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

   Chapter 167 Lord Hou, he was caught by the beauty outside the room 57

  Xie Xun looked at her and chuckled: "Zha Qiu."

  Zha Qiu took the order and stepped forward: "Miss Zhang, I'm offended."

"you dare-"

"Snapped!"

  Zha Qiu slapped him unequivocally.

   Zhang Nuanyan was stunned, but Liu Zhu didn't even stop him, and watched everything happen.

  Xie Xun glanced at Liu Zhu's clothes, and said indifferently: "Although Xu Beihou's mansion doesn't have so many red tapes, you must also pay attention to your manners."

   Liu Zhu looked at herself, she was dressed very elegantly! In the end, it was all ruined by that dead parrot!

   was also pointed out by Xie Xun, and his face was particularly unbearable.

  She's going to bald that parrot! !

   Jinzi flew in again at some point, proudly straightening his small body to Xie Xun, showing off his gorgeous wings, as if asking for credit.

Look!

  It did it!

   Awesome!

   "Xie Xun, I really like this parrot, give it to me." Liu Zhu squeezed out a smile.

   "It's picky."

What does it mean?

  She doesn't deserve it?

  Then she goes?

   "Please go out." Xie Xun instructed, his face was sharp, he didn't look at them again, grabbed Meng Tangan's wrist and walked in, "Tangtang, are you relieved?"

   Meng Tangan's lips moved, but she didn't speak, her eyes seemed a little sad, which was hard to catch, and she was forced to follow Xie Xun's footsteps.

   It was so beautiful when I came, and how embarrassing it was when I was driven out of Chu Yuju.

   Zhang Nuanyan covered half of her face, drenched in the cold rain, shed tears, lowered her head and cried, the rain covered the cruelty in her eyes: "Mother, how could Brother Xie Xun treat me like this..."

   Jealousy is like a fire that burns more and more intensely.

   She wants to see, an outer room, what to fight with her!

   Liu Zhu swallowed her saliva.

   She always thought that it was Meng Tangan who seduced Xie Xun, and that would fascinate people who had always been indifferent to women.

   But in the scene she just saw, Meng Tangan seemed to be forced? !

how is this possible?

   came back to his senses and listened to Zhang Nuanyan's words. After all these years, he had been in love with his daughter. Naturally, he felt distressed and held her hand.

   "I see that Brother Xun didn't mean to bring Meng Tangan into the mansion. After all, it's an outer room, and you can't be on the table. You are the serious Mrs. Xu Beihou Future!"

   "Spring and Autumn Dream!"

   "Spring and Autumn Dream!"

   A familiar nightmarish voice resounded above his head.

   Zhang Nuanyan's face cracked.

  This **** parrot is actually on her head, shit! !

  Liu Zhu touched her head and felt a little fortunate.

  She's not dirty yet!

  Chu Yuju In the entire main courtyard, no one dared to speak, and the late autumn was cloudy and rainy.

  It was probably due to the rain, it got dark very early, and it was only in the afternoon, and it was already gray, and it was impossible to see the distance, which added a bit of sadness and depression.

   The bedroom was a little dark, and the candle was lit.

  Xie Xun forcibly brought the person to the soft couch. There was medicine on the pear-flower wood table, and he was immersed in the half-blind light and shadow.

  Icy fingertips lifted Meng Tangan's chin at will, and looked at that face.

   "Aren't you usually pretty smart, you can't even hide?"

   Meng Tangan responded and staggered his gaze: "Then I'm stupid."

  Xie Xun saw her attitude, laughed angrily, and turned her face over: "Look at me."

   Meng Tangan was forced to look up at him.

  's voice didn't have much warmth: "I provoke you? Why are you angry at me."

   "Tang An doesn't dare, how could Xu Beihou provoke me?" Meng Tangan's face hurt so badly, she was a little numb, her eyes curled up, and her smile was sweet.

   is really fake.

   Might as well not laugh.

   "Don't you dare?" Xie Xun sneered and pointed to his face, "Isn't it very good when you slap me, eh?"

  Meng Tangan was pinched by the chin, and looked at the handsome face up close, clean and fair, the marks of the previous days had long since faded.

   When she first hit, she was very hard.

   "Xu Beihou is Xu Beihou..."

Different.

   The other servants had already withdrawn from the bedroom. At this time, there were only the two of them. The candles flickered on and off, and lightning flashed and thundered outside the window.

  Xie Xun suddenly grabbed the back of her neck and kissed her, as rude as always, Meng Tangan didn't hide, and couldn't hide, suffocated until her eyes burst into tears.

   He lowered his eyes indifferently, and kissed the blood from the corner of her lips. He was ambiguous and strong, and his voice was slightly hoarse: "I can call you whatever you want? You can't do it with another person?"

is not that right?

  I see that you are handsome, with fine skin and tender meat, and you must feel great in your hand.

   Meng Tangan didn't say this, for fear that it would make things worse. The kissed lips were bright red, with bite marks left, and she didn't speak, she was very stubborn.

   "Meng Tang'an, you remembered it for me." Xie Xun raised his brows with a cold arrogance, saying every word, extremely arrogant, "If someone provokes you again, call me back."

   "If you kill me, I'll take care of the aftermath, understand?"

   He will not wrong his woman.

   Xu Beihou in one day is Meng Tangan's confidence.

   Meng Tangan knew what he said was true.

  Xie Xun didn't even bother to lie, and he didn't even bother to perfunctory her.

   In this city of Chang'an, even the one on the dragon chair should give him three points.

  No one will always be there.

   This is what Meng Tangan has always understood.

   Just like a flower blooms and fades, everyone will leave, and in the end there is only oneself.

  Xie Xun will also lose and die.

  The feeling of being guarded by someone is amazing.

   It's a pity that Meng Tang's heart is stubborn.

   Not at all, not at all, rare.

   "Then you upset me, can I hit you?" she asked sincerely.

   "Are you tired of living?"

   Xie Xun touched the side of his face with the tip of his tongue.

   Meng Tangan is very sorry.

  Women's skin is warm, white and delicate, like a good suet jade, and squeamish, and can leave traces when bumped, so that it is particularly dazzling when a palm print is dropped.

  Xie Xun picked up the ointment next to her and applied it to her face. The fingertips were a little cold, and the movement was not light. Meng Tangan frowned and asked with a smile.

   "I was beaten, does Xunlang feel bad for me?"

   He rolled his eyes.

   "If it hurts..."

   "I can clean it up for you, I'll settle the bill for you, don't think about leaving."

   Meng Tangan's clothes are thin, her eyebrows are downcast, her eyelashes hold a small piece of candlelight, she is white and looks pitiful.

  Xie Xun just liked her face at first, and he just didn't hate to be in contact with her, so he moved his mind to keep him by his side. At best, he kept a pet.

  The atmosphere fell into silence, and no one spoke. After taking the medicine, Xie Xun rubbed the wound on her side face and said plainly, "I won't marry her."

   Meng Tangan was in great pain and kept silent for a while. Hearing this sentence, his eyelashes moved: "Then Xu Beihou will marry someone else?"

   Hearing this title, Xie Xun had no expression on his face, and threw the ointment on the table with a half-smile, and said casually, "Yes."

   "Also, how could someone like Xu Beihou never marry."

  Meng Tangan looked relaxed, tilted his head and looked at Xie Xun, his eyes traced his delicate and stern outline: "Miss Zhang is right."

   "Huh?" Xie Xun didn't shy away, let her look at it, heard the name from Meng Tangan's mouth, and a lazy syllable slipped out of her throat.

   (end of this chapter)