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

   Chapter 171 Lord Hou, he was caught by the beauty outside the room 61

   "Just say it, miss."

   If the outer chamber is brought into the Hou mansion by Lord Hou in the future, maybe he doesn't want to see the young lady, and their servants will have even less status.

   Chang Chan can tell the difference.

   Zhang Nuanyan showed a smile.

   "Help me out of the house to find out about Meng Tang'an. In the end... how did she meet Brother Xie Xun, who did she meet, and what happened to robbing her relatives?"

   "I just want to know why brother Xie Xun likes her."

   "Miss, don't worry, leave this to the servants!"

   The next day, the rain stopped, it was the last rain of late autumn, and the sun was shining.

  The air is still damp, and the raindrops under the eaves of the corridor are dripping and falling on the bluestone slabs, which are antique, peaceful and elegant.

   This was the first time Xie Xun stayed here except that night, and he didn't leave in the morning.

   Meng Tangan slept very deeply. When Yoyo woke up, his eyes met a cold, white collarbone, and the slightly open and messy neckline revealed hardness and bewitchment.

   "Don't stay in bed when you wake up."

   A low voice sounded, Xie Xun looked at her with lazy eyes.

   "You just stayed in bed, why didn't you leave?" Meng Tangan hugged the quilt and retorted, crying hard yesterday, her voice still very hoarse.

   "See if you can sleep until the sun rises."

  “!!!”

   Meng Tangan's last uneasiness disappeared because of what happened last night, and she often wanted to sew Xie Xun's mouth.

  Xie Xun got out of the bed, wearing a white t-shirt, slender and extravagant, a little less fierce than usual, leisurely and sloppy, like a young man who admired the rain in front of the window in the old days.

With sharply articulated fingers, he picked up the clothes on one side of the pear wood shelf, caught a glimpse of the person still sitting on the bed, and temporarily thought of teasing her, he casually hooked his fingers at her, playing with Meng Tangan's blank eyes. .

   "Will you serve people?"

   Meng Tangan was annoyed by his frivolous questioning this morning, his cheeks were thin and his eyes were bright, and he threw the pillow at Xie Xun.

   "Do those who admire Xu Beihou know that you look like this in private?"

   It was the first time in his life that someone smashed the pillow, Xie Xun's expression was a little weird, he hugged the pillow firmly, and soon his expression was normal: "What?"

   "Flimsy! Shameless! Shameless!"

   Meng Tangan used three words in a row, showing that he was really anxious.

   "This Marquis just wanted to ask you, will you change clothes?" Xie Xun was not annoyed, he took it slow, and said with affection: "Besides, what is the relationship between those people and me, it would be good for Tangtang to know."

  “…”

  I will sweep graves.

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   Meng Tangan put her hands around her knees, her fair chin rested on her arms, her black hair was messily scattered behind her, soft and charming, and asked, "Then Xu Beihou will wait for someone to change clothes?"

   "Forget about the others, your words..." Xie Xun was arrogant and arrogant, humming inexplicably, "I can help you take it off."

   That is clearly torn! !

   Meng Tang angrily threw another pillow at Xie Xun!

  Zha Qiu just came in and wanted to serve the girl and groom, when he saw a pillow flying towards him, he was stunned, and hugged him in a hurry.

   "Girl?"

   Meng Tangan pursed her lips, her earlobes were still red.

  Zha Qiu looked at her, and saw the figure standing there lazily holding a pillow, his eyelids jumped, and he understood what was going on.

   The courage of this girl Meng is really big!

   Last night Xie Xun was so angry that he didn't leave, and he stayed overnight. Zha Qiu couldn't help feeling that the innocence of Chu Yuju was really lively in the future. He coughed and put down the pillow.

   "The slave maid retreat first..."

   "No, let's freshen up." Xie Xun showed no expression on his face, but he didn't mean to leave, so he reclined against the door and watched Meng Tangan wash up.

   It has been eight days since the forest house was separated.

   Xie Xun didn't think about coming, but every time she thought about how she and Lin Zhengyuan stood together that day, she couldn't tell, so she wanted to hang her for a while, so that he could clarify his views on Meng Tangan.

   As a result, such an incident happened yesterday.

   Meng Tangan.

  Xie Xun murmured her name in his heart, looking inexplicable.

Meng Tang'an didn't know what Xie Xun was thinking. Tears were filled with pain. When Cha Qiu put on her makeup, she tried her best to avoid the injury on the side of her face, but it still hurt a lot. She whispered, "No. It's good to go."

  Xie Xun sneered: "Promise." On a whim, he stepped forward, "I'll come."

  “!!!”

  Zha Qiu treated himself as a tool person who had no feelings for him, he hesitated and wanted to step down.

   "I don't want it." Meng Tangan tugged at Cha Qiu's sleeve pitifully, preventing her from leaving, "Come here, Qiu Qiu!"

  Xie Xun looked at her like this: "What happened to me?"

   She dared to despise him? !

   "You don't know that at all." Meng Tangan frowned, really disgusted, and turned to Zha Qiu with a soft voice, "It's better Qiuqiu."

   A drop of cold sweat dripped from Cha Qiu's forehead.

   Don't dare!

   In the end, Cha Qiu didn't stay, Xie Xun pressed Meng Tangan in front of the dressing mirror with a calm face: "Don't move."

   Meng Tangan looked at death as if at home.

   Looking at her expression, Xie Xun himself doubted that he was that bad?

impossible.

   Xie Xun was decisive, and felt that Meng Tangan did not know how to praise.

   It is rare to look at the injury on the side face seriously: "The swelling is gone."

   "How can it be so fast?" Meng Tangan didn't believe it.

   "What did I lie to you for?" Xie Xun dismissed it.

   Meng Tangan held her face in the mirror, looked at it carefully, and complained, "It's so ugly."

  Xie Xun leaned sideways in front of the dresser: "It's alright."

   Xie Xun never praised anyone, let alone a woman. Meng Tangan didn't know how rare his words were, and complained, "If I'm out of shape, I'll blame you."

   "Don't worry, it can't be broken."

   The medicines used are all good, which is so easy to break the picture.

   "Yeah, after all, Xu Beihou saw my face, how could he let Tang An break his face."

   Xie Xun was too lazy to refute such remarks, so he simply let Meng Tangan say it casually.

He raised his greasy face and looked at it for a few seconds. This was the first time he had applied makeup to a woman. His movements were so light that he exhausted Xie Xun's patience in his life. ask.

   "Pain?"

   Meng Tangan was already prepared for Xie Xun to be ignorant and even disfigured.

   Unexpectedly, the side face fell to a cool and cool temperature, a little icy, with thin calluses on the finger pads, and there was a strange shiver when sliding over the skin.

The dressing mirror reflected the image of the woman in the white shirt, with her eyes closed and her eyes closed. She was raised by someone's chin. She could only see the slender and distinct fingers, but could not see the person's face. She was charming and lazy. The bedroom was elegant and quiet, with light and shadow. paved the ground.

  She moved her eyelashes and opened her eyes tentatively, just in time to meet Xie Xun's condescending gaze, and murmured.

   "Let's be so-so."

  Xie Xun laughed angrily, licked his teeth, and said: "I really gave you a face."

   "Otherwise, who else would Xun Lang want to give?" Meng Tangan looked up at him, her voice sweet and tactful, expressing all kinds of affection.

   (end of this chapter)