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

   Chapter 130 Lord Hou, he was caught by the beauty outside the room 20

"I'm about to die, you are still so difficult to serve." Meng Tangan was even more aggrieved, her voice was hoarse, and she was not afraid of him at all. She complained and returned everything Xie Xun had just said to her, "At this time, you still have thoughts. Do such a thing?"

   Xie Xun didn't say anything yet, just listened to her choked up and asked.

   "Do you want to have a good time before I die?"

   Xie Xun looked at her in disbelief.

   Really dared to say anything, he retracted his thoughts just now, and felt that Meng Tangan was more pleasing to the eye when he shut up.

  Xie Xun twitched his lips, laughed instead of anger, and said sarcastically, "Didn't you say you want to die under me, don't you dare?"

   Meng Tangan looked at him with a shocked look like you really are, like looking at some beast.

  I thought to myself, can't it be on it?

  Xie Xun pinched her neck and kissed her without pity, her thin lips resting on hers.

   Sealed the lips that spewed out hateful words, the sweet and greasy fragrance lingered in his breath, the night blurred the shadows of the two people, and no one could see the mind of the other.

  The forest is solemn and the mountains are barren.

  The temperature on the lips lingers.

   Meng Tangan shivered and avoided him, refusing to let him kiss her, her voice blurred: "You look for another woman, why are you looking for me, you won't even let me go peacefully, uh..."

  The stinging pain came suddenly, and the smell of blood filled the air.

  Xie Xun didn't bother to pay attention to those borderless words, his actions were ruthless, without the slightest ambiguity, and he was icy cold.

  Meng Tangan burst into tears, and her fragile reaction was made so.

  Peach Blossom's eyes were misty, shimmering, and crystal tears, as if they didn't want money, slid down the side of the fair-skinned face, twirling around the collarbone, tender and lustful.

   "You still bully me... Xie Xun is a big bastard... bastard, bastard!"

   No woman has ever scolded Xie Xun in front of her face.

   Meng Tangan was the first.

  Xie Xun laughed angrily, let go of the hand gripping the back of her neck, pushed the person away from her arms, and wiped the blood from the corner of her lower lip with her white fingertips.

   "Meng Tangan, do you think you're dead, so I won't care about these outspoken words?"

   Meng Tangan's fingertips were still a little soft, and she couldn't use any strength, but those dizziness and nausea gradually disappeared.

   She was stunned, as if unable to react, and looked at the man in front of her with a bit of pity.

  ——There is a saying in the book that Xie Xun has a special constitution, and blood can detoxify, especially blood on the tip of the tongue. It is a taboo and few people know it.

"Don't look at me like that, it's no use begging me." Xie Xun didn't take her trick, sneered, his thin lips were red and the bite marks were still left, and he said lightly, "After you die, this marquis will definitely dig up the grave and whip the corpse, let him You're going well."

   Meng Tangan imagined the scene.

   The night was dark and windy, and the deep forest was silent. A group of people surrounded the lonely grave and set off firecrackers to celebrate her death. In the center, Xu Beihou, dressed in red, raised his finger and said.

   Dig my grave!

   suddenly shivered.

   "It's hard work Xu Beihou remembering the little girl's body, but I still want to live a few more years."

Xie Xun stared at her face twice, his eyes were deep, Meng Tangan was seen feeling uncomfortable, took two steps back, and listened to him say: "I see your face, you are short-lived, sooner or later. Die, not less than a few years later."

  “?”

   Curse people? Excessive!

   Don't have to die, it means that you have to be responsible for what you say, which means that she is finished.

  Meng Tangan pondered for a few seconds, came up with a brilliant idea, and mentioned it carefully.

   "If Xu Beihou wants to whip the corpse at the first moment after my death, have a fresh and warm corpse, and the best hand feeling - it's better to keep me by your side, so that you can know when I will die, right?"

  Xie Xun understood, looked up and down the woman's eyes, his eyes were not shy, from beginning to end, sharp and extremely aggressive, partial and lazy, cold to the extreme.

   "Want to enter the Hou Mansion?"

   Meng Tangan blinked.

   "Don't even think about it for the rest of your life."

  This little trash is a bit interesting, and it's only interesting. Xie Xun never thought of taking her away, let alone Xu Beihou's mansion.

   Meng Tangan was silent for two seconds, then raised his **** to Xie Xun.

  You are lofty, you are amazing, don't see me in your life.

   "Are you scolding me?"

  Meng Tangan relied on an ancient man who didn't know what the **** meant, so he lowered his eyes and said shyly, "Tangan admires Xu Beihou and expresses his admiration."

   It is impossible for the villain to wear into modern times, so don't worry about all this.

Xie Xun didn't bother to pay attention to her clumsy flattery, and kicked the person on the ground. Yu Yi had a severe headache. After waking up, she looked at the two people in the room with a twisted smile: "Don't leave... "

   "Tie me up." Xie Xun said.

Meng Tangan sighed, and pulled out the strong hemp rope from the wooden house, and then made trouble with the person who fell on the ground. A circle, tossing and turning laboriously.

   Yu Yi's eyes widened, staring at Meng Tangan in disbelief.

  Xie Xun walked around the room, and when he came back, he saw the man **** in a twist on the ground, with only one head left from the beginning to the end.

   He was silent for three seconds.

   asked: "Do you want her to jump into a radish by herself, or carry her away?"

   "Didn't you let me tie it up?" Meng Tangan was at a loss, "It's so strong."

   is indeed very strong, so strong that Xie Xun is speechless.

   "Removed and re-bundled."

   Xu Beihou is ruthless.

   "I've been tied for a long time." Meng Tangan muttered softly, and was forced to do it again, this time only binding her hands.

   Yu Yi breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that he was alive again, and said bitterly, "You guys will die here."

   nonsense.

  Xie Xun's life was very expensive, and he had to die in the end.

  The atmosphere in the wooden house was quiet for a while, the ambiguity disappeared, and it was replaced by something subtle.

  Xie Xun obviously had no intention of leaving. His slender figure was leaning lazily in front of the window, his face was clearly profiled, his thin lips were bewitching, and there were traces of a bump just now.

   Indifferent, I don’t know what to think, and didn’t take what just happened seriously.

  Meng Tangan's eyelashes drooped, and thoughtfully, she tapped the corner of her lips with her fingertips, and there was still a very aggressive aura between her lips and teeth, which lingered on, and she couldn't tell whether it was kissing or biting.

   "You don't have to be so restless."

   The man spoke condescendingly.

  “???”

  Xie Xun sneered: "Next time I won't let you take advantage."

  “???”

   Meng Tangan was silent, and said with difficulty: "Tangan...Thank you Xu Beihou."

  Xie Xun looked out the window with pale eyes.

  The night is getting deeper, the beasts are dormant, the branches and leaves are shaking like ghosts and claws.

  Meng Tangan rubbed her cheeks and rubbed her face. She just performed well. She has always been confident in herself, and she has to get what she wants.

  My grandfather is a Chinese medicine practitioner, how could she not know about miasma.

   It’s just that if you don’t enter the tiger’s den, you won’t get any tiger cubs.

   The night was cold and cold, the woman's eyebrows were clear and gentle, and her eyes were unexpectedly quiet. Out of the corner of the eye, she caught a glimpse of the figure in red.

   smiled.

  Xie Xiaohou Ye, being soft-hearted is really not a good habit.

  The sound of footsteps came from outside the wooden house, from far to near, heavy and depressing——

  *

   In this plane, let's look for the flag that Xie Xiaohouye set up in those years. After thinking about it, I'm afraid Xie Xun's face is very painful and swollen.

  Welcome to leave a message for the cubs vote, huh~

   (end of this chapter)