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

   Chapter 156 Lord Hou, he was caught by the beauty outside the room 46

   she whispered.

   "I came back from Bai'an Mountain. I haven't seen you for a long time. With your means, it is not difficult to get my news."

   Xie Xun paused with his fingertips.

   "When I came to Chu Yuju, you left me here alone for three more days. The only person I know here is you. The leaves in the yard withered and you didn't come."

   She said, looking at the ginkgo tree outside the window with her eyes full of golden yellow and falling, and the autumn wind was bleak. She turned to Xie Xun and smiled lightly.

   "I know you're busy, but no matter how busy you are, you won't be able to spare even a little time, right? In fact, you haven't forgotten, it's just that I'm not that important."

   is not a very important thing, so don’t take it to heart.

   I remembered and took a look, I couldn't remember, it was like that.

   She is optional to him.

  Xie Xun didn't speak for a while, not because he didn't know what to say, but because what Meng Tangan said was perfect.

   is what it is, without any reason.

   "So what?"

"Xunlang, I'm so tired..." Meng Tangan sighed softly and muttered softly, like a coquettish coquettish girl from a young daughter's house, buried in his arms, clutching the man's sleeve, her voice slightly nasal , "Can you let me go?"

  Xie Xun's heart softened, but he said, "Not good."

   "Xunlang..." The woman's voice was waxy, a little pitifully wronged, and she murmured to him.

"Um."

   Meng Tangan called out several times, but Xie Xun was unmoved. She turned cold, stood up, and stopped talking.

   "Can't hold it?" Xie Xun asked.

   "You all know--" Meng Tangan's face was a little overwhelmed.

   "I see you are very happy."

   Meng Tangan completely ignored him and felt that Xie Xun was shameless.

"Tangtang, be obedient." Xie Xun sat on the side, his eyes narrow and thin, he patted her face, and there was a bit of coaxing in his gentle tone. , the voice is low and lazy, and the lingering three-point affection almost drowns people.

   He called her that.

   with a hint of indescribable taste.

   is different from others.

   Meng Tangan's ears were numb for most of her ears, her breath was lingering close at hand, and the fragrance was light and cold.

  Xie Xun casually picked up the chopsticks, took a mouthful of shrimp with jade and pressed it to her lips, his tone seemed to be affectionate, and there was an unstoppable sense of oppression: "Eat when you say enough, eh?"

   Meng Tangan knew that it was useless to continue, he lifted her chin, and the shrimp was forcibly sent into the mouth.

   These meals are carefully prepared by servants, but unfortunately they have been put on hold for a long time, and they are already cold. The taste is naturally not as good as when they came out, and it is even difficult to swallow.

   Meng Tangan frowned and swallowed hard: "It's cold."

  Xie Xun lowered his head and took a sip. After cooling down, the food tasted like chewing wax. He swallowed it, neither salty nor bland: "Don't you like it cold? It's not bad."

  The long-standing roast goose fat solidified, and it looked like he had no appetite at all, but he didn't change his face when he ate it. He held the person in his arms and fed her personally, one bite after another.

   "I can't eat it anymore!" Meng Tangan avoided him.

   "I'll accompany you to eat." Xie Xun said.

   He fed half of the meal at the last table into Meng Tang'an's mouth, and he ate the rest. Even if it was unpalatable, Xie Xun swallowed it loosely. He behaved with dignity, like eating some delicacies from the mountains and seas.

   Meng Tangan had not eaten for a long time, and had severe stomach pain.

   I ate so much all at once, all of which were cold, I couldn't help running to the side and retching, my face was as white as a piece of paper.

   His shoulders trembled slightly, so pitiful.

  Xie Xun put down his chopsticks, looked at her calmly, stepped forward and leaned over, patting her thin back with his long fingers, his movements as low as soothing.

   "Don't threaten me with a hunger strike next time, it's stupid."

   "You knew that you were bullying me." Meng Tangan's throat turned red from coughing, and she complained in a hoarse voice, so pitiful.

   "If I really bully you, I won't accompany you to eat." Xie Xun gave her a glass of water with a half-smiling smile. Meng Tang's patience in this life is about to be given to Meng Tangan.

  Xie Xun called people in: "Everything is withdrawn."

  Cha Qiu saw the empty dishes on the table, his heart jumped, and he looked at Xie Xun and Meng Tangan subconsciously, a little worried.

   If you suddenly eat too much food without eating for a long time, I am afraid it is not good for your body...

  Because of Xie Xun, she didn't dare to say more, for fear of annoying people again, so she had to put down all the dishes.

  As expected, Meng Tangan began to have stomach pains at night, and then caught a cold and developed a high fever. When Cha Qiuye woke up in the middle of the night, he was startled and said eagerly.

   "Go find Hou Ye!"

  Xie Xun stayed here for a while and left in the daytime, and asked them to go to Nanshanju to find someone. The servant hurried out after hearing the news, and Cha Qiu stayed in the bedroom to take care of Meng Tangan.

   "Who are you? What are you doing here?" the guard at Nanshanju asked.

   "I'm from Chu Yuju, Miss Meng has a high fever! Dare to ask if Xu Beihou is here?"

   The guard frowned: "Master Hou went to Dali Temple not long ago."

   The servants had no choice but to go to the Dali Temple to find someone, and went through all the hardships.

   At this time, Xie Xun was checking the file, leaning sideways on the bookshelf, when he suddenly heard a sentence, his hand loosened.

The    file fell to the ground.

   "Master Hou."

   "Master Hou."

  The bedroom was very quiet, Zha Qiu was taking care of the charming **** the bed, and kept changing the towel for cold compresses.

  Xie Xun strode in, followed by the trembling doctor.

   was caught by Xie Xun in the middle of the night. Sooner or later, he would die suddenly.

  The person who wants to come to the couch is the outer room that has been rumored to be buzzing recently.

   "According to the prescription and taking the medicine, the fever will subside early in the morning. The girl is overly anxious and overeating. In recent days, she has been eating lightly and cannot use too much."

   After the doctor checked the pulse, he avoided the injury on Xie Xun's face and said.

  Xie Xun frowned, looking at the sleepy person with a deep look, and there was no peace in his sleep, his brows were frowning, and he was sweating coldly. He lost the coquettish coquettishness he usually caters to, and there was no malicious scheming.

   She is vulnerable.

  The bedroom was dead silent and depressing. After a while, Xie Xun's cold voice sounded: "I see."

  The doctor hesitated for a while, but still said: "Did the girl suffer any injuries when she was young?"

  Xie Xun raised his eyes.

   "The girl suffers from a cold body, and the root of the disease has fallen. When she was young, she must have suffered from a serious illness and had not recovered from it. She was eager to practice martial arts. These injuries have accumulated over many years and may cause great harm to the body."

   "Can it be cured?"

   His appearance is a bit scary, his aura is very strong, and the doctor's legs are trembling, he said euphemistically.

   "This is not a one-time thing, you have to give birth and nurture well, so let me give you another recipe for nourishing the body."

  It is enough to be cured.

  Xie Xun was slightly relieved, and only then did he have the mind to pay attention to other things. The words were addressed to the doctor. He kept looking at Meng Tangan, and asked indifferently, "You said she practiced martial arts?"

   (end of this chapter)