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

   Chapter 168 Lord Hou, he was caught by the beauty outside the room 58

   "The future wife of Xu Beihou must be a noble woman, virtuous and virtuous."

   And she takes nothing.

   Born from a humble background, he likes to be temperamental, he is neither virtuous nor kind, and he cannot bear to share the same person with others.

  Xie Xun took a sip from the teacup. He didn't taste any taste in the entrance of the good tea leaves, but felt that it was dull. He put down the teacup again, and when it was buckled on the table, it made a sound, neither light nor heavy.

   Meng Tang held her cheeks, and in the light and shadow, the hibiscus jade face, with blue silk reaching her waist: "It's really the opposite of Tang An."

  Xie Xun snorted and raised her chin, a little closer, and her movements were romantic and ambiguous: "Are you like you, marrying home and serving as an ancestor?"

   "Tang An does not dare to offend the ancestors of Xu Beihou's house."

   "No offense to you." Xie Xun asked, "Does it still hurt?"

   "It doesn't hurt anymore, the strength is over."

  Xie Xun knew that she was lying. After all, he had a say in this matter. When Meng Tangan slapped him, he was in pain for three days, but he never told anyone about it. After all, it was too embarrassing.

   "Today's event—"

   "Please don't worry about today's matter, Lord Hou, Tang An will definitely not make you embarrassed!"

   Xie Xun was interrupted by Meng Tangan before he could finish speaking. His smile was simple and brisk, and it seemed that he didn't take it to heart at all.

  The medicine on the side of the face, and it will take some time for the swelling to subside. It doesn't damage her beauty, but it adds a little more endearing brokenness. A pair of peach blossom eyes swaying sideways to see everyone is affectionate, and the voice is clear.

   "Without Zhang Nuanyan, there will be countless Miss Zhangs in the future. Tang An...will not cause trouble for Xu Beihou."

  Xie Xun stared at her.

   Meng Tangan's face was heartless, as if it was a trivial matter.

   "You are considerate." Xie Xun was neither salty nor light, his eyes darkened.

   "Thank you Hou Ye for your praise."

   She is too sensible today.

   If we were to do business as usual, it would be long overdue.

   Such a squeamish and fragile person.

   He originally wanted to tell Meng Tangan that he wouldn't let it go, but he didn't expect her to be so obedient and awake.

   "I'm tired. I want to rest first. Why don't you go back to Hou's mansion first?"

   "Are you driving me away?"

   Xie Xun had seen so many women crawling on his bed, and he was the first to push him elsewhere.

   "No, I'm just a little sleepy."

   Meng Tangan answered calmly, looking at him innocently, her hands tightly pinched together, her phalanx turned white, revealing her hidden unease.

   She was afraid of him staying overnight.

  Xie Xun looked at her hand coldly, and suddenly smiled: "If I want to touch you today, why are you still playing with me?"

   Meng Tangan was stunned.

   That kind of eyes pierced into the bottom of his eyes, making Xie Xun upset, unable to tell where the anger accumulated in his chest came from.

   He squinted his narrow eyes, leaned wearily on the couch, romantic and provocative, and said softly in the blurred light and shadow: "If you want me to go, please."

  How to seek the law?

  Is it going to be like this, and finally trembling and saying that it's okay?

   I'm a little excited when you say that!

   It's a pity that reason limits Meng Tangan's performance, otherwise she would have asked Xie Xun to call her father.

   The woman's eyelashes fluttered and she clenched her palms tightly, but there was a soft and affectionate smile on her face, fake and hypocritical, Wu Nong said softly, just opened her mouth.

   "Xun..."

   only spit out one word, and was pushed away by Xie Xun.

  The man walked out coldly, his back was slender and indifferent, and he didn't even care about the heavy rain under the porch, he didn't even hold an umbrella, and his voice drifted in the cold wind.

   "Take care of your master!"

  Cha Qiu was frightened, for fear that Meng Tangan would annoy Xie Xun, and the more he was afraid, the more he would become.

   Looking up and seeing Xu Beihou stepping into the rain curtain alone, he was so frightened that he lost his soul, and hurried forward: "Master Hou..."

   Meng Tangan was the only one left in the bedroom. She propped her chin and looked out the window leisurely.

   "Do you believe he will come back?"

   Qi Lou was already ashes: "You two will kill each other!"

   This is too rebellious for the daughter and son!

   Nine cows can't be pulled back!

   What kind of puberty is this?

  The old father's health pot is very tired.

   Meng Tang'an cut off the candle and took off his outer clothes. Three thousand blue silk was scattered behind him, and he was delicate and thin.

   The bedroom was completely darkened.

   It was quiet at night.

   "Girl, how can you let Lord Hou go?"

  Zha Qiu felt scary thinking about the scene just now, especially when something like this happened today, showing weakness is king!

  Meng Tangan sat on the bed, wrapped her hands around her knees, her eyes were dark and pure, and whispered, "Zha Qiu, can you get me some medicine?"

   "The medicine that Hou Ye gave the girl is the best and will never leave scars."

   "No, it's a hemostatic."

   "What's the matter with you, girl?!"

   Until Cha Qiu got the medicine back, Meng Tangan explained: "It was just scratched by the teacup. It's no big deal. Just take the medicine, and you can go back and rest."

   Cha Qiu sighed: "Miss, call me for something."

  It was still raining, Cha Qiu went out and saw the figure under the porch not far away, his heart skipped a beat.

"What's up with her?"

  Xie Xun's red clothes were soaked a little, and the side face was sharp and angular, and in the cold night, he was extremely sharp and noble, his expression was not clear, and his aura was very overwhelming.

  Zha Qiu thought of Zhang Nuanyan's behavior of throwing the teacup, and said slowly: "The girl accidentally got scratched by the teacup that was broken during the day..."

   There is no moon tonight, the candles are extinguished, and the cold rain hurriedly beats against the windows, making a whistling sound.

  Meng Tangan struggled to apply the medicine. With one hand, she opened her trouser legs, her ankle was slender, and there was a bleeding wound.

  The blood was sticking to the legs of the white trousers. It was only because the sky was dark and the outer skirt was covering up, so I couldn't see anything. Now that I look at it like this, it's a little shocking.

   This injury was indeed opened when the teacup was splashed. Even if it wasn't, Meng Tangan would try to make it happen.

   She lowered her head and took out the fragment of the teacup from the veil, with sharp edges and corners. It was a piece she deliberately hid when Cha Qiu was cleaning up.

   pinched it and gestured towards the ankle injury, and then stroked it down without blinking an eye!

   "Ahhh!"

  Qilou almost collapsed, screaming and howling.

   "No, I didn't call, what's your name?" Meng Tangan was very puzzled.

   "My health care sign was smashed by you!!!"

  “…”

  Meng Tangan deepened the very long hole, put away the ceramic piece, and then started to stop the bleeding and apply medicine. There was no change in his face.

  The peach blossom eyes are drooping, and because of their naturally fragile constitution, they are watery and red at the end of the eyes.

   The health pot is really not understanding of this operation.

   The sound of the woman gasping for breath sounded intermittently in the bedroom. Even if she tried her best to restrain herself, she would still utter a little syllable. She scribbled and tried to apply medicine to herself, her brows furrowed.

   "Meng Tangan, you are really good at it!"

  Senhan's low voice sounded in the silence, Meng Tangan's hand trembled in shock and pressed it on the wound, her face turned pale in pain, she looked up, and met the line of sight of the intruder.

   (end of this chapter)