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

   Chapter 235 Aquaman Escape From Marriage vs Tsundere Crematorium 125

   It turned out that she had planned to leave so early.

   Xie Xun didn't have doubts, but he didn't believe it.

how is this possible?

   Meng Tangan will never leave Xie Xun.

   Meng Tangan will never love Xie Xun.

   The breeze came, and the wooden sign made a sound, and I vaguely glimpsed the highest one among the many wooden signs, with a sharp and unruly engraved sentence!

  ——My wife is safe and happy, and she is a hundred years old.

   When Xie Xun came to the temple for the first time, he looked at the locust tree more, and then stood next to the little monk with a blank expression and asked how to do this.

  Master Konghui turned around and saw the figure standing under the locust tree.

   still remember that day.

  Xie Xun wrote the wooden sign by himself, and tied the red ribbon in a rusty and green way, restraining all arrogance, and being pious and peaceful.

   He is learning and treats her very well.

   He has learned very well.

   "As long as you teach him well and be patient, he will become the one who loves you the most."

  …

   The night is dark and the moonlight is as cool as water.

   Bamboo Garden.

  The wife of Xu Beihou, who is now splendid and noble - it is rumored that Xie Xun once knelt down in the palace to beg for a decree.

  Zeng Xu Shili Hongzhuang, Fengguan Xiabi.

   also worshipped the church alone and drank alone.

   is the man who is arrogant and arrogant, with eyes above the top, Xie Xiaohou Ye willingly took the pressure of the whole world to marry!

  The mother was disgusted, the queen mother was unwilling, and everyone was surprised. Everyone thought it was absurd.

  Xie Xun doesn't care.

   The one he wants to marry is Meng Tangan, not someone else.

   He thought that as long as there was enough love, it would be fine.

   found out later.

  This big marriage is not a love affair, but wishful thinking.

  Xie Xun stepped into the bamboo garden step by step, and when he stopped at the door, he didn't go in any further.

   The woman turned her back to him, standing coldly in front of the blue-and-white incense burner, her back was slender and thin, so fragile that she felt infinite pity.

  The white dress was spread on the cold floor, like a sea of ​​white flowers layer upon layer under the frosty moonlight, hazy shadows, and the snow-white yarn against each other, is the cold black chain, ruthlessly imprisoned on her ankle.

   made her a caged sparrow, unable to fly out again.

look.

  The only thing in her eyes is him.

   The night was too dark to hide his incomparably awake consciousness. The awake pain spread to the apex of his heart. He squinted, smiled, and whispered softly. No one saw the reddening of his eyes.

   "Tangtang."

The    voice was very soft, extremely hoarse, and sounded in the silence.

   The man seemed to have not heard it, and there was no reaction at all. He was quiet and indifferent, his simple white and delicate fingers were clinging to the silver spoon, slowly adding incense to the incense burner, his wrists were slightly drooping, and he was thin and moving.

  Xie Xun stepped forward, grabbed her shoulder with one hand, and forcibly turned the person around, forcing him to face him!

   The skirt swept across the air in a graceful arc, Meng Tangan staggered, her back was against the edge of the table, and she was forced to lift her chin. Before she could react, the fierce kiss fell.

   He pinched her waist, directly and rudely, pressing the person in front of the incense table, unceremoniously plundering, possessive and aggressive.

   "Bang——"!

   The silver spoon in the woman's hand fell to the ground, making a shrill sound, her slender fingers fell weakly to her side, and her phalanx turned white...

   They were close at hand when they kissed, she was forced to look up at him, her peach blossom eyes were pitiful, calm, and extremely cold under the moonlight.

   Immediately, Xie Xun touched his fingers one inch by one, dyed with the splendid water color, the misty moisture, and the whimpering in his throat.

   tried to struggle, get rid of, push him away, no doubt, couldn't even breathe.

   lingering to death.

  The kiss fell on his ear, Xie Xun lowered his eyelashes and kissed repeatedly, his voice was hoarse and choked: "You said you wouldn't let me down..."

"If you say it casually, will Xu Beihou also believe it?" Meng Tangan avoided his kiss, breathed rapidly, frowned, her tone was indifferent, she suddenly laughed, and sweetly approached him with dark eyes, "Besides, you are high above, Didn't he agree? It's cleared up two times earlier."

   They were just together at that time.

   She begged softly, almost innocent.

  ——"Lang Jun, give me a chance, Tang An will not let you down."

  Xie Xun, facing her hot pillow, kissed her casually, as if she was treating cats and dogs randomly picked up by the roadside, and said indifferently, "It's boring."

   He pushed her away with his own hands.

   How could Xie Xun think of...

   He will be planted on Meng Tangan in this life.

   "I take it seriously." Xie Xun stared at her, word for word, gritted his teeth and repeated, "I take it seriously!"

   "You are too deep into the play." Meng Tangan pushed him away and said indifferently.

   "I went to Wuzhuo Temple today."

  Xie Xun said abruptly and coldly.

   Hearing this familiar and unfamiliar place, Meng Tangan raised her eyes.

  Xie Xun fixedly looked at her, his eyes didn't move, he didn't miss any of her expressions, and asked very calmly.

   "When you were praying for blessings in the temple for fifteen seconds, were you thinking about staying with me year after year, or were you thinking about how to leave me completely?"

The voice fell, and there was silence for a second or two. The incense in the blue-and-white incense burner was half-off, the candles in the lampshade burned out, and it fell into darkness. Only the moonlight outside the window fell from the half-opened window. on the ground.

   For a moment, Meng Tangan's brows and eyes sank into complete darkness, she said softly.

   "Is it necessary to ask such an unquestionable question?"

"Meng Tangan!" Xie Xun clenched his teeth, his jaw stretched to the extreme, trembling faintly, so thin, like a string that could be broken at any time, his eyes were red and he said every word: "One second! One second... Have you ever thought about the model we worshipped on the wedding day..."

   "No." Meng Tangan interrupted Xie Xun before he even finished speaking, and told him calmly.

   "Are those admirations not counted?"

   "It doesn't count."

   "How could it be possible... It was you who said you loved me first! You said it many times, I, I..." Xie Xun's voice trembled, dazed and aggrieved, intermittent and incoherent, trying to prove the past.

   "Yeah." Meng Tangan smiled lightly, "I'm glad you were deceived."

  Xie Xun couldn't see a hint of softness on her face.

   He loved the most cruel woman in the world.

   Meng Tangan's every lie can make Xie Xun dizzy.

   And her few truths—

   is always making Xie Xun's heart pierce.

"why?"

   "Why are you doing this to me?"

   "On a whim," she said. "Am I being too clever, or are you too coaxing?"

  Xie Xun's slender fingers suddenly pinched her neck, and even her wrists were shaking, so she couldn't exert any strength, and even at this moment, she was afraid to hurt her.

"Meng Tangan, I can do whatever you know, but I'm reluctant to use it for you..." He sneered in his eyes, gritted his teeth and squeezed out from his lips, unable to ask for an answer, love to the extreme, hate to the extreme, "I didn't expect, You actually used all those tricks that I despised on me!"

   (end of this chapter)