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

   Chapter 240 Aquaman Escape From Marriage vs Tsundere Crematorium 130

   "You said...I say I love her now, is it too late?"

   "What do you think?" Xie Quyan asked rhetorically.

   It's too late, who will believe it!

  Xie Xun stared at the bamboo garden in the distance, silent to the extreme.

   "What's the use of talking about this now, she doesn't want it anymore..." Xie Quyan was upset, "No matter how much you do, if you don't say it, she doesn't know, what's the use?"

  Crazy girls most need commitment to feel at ease.

   And Xie Xun's attitude always makes people worry about gain and loss.

   "Don't drink it!"

  Xie Quyan saw that he was drinking so much that he couldn't stand it any longer, so he snatched the wine from Xie Xun's hand.

   "Give it to me." He raised his eyes coldly, the innate sharpness and the feeling of brokenness under seven-point drunkenness mixed together, making people both fearful and sad.

  Xie Xun was not a smooth sailor when he was a child. His biological father died in battle, and the Xie family was left out in the cold.

   He forcibly cut a path on the battlefield, and his sword qi ran across 30,000 miles, raging over the nineteen prefectures of Nanliang, and earning the reputation of General Xie Xiao!

  Young and arrogant, high above, it can be described as never losing, let alone suffering emotionally.

   The first time I know women.

   fell to the ground.

   "Drink, drink, you won't die!"

  Xie Quyan watched his lifeless drinking method, and got so angry that he drank with him, accusing him over and over again.

   "She loves you very much. You must have a problem with your business. Can't you be soft in front of her..."

   The words that she loves you fell in Xie Xun's ears. He listened and laughed, and he didn't know what he was laughing at.

   Meng Tangan's performance in this scene is really...

   is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

   Laughter was swallowed in his throat, burning with the spirits.

he thinks.

  Since she lied to him, why not lie to him for the rest of her life!

   Bamboo Garden.

   The moonlight in the sky is as cool as water.

   At this hour, Meng Tangan had already fallen asleep, and turned over in a daze, the chains tied around her ankles swayed, and the white sleeves dangled with the movement, revealing a thin wrist, soft and fragile.

   She saw a shadow on the ground.

   Mostly awake!

   "Xie Xun?"

  The man stood in front of her bed, and he didn't know how long he had been there. The red clothes were on him, and he felt empty and thin.

   Eyelashes drooped slightly, looking at her.

   The night was too dark, Meng Tangan couldn't see the emotions in his eyes, but felt extremely depressed.

  I haven't seen each other for a long time. The last time we met was seven days ago, but she felt that Xie Xun had changed a lot, and she couldn't tell.

   "Get out!" Meng Tangan sat up and covered herself with the quilt.

   Xie Xun was indifferent, and his slender fingers ripped open the belt coldly.

   The woman subconsciously stepped back when she saw his movements, her thin shoulders were leaning against the wall, her neck was white and fragile, her collarbone was looming under the white dress, and her voice was alert: "What are you doing!"

  Xie Xun smiled casually when she saw her defensive appearance.

   "Meng Tangan, you are the wife I am marrying, what do you think I am doing?"

   "I'm not your wife." Meng Tangan said, "I'm an assassin."

  Xie Xun's heart suddenly tightened, he ignored the uncontrollable pain.

   leaned over and grabbed her chin, put it on one knee, and fell down with a drunk kiss!

   He has always been straightforward and rude in this regard. Meng Tangan was robbed of his breath by him, his eyes were covered with light mist, he pushed him away with his hands, and kicked him with his feet, the black chains made a clattering sound.

  However, the strength of the two was so disparate that it was useless to struggle, their hands were held on top of their heads.

   "Xie... Xie Xun..." Meng Tangan's breathing was turbulent, and he could clearly smell the strong and clear smell of spirits on his body, which lingered aggressively in his breath.

   She bit the tip of his tongue furiously, the smell of blood permeated between her lips and teeth instantly, but the man didn't retreat, instead, he didn't feel the deep kiss like pain at all, so strong that it was outrageous, almost suffocating.

   "Crack!" sound——

   She pulled out a hand and slammed it on Xie Xun's face.

   The slap was crisp.

   Even the air froze for a while.

   The pain on the side of his face was so severe that it gradually spread to perception. Xie Xun paused for a few seconds before he could react. The tip of his tongue licked the blood on the corner of his lips, and he tasted the blood.

   "Go away!" She tried so hard that her fingers were shaking, she kept backing, her shoulders shrank a little.

   "What are you afraid of? It's not the first time I've hit her." Xie Xun looked at her, wiped the blood off his fingertips, his voice was light, and seemed a little mocking, "Can I still fight back?"

   Actually, Meng Tangan is not afraid, she is just a subconscious disguise.

  Deception and lies have been etched in her bones since she was seven years old.

   It can't be changed in this life.

   When she told the truth and the lie, Xie Xun could hear it, and now she could see that she was lying to him.

never mind.

   "Stop being an assassin, Meng Tangan."

  Xie Xun loves the strongest alcohol, but he never drinks too much. Today is the one he drank the most. His mind is dizzy, and his consciousness is still sober to the extreme.

   He watched the disguised hesitation and dripping tears on her face. Even if he knew that she was acting, he was soft-hearted again, unable to refuse or turn a blind eye.

   He held out his hand to her.

   "What's so good about Lin Zhengyuan? He's in the prison now, what can he give you?" Xie Xun coaxed her softly, more like a prayer than exchanging the word, "Come by my side."

   "I'll give you whatever you want, my everything."

   As long as you come.

   As long as I have.

   "I want you to go! I want no more Xie Xun in my life! I want to never meet you! Can you do it?"

   She didn't choose to hold his hand, but threw it away the second he reached out.

Xie Xun seemed to have been poured a basin of cold water on his face. The water droplets dripped down his face, like falling into an ice cave. The freezing temperature penetrated the skin, and it was so cold that it made people tremble in the bones, quenching all enthusiasm, and even more and more. He seemed so unbearable.

   His fingertips trembled violently, but he grabbed her wrist forcibly, and then intertwined his fingers: "You know I can't do it."

   Meng Tangan never wanted to reconcile with Xie Xun from the beginning.

   "Yes, I know, so what?" She raised the hand she held with him, allowing Xie Xun to see clearly, "You can sleep me for a day, but we can't!"

  Xie Xun saw countless double images in his sight, Meng Tangan threw himself in his arms and smiled at him, and Meng Tangan coldly stabbed him with a dagger. The pictures gradually overlapped, reflecting her now.

   There was a buzzing sound in his ears, and the chaotic voices at different times made him unavoidable, and the capture was extremely clear.

   "I love Xunlang just fine."

   "Never."

   "I'm not afraid, I have Xunlang with me anyway."

   "Death and life do not meet."

  Xie Xun can't wait to close his eyes and cover his ears, as if nothing happened, and his heart is empty, as if someone had forcibly hollowed out a piece.

   He didn't let go of her hand, and kissed her fiercely, Meng Tangan couldn't struggle and kept entangled.

   It is clear that the love is warm, but they are **** for tat!

   "Why don't you love me?" Xie Xun said in a hoarse voice what he had never been able to say when he was sober.

   (end of this chapter)