The Cold Lord God Always Acts Like a Spoiled Brat To Me

   Chapter 157 Lord Hou, he was caught by the beauty outside the room 47

  The doctor nodded: "Yes, this should have been practiced since the age of five or six..."

   Until the doctor left, Zha Qiu carefully changed the water and came in, looking at the red-clothed figure sitting beside the bed, inexplicably a little scared, bit his head.

   "Master Hou, you should rest first. If you can't stay up so late, I'll just serve the girl."

"go out."

   Xie Xun didn't even look at Cha Qiu, his tone was unbearable.

  Cha Qiu had to put the towel of the water basin aside, because he said, "The girl needs to use the towel to cold compress every once in a while, this..."

"I come."

  Zha Qiu's heart skipped a beat, and he respectfully backed out. He breathed a sigh of relief when he got out of the yard. He looked up at the moon in the sky, thinking that this girl might have an unusual place in Lord Hou's heart.

   Meng Tangan was still asleep, with a high fever and a hot body temperature.

   Turned over not very peacefully, her hair was messy, Xue greasy cheeks were burning red, her eyebrows were knitted, she was tender and worried, and her illness was like a three-point victory for Xizi.

   With the movement, the snow-white tunic opened, revealing a little collarbone. The pinch marks left a few days ago have not disappeared. It looks really pitiful, and it arouses the desire to destroy.

   Unprepared, completely unaware that there is someone sitting next to him.

  Xie Xun looked at her for a long time, walked to the water basin, bent down and picked up a towel, wet it with cold water, put it on the woman's forehead, and touched her face with the back of his hand.

   is really hot.

   His hands were very cold, Meng Tangan felt the familiar cold temperature in a daze, and the cold breath lingered in his breath, as if it had just rained in the forest, and rubbed unconsciously.

   Xie Xun didn't take out his hand, let her move, and stared at her for a long time in silence, his eyes dark and unclear.

  The moon is in the middle of the sky, and the vast silver radiance.

   The sleeping man's lips moved, and he let out a muffled sound.

  Xie Xun didn't hear it clearly. After all, he leaned over, his ear was close to her lips, and finally he could hear the murmured words clearly.

   "Xunlang..."

  All dependencies, all admiration, all grievances, only whispers at this time.

   After a while, Xie Xun stood up straight.

   is just a woman.

   A squeamish bag who is a little smart, has a lot of ghosts, and can only cry.

   Even flattery is rude and ignorant, and can't learn the meaning of flattery.

   This is the type that Xie Xun hates the most.

  But, but, it's just a squeamish bag.

  It is easy to control and plunder.

   Meng Tangan turned over, turned his back to Xie Xun, opened his eyes silently, and closed them again.

   The next day, the sky appeared.

   As soon as Meng Tangan opened his eyes, he met a pair of lazy eyes, and his voice was indifferent and hoarse.

"woke up?"

   The man was sitting in front of her bed, with a slender red dress, delicate eyebrows, slightly drooping thin eyelids, and long and fine eyelashes.

   looked at her.

  Because of the high fever all night, his mind is still a little dizzy. Meng Tangan looked at Xie Xun in a daze, his peach blossom eyes were filled with fog, and his face changed slightly after he reacted.

"Why are you here!"

   She looked at herself and grabbed the quilt.

  Xie Xun didn't expect Meng Tangan to learn how to sue the wicked first. Seeing her reaction, he sneered: "Why am I here?"

   He put one hand on the woman's side and said casually, "Sleep with you."

   "Shameless!" Meng Tangan was in a hurry, and her face was red and angry.

   "You are the outer chamber of Ben Houyang, which is right for you."

   Meng Tangan didn't want to look at him, so she covered herself with a quilt, turned over, and turned her back to Xie Xun: "You go out."

  Xie Xun looked at her coldly.

   For the sake of her being a patient, she didn't care, she rolled her sleeves and left.

  The bedroom was quiet, and it took a long time for Meng Tangan to get out of the quilt, and the anger on his face had long since disappeared.

  Cha Qiu came in at Xie Xun's order, dressed Meng Tangan, ordered someone to bring out the basin towel on the stool, and spoke softly.

   "Yesterday, Lord Hou took care of you for one night."

   Even the water was replaced by Xie Xun.

   As a servant, she naturally hopes that the girl can be good to Hou Ye.

   Meng Tangan pursed her lips and covered her ears: "I don't want to hear his name."

   This action was quite childish, and Cha Qiu couldn't help laughing: "Okay."

   At noon that day, Xie Xun came to Chu Yuju.

   Meng Tangan was eating, taking small sips of porridge.

   Seeing Xie Xun, the servants saluted tacitly, but she didn't respond at all. She drank porridge on her own without raising her head, as if there was no Xie Xun at all.

   "Mute?" Xie Xun walked up to her and tapped on the table.

   Meng Tangan had a cold and pretty face: "Xu Beihougui is busy with personnel, Tangan can't afford to delay, please come back."

   "This is my place."

   She immediately said, "Then let me go."

   "Don't even think about it." Xie Xun glanced at her, pulled his lips, and said in a loose and tender tone, "Tangtang, accept your fate."

  Zha Qiu stood by and served, listening to their conversation, he was frightened: "Master Hou, can I give you another set of tableware?"

   Before Xie Xun could speak, Meng Tangan placed the bowl heavily on the table: "If he eats it, I won't eat it!"

  Xie Xun stared at Meng Tangan and said calmly, "No."

  Zha Qiu felt bitter in his heart, and wished he could have the earth escape technique!

   Listening to them like this, she felt that she would not live long.

   In the world, there is no second Meng Tangan who dares to say such a thing, and can still make Xie Xun feel good.

  Meng Tangan lowered his head to drink the porridge, biting the spoon with his teeth out of anger, but he didn't talk to him.

  Xie Xun didn't care, and leaned on the couch lazily: "Fever gone?"

   It was quiet.

  Zha Qiu hurriedly said: "The girl's fever has subsided, thanks to Lord Hou."

   "She's not dumb, what did you say for her?"

   Cha Qiu forced a smile.

  Xie Xun's slender fingers clasped the tabletop loosely: "Does your stomach still hurt?"

   Meng Tangan pursed her lips, extremely indifferent.

  Xie Xun smiled, the tip of his tongue touching his upper jaw: "You don't want to see me so much?"

  Zha Qiu's legs were already shaking, and he didn't have the guts to listen any more. He shivered, "Slave...Slave..."

   "You go down."

   Cha Qiu, as if receiving an amnesty, packed up the dishes and retired.

   There were only the two of them left in the bedroom.

   "Tangtang, if you don't speak again, this marquis can only use other methods." Xie Xun said warmly, unable to laugh beyond his eyes.

   "Does Xu Beihou only use force?!" Meng Tangan finally raised his head and said coldly.

   "I don't want to use force either. Unless - you're very disobedient."

  Meng Tangan's tone was sharp, and he refused to leave the slightest sympathy: "Why do I have a stomachache, don't you know? You don't have to be so arrogant here!"

   "Okay." Xie Xun was not annoyed and nodded, "My fault."

   For a long time, he looked at Meng Tangan and asked in an unclear tone, "When I was a child, I was in Jiangnan?"

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  About Xiaohouye's crematorium~

  The outer chamber has come, will it be far away to escape from marriage?

   He is already slowly tempted, and he is the one who is tempted first!

   Still have to go step by step, there is no foreshadowing in the front, and it is not so cool to swipe at him in the back.

   Actually, I think it's pretty sweet. It's a sweet pet of pseudo-coercion, but it's better to abuse Xie Xun~

   I'm already thinking of Xiaohou Ye crying like a dog, refills babies.

   (end of this chapter)