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

   Chapter 178 Lord Hou, he was caught by the beauty outside the room 68

   Meng Tang'an was counting with his fingers, when he heard Xie Xun's words, he looked up at him, with a smile still in his eyes, and his voice was soft: "What's the matter?"

  Xie Xun put down his chopsticks, and he had no appetite for the carefully prepared meals. He leaned back on the back of the chair, still looking calm and calm, and said without emotion.

   "I will go back to Xu Beihou's mansion tomorrow."

   Meng Tangan was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't react.

  Xie Xun doesn't go back to the residence often on weekdays, but on the first day of the thirtieth day, it's impossible not to go back.

   He didn't plan to stay in Chu Yuju originally, but he had already planned that Meng Tangan would lose his temper, just coax him.

   Meng Tang snorted slowly, lowered his head and stared at the meal on the table, blinked his eyelashes, and spoke lightly.

   "Look at my memory, how could I forget about this, you must be going home during the new year."

   She tapped her head and muttered to herself, never looking at Xie Xun.

"Blame me."

   This kind of reaction was too sensible and completely different from what Xie Xun imagined, and it didn't make him very happy. He tapped his finger on the table: "You don't need to..."

   Meng Tangan hurriedly interrupted Xie Xun before he could finish speaking, his voice was so sweet that he could pinch water.

   "You don't need to tell me Xun Lang, I won't cause you trouble, it's just the outer room, Tang An has self-knowledge."

before this,

   Xie Xun thought about Meng Tangan's attitude, it was nothing but anger, sadness, and a small temper, but she never thought that she would say such words in such a relaxed tone.

"Look at me."

   He looked at the person who bowed his head, his profile was gentle, his eyelashes were half-drooped, covering the look of the bottom of his eyes. He was extremely beautiful, cold and fragile, his eyes stayed for two seconds, neither light nor heavy.

   is a command, not a beak.

   After a while, just when Xie Xun was about to lose his patience, Meng Tangan finally raised his head and looked at him with red eyes.

   A pair of peach blossom eyes were shedding tears, spinning in their eyes, dyeing their eyelashes wet, and resisting it so that they did not slip.

  Suddenly, Xie Xun's heartbeat became unbalanced for a moment, replaced by an indescribable irritability, but it was quickly suppressed by him.

  Ling's narrow eyes were full of flirtatious love, faint and incomprehensible, raised her chin with one hand and wiped away the tears from the corner of her eyes.

   "What are you crying for?"

   Meng Tangan only felt the cool temperature passing through his eyes, if there was or not, if he was away, he was always like this, as if he would leave in the next second.

  The eyelashes trembled subconsciously, and he said stiffly, "I didn't cry, but my eyes hurt."

  Xie Xun kissed his fingertips, and tasted a bit of the crystal saltiness that belonged to his daughter's tears: "The next time you lie to others, at least pretend to be a little bit like."

   She tilted her eyes and didn't look at him.

  The unstoppable force pulled her face over, and was forced to stare directly at the ruthless eyebrows.

   Then, a light kiss fell on his eyes, Meng Tangan closed his eyes subconsciously and heard his question.

   "Does it still hurt?"

   Meng Tang threw himself in his arms, clenched Xu Beihou's sleeves tightly, and used a lot of strength to make the precious clothes wrinkled, but Xie Xun didn't care.

   After a long time, a choked voice sounded.

   "Can't you just leave?"

"Can't."

   Xie Xun answered calmly, without any hesitation or pity.

   There is only one day at the end of the year, and it will take a long time to wait for the next New Year, but she cannot have Xie Xun on this day.

   She is just his outer room.

As far as    and Xu Beihou Mansion are concerned, it is clear at a glance which is more important.

   In one sentence, you already know the answer.

   He kissed her, his breath was cold and cool, and he whispered coaxingly: "Don't make me embarrassed, eh?"

   Meng Tangan was in front of him, retreating again and again, silent for a long time, and muttered.

   "You have to take the paper-cut I gave you to keep the year old."

   For Xie Xun, this is a trivial matter that cannot be done easily: "Okay."

   After dinner, Meng Tangan pretended to be nothing, tried her best to decorate the peace, and discussed various things with Xie Xun, her eyebrows were bright and her eyes were shining.

  When we were together, Meng Tangan always talked a lot, and he would talk to him about everything, and Xie Xun occasionally responded to every topic.

   has always been her initiative.

   He wouldn't talk to her about court affairs, ideals and aspirations, and he hardly ever talked to Meng Tangan about the most basic and common daily things.

   is always casual, coaxing her to deceive her, and occasionally when the mood comes, he will say a word or two in her ear, and let loose.

  This is probably the saddest place between them, one side is thinking about a happy future, the other side is only lustful.

   But, Israel waiters.

  It was very late, the moon was mid-day, and it was snowy.

   Meng Tangan told him the interesting story about cutting window grilles with Zha Qiu today. His voice was soft and clear, trying to prolong every minute and every second.

  Xie Xun had no interest in listening to what she said. He just thought it was trivial and unnecessary. He half-drooped his eyes, glanced at the night outside the window, and suddenly leaned over to seal the woman's lips.

   Meng Tangan was stunned for a moment, and quickly responded to him.

In this regard, he always asks directly and rudely, without the slightest pity, caring for his own favor, Meng Tangan was almost suffocated by Xie Xun, tearful, but he still did not let go of him, and took the initiative: "...what are you doing? ?"

  Xie Xun chuckled: "What do you think?"

   Meng Tangan pursed her lips and her earlobes were very red.

   "It's getting late, I'll see you in two days." Xie Xun had already closed his body, and his face was like a man in a dream under the candlelight.

   "It's snowing a lot today..."

   Meng Tangan looked out the window in a trance and said something softly.

The meaning of    outside the string is that the road is not easy to walk, so you can stay overnight.

   Xie Xun should have understood it, and patted her face: "Be obedient."

   Meng Tangan didn't speak or send him off.

  Xie Xun walked out of Chu Yuju alone, with a slender back and out of reach.

   The other servants watched him leave, stunned for a while, not knowing what happened, so they didn't dare to come to Meng Tangan easily.

   Only Zha Qiu sank his eyes and sighed helplessly.

  How could Xie Xun stay on such days? Spreading it out is not good for anyone.

   I hope the girl can figure it out, don't worry about it.

   At this moment, Meng Tangan, who should be hurting his mind, fell on the soft couch without bones. He happened to see a plate of sand candy oranges on the table next to him. He picked it up and said to the health pot.

   "Look at me, can I win an award for this acting?"

  Yang Zhihua followed Xie Xun out, not understanding what Xie Xun was thinking.

   "Master Hou, if you like it, you can take Miss Meng into the house!"

   Even being a concubine, isn't it better than being kept outside?

   "Who said I like her?"

   Yang Zhihua was speechless.

   Halfway through, Xie Xun suddenly found that the jade pendant he was carrying with him had landed in Chu Yuju, and frowned, in the end he was going back.

   "Master Hou, can I get it for you?"

   "No need."

  When Xie Xun came back, the servants saluted one after another, but Xie Xun stopped him just as he was about to make a sound. As soon as he raised his hand, those people understood and retreated tacitly.

  He went to the bedroom alone.

   (end of this chapter)