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

   Chapter 170 Lord Hou, he was caught by the beauty outside the room 60

  It rained all night, she lay in his arms and cried until she could not make a sound, her throat was dry and her eyes were red, and she fell into a deep sleep.

  Xie Xun maintained that position until his fingers went numb.

   Looking down at the quiet man, he fell asleep in his arms, his shoulders trembled slightly, his face was as pale as a dummy, his face was wet with tears, his eyelashes were wet and drooping, his eyebrows were frowning, and he did not let go.

   fragile to the extreme.

   He didn't like watching Meng Tangan cry.

  When Xie Xun realized this, the long-lasting pain in his heart made him very uncomfortable and felt strange. He stared at her for a long time, and hugged her to the pillow and didn't leave.

  The rain washed the prosperous Chang'an City, the cold wind blew off the dead branches, and the candle flames were dead.

   Meng Tangan slept uneasy, curled up together, subconsciously looking for the temperature around her, and nestled in Xie Xun's arms.

   A person who seems to be squeamish and willful and play tricks on weekdays, but at this time, she realizes that she is really small and fragile.

  Xie Xun has never been sleepy, but is unusually awake, looking at the person beside his pillow.

   This is Xie Xun's first person who has moved his mind to support him over the years.

   simply tried to coax her to sleep, and patted the woman's thin back with his fingers.

   - Stop **** filming.

  ——The stomach, liver, spleen and kidney will be photographed later.

   Is this coaxing people or deliberate revenge?

   Meng Tangan couldn't take it anymore, turned around, and was brought back by Xie Xun.

  #The world is impermanent

  The dead branches were struggling and swaying in the cold wind, the raindrops under the porch were densely formed into waterfalls, and a small piece of wet pillows was the tears that slipped from the corner of her eyes.

   She was crying even when she was sleeping.

  #Thank you, I was filmed crying

  Xie Xun wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and suddenly heard her babbling in her dream, indistinct, until she got closer to hear it more clearly.

   "It's not that I want to be an outer room."

The words    fell in Xie Xun's ears, causing him to froze suddenly.

  The woman closed her eyes, not at all peaceful, dripping with cold sweat, maybe even a dream was wronged, her lips moved.

   "Why are they talking about me?"

   is that she comes from a humble background, she is unscrupulous, she is dirty, she is despicable, she is unscrupulous.

  The words that have been kept for a long time before they are revealed, and only when they are asleep will they reveal one or two, so many grievances.

   Xie Xun doesn’t understand and doesn’t pay attention.

   This matter is nothing but a romantic debt on him, and all the sharp knives and rumors in the world point to Meng Tangan.

   "I forced you." Xie Xun looked at that face and said calmly in a low voice.

   It was he who insisted on her being the outer chamber.

   She did nothing wrong.

  Xie Xun lowered his eyes, half covering the expression in his eyes, neither light nor heavy: "I forced you."

   With a heavy rain fell on the ear.

"I heard."

   The voice of Jiangnan's soft words sounded, and the wet eyelashes were still stained with tears. When they opened, they revealed crying red peach eyes. Only one eye expressed deep affection, which was washed by tears and became clearer, reflecting Xie Xun's eyebrows.

   Meng Tangan looked at him, the corners of her lips curved slightly, a smile appeared, and she sucked in a breath of cold air because of the wound on her side face.

   looks a bit pathetic, not funny, and even more uncomfortable.

   When Xie Xun said that, she was already awake.

   "Why didn't you fight back?" Xie Xun asked.

   Those eyes are deep and sharp, making people have nowhere to hide, can't tell what is hidden, only feel that they can penetrate the soul.

   "They are your family." Meng Tangan answered very lightly. She was always smiling, soft, cunning, and smug, but now she just smiled, "I am nothing."

  Scrutinize the situation and survive through the cracks.

   This is what she knew from childhood to university.

   "Meng Tang'an, I'll give you this right." Xie Xun said without beginning or end, his expression unpredictable, suddenly affectionate and cool.

   Before Meng Tangan could speak, he sealed her lips.

  The breath is entangled, the fragrance is lingering, and there is nowhere to escape.

   Meng Tangan didn't resist, and responded to him proactively, trembling, soft, peach blossom eyes looked at Xie Xun, as if he was full of satisfaction, with tears in his eyes, laughing, and murmuring from his lips and teeth.

   "Xunlang..."

  's soft whisper, as if returning to that night, Xie Xun squinted Ling's long and narrow eyes, his long eyelashes drooped, and the sweet fragrance of his daughter's house wafted through his clothes, watching the people who were close at hand.

  Three thousand blue silks are like waterfalls, the words and laughter are lingering and charming, and the glamorous color is touching, untainted by the world, and without the purity of fireworks.

   Crying but laughing, eyelashes glittering.

   The inadvertently revealed delicacy is extraordinarily fragile, for people to observe, control, unscrupulous, and deadly.

  The treasured china, the fragile glass, the shackled canary in a luxurious cage, it's all her.

   He hummed, earnestly and deeply, and kissed many strong feet.

   Surprisingly, there is no other arrogant behavior.

  Cold rain knocked on the window, pattering.

   It was quiet for a long time, Meng Tangan's voice sounded, she said, "Let Tangan go when Xu Beihou gets married."

no respond.

  …

   Xu Beihou Mansion.

   "Why didn't you see Brother Xun?" Liu Zhu was still worried about what happened today, and asked with a sullen face when she saw Yang Zhihua.

   "Master Hou won't be back today." Yang Zhihua changed the conversation, "However, I specially asked me to bring a gift for Madam and Miss Zhang."

   Liu Zhu was taken aback: "Brother Xun has a heart, what is it?"

  Yang Zhihua clapped his hands, and the people in the group were struggling to hold stacks of heavy Buddhist scriptures.

   "??!"

   Zhang Nuanyan, who came to hear the news, didn't see Xie Xun, and designated to stay with Meng Tangan, her eyes darkened, and she asked with a smile, "Why are there so many Buddhist scriptures?"

  Yang Zhihua said bluntly: "Master Hou thinks that copying Buddhist scriptures is convenient for self-cultivation, maybe because you two are too idle, which is just right for this job, don't leave the house until you have finished copying the Buddhist scriptures."

  “…”

  “…”

   After returning to the inner room, Zhang Nuanyan's face was blurred by the night, and the maid followed behind her, inexplicably a little uneasy.

  Miss Zhang has always been approachable and easy-going, and won the hearts and minds of the Hou Mansion, but for some reason, she was a little scared.

   "Put down the Buddhist scriptures, you go down first."

"Yes."

   When Zhang Nuanyan was the only one left in the inner room, she threw the Buddhist scriptures on the ground, digging her nails into her flesh, showing no mercy at all.

   "Meng, Tang, An!"

   Since this person appeared, all her plans were disrupted.

   "I have to figure out a way..."

   Zhang Nuanyan's lips curled into a smile, her eyes darkened.

   "Miss?" The slave maid was stunned when she saw Zhang Nuanyan walking out.

   "Changchan, you also know the news that the Marquis received the outer room recently." Zhang Nuanyan smiled wryly, and lowered her eyebrows, "My slap is thanks to the outer room."

   "This is too much!" Chang Chan said angrily, deeply impressed by Zhang Nuanyan's grace.

   "The outer room... well, I'm afraid there will be no place for us in this Hou's mansion in the future."

   "Don't say she's a slave, the whole house only recognizes the lady as a master!"

  Chang Chan firmly said.

"Can you give me a hand?"

   (end of this chapter)