Kuai Chuan: The cold Lord God always acts like a spoiled brat to me

Chapter 171 Master Hou He Was Caught by a Scheming Beauty 61
"Miss, just say it."

If the outer room is brought into the Hou's mansion by Lord Hou in the future, maybe why they don't want to see the young lady, and these servants like them will have even less status.

Chang Chan could tell the difference.

Zhang Nuanyan revealed a smile.

"You help me go out of the house to inquire about Meng Tang'an. How did she...how did she meet Brother Xie Xun, who did she meet, and what happened to kidnapping her?"

"I just want to know why brother Xie Xun likes her."

"Miss, don't worry, leave this matter to the servant!"

The next day, the rain stopped, it was the last rain in late autumn, and the sun was shining.

The air is still filled with humidity, and the rain dripping from the eaves of the corridor falls on the bluestone slabs, which is antique, peaceful and elegant.

This was the first time Xie Xun stayed here except for that night, and he didn't leave in the morning.

Meng Tang'an fell into a deep sleep, and when Yoyo woke up, her eyes met a cold and white collarbone, and the slightly open and messy neckline was bewitched by hardness.

"Wake up and don't stay in bed."

A deep voice sounded, Xie Xun looked at her with lazy eyes.

"You just stay in bed, why don't you leave?" Meng Tang'an hugged the quilt to retort, crying hard yesterday, her voice was still hoarse.

"Appreciate if you can sleep until the sun rises."

"!!!"

Meng Tang'an finally felt uncomfortable because of what happened last night, and he often wanted to sew Xie Xun's mouth shut.

Xie Xun got off the bed, wearing a white jacket, with a slender figure, with an air of nobility, a bit less fierce than usual, elegant and undisciplined, like a young man enjoying the rain in front of the window in old days.

His bony fingers picked up the clothes on one side of the pear blossom wooden frame, caught a glimpse of the person who was still sitting on the bed, and temporarily thought of teasing her, casually hooked his fingers to her, playing with Meng Tangan's blank gaze .

"Will you serve people?"

Meng Tangan was annoyed at his frivolous questioning this morning, his cheeks were thin and his autumn eyes were bright, and he threw the pillow at Xie Xun viciously.

"Do those who admire Xu Beihou know what you look like in private?"

It was the first time in his life that someone smashed the pillow, Xie Xun had a weird expression on his face, he hugged the pillow firmly, and soon his expression was normal: "What?"

"Frivolous! Shameless! Shameless!"

Meng Tang'an used three words in a row, which showed that he was really out of breath.

"Benhou just wanted to ask you, will you change clothes for others?" Xie Xun was not annoyed, and said slowly and affectionately: "Besides, what is the relationship between those people and me, as long as Tangtang knows."

"..."

I will visit someone's grave.

Do you want it?
For the sake of acquaintances, [-]% off.

Meng Tang'an put his arms around his knees, his white chin was resting on his arms, his black hair was disheveled behind him, soft and charming, he asked, "Then Xu Beihou will wait for people to change clothes?"

"Others don't mind, what about you..." Xie Xun's eyes were arrogant, his expression was unrestrained, and he smiled inexplicably, "I can help you take it off."

That is clearly torn! !

Meng Tang calmly threw another pillow at Xie Xun!
Just as Cha Qiu came in and wanted to help the girl wash up, she saw a pillow flying towards her head-on, she was dazed, and hurriedly hugged it.

"girl?"

Meng Tangan pursed her lips, her earlobes were still red.

Cha Qiu looked at her, and saw the figure standing there lazily holding a pillow, his eyelids twitched, and he understood what was going on.

This Miss Meng is so courageous!
Last night Xie Xun was so angry that he didn't leave and stayed overnight. Cha Qiu couldn't help feeling that the life in Chu Yuju would be really lively in the future. He coughed and put down his pillow.

"The servant girl retreats first..."

"No, let's wash up." Xie Xun had no expression on his face, but he didn't intend to leave either, he just leaned against the door and watched Meng Tangan wash up.

It has been eight days since Lin Fu left.

It's not that Xie Xun never thought about coming, but every time he thought of how she and Lin Zhengyuan stood together that day, it was indescribably annoying, so he deliberately left her alone for a while, so that he could clarify his views on Meng Tang'an.

As a result, such an incident happened yesterday.

Meng Tangan.

Xie Xun murmured her name in his heart, with an inexplicable look on his face.

Here, Meng Tang'an didn't know what Xie Xun was thinking, she was in pain, tears were streaming down her face, when Zha Qiu put on her makeup, she tried to avoid the injury on her side face, but it still hurt so much, she whispered: "No Come on, that’s fine.”

Xie Xun sneered: "Promise." On a whim, he stepped forward, "I'll do it."

"!!!"

Zha Qiu treated himself as a tool person with no emotions throughout the whole process, hesitated for a while, and wanted to back down.

"I don't want it." Meng Tangan pitifully grabbed Zha Qiu's sleeve and refused to let her go, "Qiuqiu, come here!"

Xie Xun looked at her like this: "What happened to me?"

How dare she despise him? !

"You don't know it at all." Meng Tang'an frowned, really disgusted, and turned to look at Cha Qiu, with a soft voice, "It's better to be Qiuqiu."

A drop of cold sweat dripped from Cha Qiu's forehead.

Don't dare to be!
In the end, Cha Qiu didn't stay, Xie Xun pressed Meng Tang'an in front of the vanity mirror with a calm face: "Don't move around."

Meng Tang'an looked down upon death as if at home.

Seeing her expression, Xie Xun himself doubted that he was that bad?

impossible.

Xie Xun was categorical, and felt that Meng Tang'an didn't know how to flatter her.

It is rare to look at the injury on the side face seriously: "The swelling has subsided."

"How could it be so fast?" Meng Tang'an didn't believe it.

"What did I lie to you for?" Xie Xun dismissed.

Meng Tang'an held his face in the mirror, looked at it carefully, and complained: "It's so ugly."

Xie Xun leaned sideways in front of the dressing table: "It's okay."

Xie Xun never praised anyone, let alone a woman, Meng Tangan didn't know how rare his words were, and complained: "If I lose my appearance, I will blame you."

"Don't worry, it won't break."

The medicines used are all high-quality, so it is so easy to lose their appearance.

"That's right. After all, Xu Beihou has taken a fancy to my face, so he wouldn't let Tang An lose his face."

Xie Xun didn't bother to refute such words, so he simply let Meng Tangan say whatever he wanted.

He lifted up that greasy face and looked at it for a few seconds. This was the first time he put makeup on a woman. His movements were so light that he exhausted Xie Xun's patience in his life. He deliberately avoided the wound and put rouge on her, saying coldly. ask.

"pain?"

Meng Tang'an was already prepared for Xie Xun to be indifferent and even disfigured.

Unexpectedly, the cool temperature fell on the side of the face, a little icy, and there were thin calluses on the fingertips, and there was a strange trembling when sliding across the skin.

The vanity mirror reflected the image of a woman in a white shirt, with her eyes closed and her eyes raised. Her chin was lifted by someone, only her slender fingers were visible, and she couldn't see the person's face clearly. One was pretty and the other was lazy. Paved all over the floor.

She moved her eyelashes, opened her eyes tentatively, just met Xie Xun's condescending gaze, and groaned.

"Let's be so-so."

Xie Xun laughed angrily, licked his teeth, and said solemnly: "I really gave you face."

"Otherwise, who else does Xun Lang want to give face to?" Meng Tang'an looked up at him, with a sweet and gentle voice, expressing all kinds of affection.

(End of this chapter)