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

   Chapter 175 Lord Hou, he was caught by the beauty outside the room 65

  Meng Tangan looked up and saw that particularly elegant face under the snow and lights, the snowflakes were falling, the long eyelashes were thick, and the eyes were like cold stars, reflecting the three thousand bright lights, and the waves were also corpse.

   Her breath was filled with a cool and clean fragrance. She looked into the distance and couldn't see anything: "It's okay."

  Xie Quyan was on the side, lonely, lonely and cold.

   The fun is all theirs, leaving him only sadness.

   Until the end, Xie Quyan reluctantly wanted to follow Xie Xun home, and said earnestly, "I also want to sleep with you."

  “…”

   "No! I mean I want to sleep at your place!"

   Heaven and earth conscience.

   He just wanted to inquire about the enemy's situation!

  Know yourself, know your enemy, and you will not be in danger in a hundred battles!

   In the end, Xie Quyan was ruthlessly taken away by Yangzhi's flower stand.

"let me go!"

   "What did you say?"

  Xie Quyan looked at the tall and burly man in front of him, facing the dark and fierce face full of beards, his appearance was very wild, which deeply amazed people's eyes.

   looked down at his thin arms and legs again.

   "...You just treat me as a fart."

   After watching the lantern festival, Xie Xun sent the people back, but he didn't even step on the gate of Chu Yuju before he was stopped outside and met his smiling eyes.

   "Throw it away when you're done? Anyway, I just watched a lantern show with you. It's so unreasonable, Tangtang."

  Xie Xun stood in the wind and snow, leaning over to look at her.

   "Tangan didn't ask Xunlang to accompany me to watch." Meng Tangan replied calmly, three thousand black hair fluttered, and the cloak was embroidered with red plums, which matched the snow skirt.

   "I can't even sleep in the study?"

   "What if I want to read a book in the middle of the night and disturb the Lord Hou? That's not right."

  What is black can be said to be white. Xie Xun didn't believe it at all for this reason, and he touched his teeth: "I'm sleeping in the side room, right?"

   "Tang An suffers from sleepwalking at night, so I'm afraid of scaring Lord Hou."

  Zha Qiu stood outside the door, not going in for a while, or not if he didn’t, and finally decided to slip away first to avoid the limelight.

   Meng Tangan saw Cha Qiu and waved happily: "Qiu Qiu, come in!"

   Cha Qiu stiffened and Xie Xun looked at each other.

   "Slave..." Still can't do it.

   "Why didn't you come." Meng Tangan dragged Cha Qiu directly in.

  Zha Qiu was really staring at Xie Xun's death, full of hatred.

  Xie Xun said casually, "What about me?"

   Meng Tangan smiled at him, her brows and eyes were soft, and she closed the door mercilessly in the next second.

  “…”

   suddenly experienced loneliness and coldness.

  Zha Qiu was in a hurry: "Girl, why did you drive Lord Hou out again!"

   "Where is this going?"

   "What if Lord Hou doesn't come if we go on like this!"

   "Doesn't he look like he's coming?"

   Xu Beihou, who was once again driven out by the small outer room he raised, fell silent in front of the heavy snow.

  Finally found Xie Quyan, sat there, and said, "Drink with me."

   "Oh, I got it—" Xie Quyan said strangely, "Are you here to show off?"

   "Drink or not?"

"drink!"

  To a certain extent, two cabbages clinking glasses in a cold night in a field where no one cares and no one loves.

   In the end, Xie Quyan directly held the wine jar and poured it, snot and tears, and tugged at Xie Xun's sleeve.

   "Woooooo my beauty woooooo thank you Xun you bastard, you rob my wife!"

  Xie Xun leaned back against the red candles in the pavilion, one long leg was bent, snow fell on his shoulders, and he was unrestrained.

   "It's reasonable for you to rob my daughter-in-law, why don't you go to heaven!"

   "She is mine." Xie Xun's voice was cold.

"mine!"

"I."

"mine!"

  “…”

  Xie Xun raised his hand and pressed his eyebrows, leaning against the red pillar lazily, feeling that he was really drunk, and he could even say such a thing.

"Xie Xun, don't think I don't know, you don't have any sincerity towards her at all! I don't know what your attitude is towards her, but you dare to say that you are with Meng Tangan because you like her. of?"

"You dare?"

  Xie Xun was indifferent and did not react at all: "What is it with you?"

   "Xie Xun... Those who live up to their sincerity will be punished."

  Xie Quyan Barabara talked for a long time, talking about dry mouth and intoxicated sober. In the end, he couldn't remember what he said, so he climbed up from the ground in confusion and pouted at Xie Xun.

   "Woo woo beauty kiss..."

  Xie Xun's face darkened, and he kicked Xie Quyan into the air.

   Early in the morning the next day, Xie Xun went straight to Chu Yuju with a cold face, intending to ask Meng Tangan if he was playing with him.

   Who knew that he had just stepped in with anger and regardless of the next person's obstruction, he saw Meng Tangan's smiling face, and his voice was soft and melodious.

   "Xunlang, you are here, sit down."

  Xie Xun will never take Meng Tangan's tricks this time, leaning against the door coldly, disdainful, waiting for what tricks she can play next.

   "I made it myself, are you sure you don't want to eat it?" Meng Tangan sat on a chair with several delicate dishes and two bowls and chopsticks placed on the table.

  Xie Xun took a meal, and then looked at the meal on the table: "Did you make it?"

   "I'm afraid that Xunlang will get tired of Chu Yuju's food and won't come again, so he has to cook by himself."

  Xie Xun gave a condescending glance and sneered: "It doesn't look very good."

   She sighed softly, puffed up her cheeks, and poked the fish in the head with chopsticks: "What should I do, it's all my fault that you are not good-looking, you can't please Xu Beihou, and you are as unpopular as I am."

   "Where can I not see you anymore?" Xie Xun frowned.

   "The first time I cook, you despise me and give me a cold face. You are too much."

  Xie·Excessive·Xun really wanted to ask her, were the days when she kicked him out too much?

   "If I really don't want to see you, why would I rush here every day?"

   Meng Tangan pursed her lips, and her peach blossom eyes were hazy and affectionate, as if she was about to shed tears in the next second.

  Xie Xun's face stiffened.

   I was really scared by her crying. I would think of the tears Meng Tangan had cried in those days, no matter how hard she tried to coax her.

   Obviously he hates women crying the most.

   Stupid and incompetent.

   But there was nothing to do with Meng Tangan's tears.

   "I can't eat yet?" He walked over.

   Xie Xun didn't want to just let it go, but Meng Tangan cooked for him, and he always wanted to give Meng Tangan some face to save her grievances and tempers.

   It's so troublesome to coax it to death.

   He thought so, and planned to talk to Meng Tangan after breakfast. He sat down and looked at the meal on the table, looking forward to it.

   He has not tasted Meng Tangan's craftsmanship.

   For the sake of her diligence.

   "You don't have to perfunctory me." Meng Tangan's eyes were red, "Fake is fake."

   "...I didn't perfunctory you."

"I do not believe."

  Xie Xun filled a bowl of fish soup and drank it in one breath: "This isn't—" Letter?

  The wonderful taste in his mouth took him to a whole new world to travel, as if opening a new world!

   (end of this chapter)