Chapter 426 You Must Always Be by My Side

"If you don't even have confidence in this, how can you be your woman." When Qingmang spoke, he was very confident.

Just kidding, if she didn't even have this confidence, how could she be here today? Must have.

"Heh." Lu Yanmu chuckled lightly, but his mood became quite good because of this sentence.

Qingmang had a sweet smile on his face, perhaps because of Lu Yanmu, his mood became better.

"Come and sit, don't stand." Qingmang greeted Lu Yanmu, and wanted him to sit together.

Lu Yanmu paused for a while, then stomped over, stopped in front of her, and asked, "Where do you want me to sit?"

"Well..." Qingmang glanced left and right, and suddenly found that there seemed to be no extra seats, and there was only a rattan chair on the balcony, which was occupied by her.

This rattan chair was the one that she let her servants stay here some time ago, for no other reason, that is, she often hangs in Lu Yanmu's bedroom or study, and she spends less time in her own room.

Every time she came back on weekends, she stayed directly in Lu Yanmu's bedroom and couldn't get out of her room. Her room seemed to be a fake, and she would only go in and look for something when she needed something.

However, there is no such thing as a seat, and Qingmang cannot be stumped. There is no seat, but there are thighs.

Qingmang proudly patted his thigh, raised his head and said to Lu Yanmu with a smile, "Come on, sit on my lap."

This posture is simply the image of a potential overbearing female president, and Lu Yanmu is the one protected by the overbearing female president.

This contrast makes people laugh a little bit.

Lu Yanmu chuckled lightly, with a doting smile on his face, only Qingmang dared to talk to him like that.

Others were afraid that it was too late for him, only she told him to sit on the lap directly.

Lu Yanmu bent down, his face was very close, his deep eyes fell on Qingmang's small face, looking very serious.

Qingmang was stunned by his action, and shrank his neck unconsciously, blinking at him, not knowing what he wanted to do.

After a while, Qingmang reached out and touched his nose, and asked uncomfortably, "Is there something on my face?"

Lu Yanmu's gaze first fell on her eyes, then slowly downward, and finally stopped on the cherry lips.

Qingmang only felt that he was a little inexplicable and didn't know what he was going to do. When he wanted to speak, Lu Yanmu sealed it with a kiss, and drowned everything Qingmang wanted to say in his throat.

Qingmang sat on the rattan chair with one hand on it, the other hand was first put aside, and finally lightly placed on Lu Yanmu's shoulder, handing over all the initiative to his hand.

Lu Yanmu half-bent his body, holding Qingmang's head with his big palm, tossing and grinding between his lips and teeth, feeling the heartbeat at this moment.

At this time, the night wind was slowly stroking the curtains, and the night sky was occasionally dotted with stars, which seemed more mysterious and unpredictable, adding a bit of throbbing mood.

When Lu Yanmu ended the kiss, Qingmang slowly opened his eyes, and what fell was the deep eyes that could penetrate her soul, as if it could see through her soul, causing her to fall involuntarily.

Qingmang touched Lu Yanmu's cheek unconsciously, "You have to stay by my side all the time. Without you, I don't think there is anything in this world worthy of my memory."

"Lu Yanmu, I love you. It's like a spring breeze that has gone eight thousand miles, regardless of the return date."