingmang's words.

This, he thought, was somewhat unbelievable.

When Qingmang finished this sentence, Lu yanmu frowned slightly, and there was a trace of amazement under his deep eyes. This is jealousy?

After all, it's incredible to let such a proud man be jealous for her.

She felt a little happy at the thought.

Qingmang reached out and gently touched the tip of his nose. He pushed the tip of his nose against the tip of his nose. "Lu yanmu, are you jealous?"

Green mans look at his expression at this time, is as usual apathy, even some hidden anger, think about his behavior now, inexplicably some contrast sprout.

He would be jealous to praise someone else's words, eh It's kind of cute.

Well, however, it also reflects the fact that Lu yanmu is jealous.

Seeing his appearance, Qingmang knew that he didn't believe what he said, probably because he had just praised Song Yuan.

Lu yanmu is skeptical about her words. Mingming just praised Song Yuan and glanced at her with eyebrows, "Oh, is it?"

Smelling the unique fragrance of a girl, and then feeling the warmth in her arms, nephrite is in her arms. Even if a man is serious, it is difficult to keep his arms around, especially the one he likes.

Lu yanmu patted Qingmang's back with a big palm and said calmly, "Qingmang, go down and sit down by yourself."

Qingmang naturally did not know his state of mind. He thought he was still angry. How could he give up so easily? He put his little hand around his neck and replied obstinately, "no way."