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

Chapter 151 Master Hou He Was Caught by a Scheming Beauty 41
"Don't call me that in the future."

"Okay, Xu Beihou."

I cried hard a few days ago, and my voice is still hoarse, which is another kind of charm.

She called Xun Lang a lot that day.

Xie Xun stared at her twice, wanted to say something, but didn't say anything, walked to the soft couch and sat down.

The slender fingers tapped on the table: "I heard from them that you haven't left the house?"

"It's not Tang'an's home after all, so I dare not be presumptuous." Meng Tang'an stood in front of him.

Xie Xun raised his eyebrows indifferently: "The Lin Mansion is your home?"

"Brother Lin raised me..."

Before she could finish her sentence, Xie Xun interrupted her with a cold and scary tone: "Don't let me hear this name from you in the future."

Meng Tang'an sneered in his heart, can't take it anymore?Insisting on dancing on Xie Xun's tomb, looking at him suspiciously, his eyes full of puzzlement: "Why?"

Where did Xie Xun want to explain to her, he was the only one who gave orders: "I don't like it."

Meng Tangan pursed her lips, her long eyelashes drooped down, her brows were clear, her expression was downcast, and she seemed a little embarrassed.

Seeing her like that, Xie Xun was a little annoyed.

What is Lin Zhengyuan?
Is it worth mentioning her repeatedly?
The original good mood disappeared, and he indifferently grabbed the woman's slender wrist and pulled her into his arms.

Unprepared, Meng Tangan staggered onto Xie Xun's body, subconsciously leaned against his shoulder, and looked up at him.

The temperature on his body is slightly cool, and the light fragrance and coolness are also attractive, his brows are arrogant, and his eyes are deep. When he stares at people, he dare not look directly at him.

Meng Tangan subconsciously wanted to get up, but she was shackled even harder, with long fingers pinching her chin.

Xie Xun looked down at the plain white face, and raised her face with one free hand. The touch under the fingertips was delicate and soft, which was the temperature that belonged only to his daughter.

"Meng Tang'an."

He gave a low laugh, but it didn't have much warmth, and the smile didn't touch his eyes: "Did you forget who you are now?"

Meng Tangan fell into his arms, this restrained posture was a little uncomfortable, but she couldn't break free, one hand was held by the other party, she could only look up at him, innocently.

"You pinched me."

"Don't interrupt." Xie Xun didn't like her, "Your thoughts are useless to me."

"Then Hou Ye thinks, who should I belong to?"

Meng Tang'an simply hooked the gentleman's neck, smiling happily, his eyes were curved and shining brightly.

The sweet and greasy fragrance of a daughter welled up in Xie Xun's breath, his eyes were dark, he talked and laughed briskly, revealing an undeniable toughness: "My woman."

"Xu Beihou can have many women, and Tang An doesn't want to be one of them." Her tone was delicate, her eyes clear.

"No small ambition."

"Thanks for the compliment." Meng Tang'an looked humble, but his tone was not. He was smiling, and the sleeves of his white shirt slipped to reveal a white wrist.

"Every lady has her own merits. What do you use to make Benhou choose you only?" Xie Xun casually patted her face, his movements were ambiguous but cold, like teasing a stray cat or dog on the side of the road, "Just based on this picture Face?"

"It's up to me." Meng Tang'an smiled slightly, his eyes were full of peach blossoms, and when he looked at him, it was as if he was staring at his lover from the previous life, with affection that stretched thousands of miles.

The rich fragrance lingered in Xie Xun's sleeves, and it turned into coldness without warmth: "You are not qualified to negotiate terms with me."

In the next second, a soft kiss suddenly landed on her lips!
Soft, warm, sweet and fragrant, along the line of Xie Xun's lips.

Meng Tangan took the initiative to kiss him, did not close his eyes, his eyelashes trembled, and in Xie Xun's indifferent eyes, he turned and said innocently: "Give me a chance, Tang An will not let you down."

Sir.

Husband's address.

Meng Tang'an really has the ability to seduce Xie Xun's affection.

The temperature is hot, ambiguous and happy.

Looking closely at the pair of peach blossom eyes, a coquettish smile came into view, and under the white shirt was the woman's collarbone looming.

He looked at it leisurely for a few seconds, then leaned lightly on the couch, his eyes were bottomless, and he finally made a movement.

Violently, he strangled the woman's slender and delicate back of the neck with one hand, unceremoniously snatching every inch of her breath!
Anti-customer-oriented strength.

Meng Tangan was forced to almost suffocate, and was forced to cater to him. He soon lost his strength and fell into his arms, with misty moisture in his eyes and tears.

"He has a lot of thoughts, but he is quite soft."

Xie Xun lazily rubbed his fingertips on her lips, with a bit of frivolity in his movements, and commented with a low smile.

The other party's bright red eyes and his inability to answer came into view. He felt that Meng Tang'an in this scene was more pleasing to the eye than ever.

"No matter how much you think about it, it's only because you admire Xu Beihou."

Meng Tang'an said seriously.

Xie Xun is not in the mood to talk to her about admiration or not, this kind of topic is not of much interest to him, his knuckle fingers are hooked on her belt, and he can easily get it by pulling it.

But Meng Tangan stretched out his hand to hold her down.

"No." She put her hand on his.

Xie Xun looked at her, and said indifferently without emotion: "Iser serves people, reject me?"

Meng Tangan looked at him with satisfaction, his eyes were pure and sincere at a certain moment, and his voice was clear and crisp.

"When you marry me, you will be dignified and dignified, and you will bow three times and kowtow nine times."

Xie Xun paused, and smiled slightly.

He didn't expect Meng Tangan to say such a thing.

Bold and ambitious.

No matter how much Xie Xun liked Meng Tang'an, he never thought of welcoming her as a regular wife.

What's more, he naturally didn't like Meng Tang'an much.

At most, just need a woman.

"Meng Tang'an." Xie Xun turned his jade finger, "That's boring."

Meng Tangan's eyelashes seemed to have been scalded, but he still stared at him stubbornly, and his words were clear and loud: "I don't want to carry a big sedan chair and make up a lot of red makeup, but I must marry a good matchmaker and be happy with each other."

Xie Xun looked at her, his eyes were calm, not too angry, he pulled out his hand inch by inch.

"Before you had no rules, I didn't care about you. But from now on, don't bring this kind of nonsense to me."

His tone was calm, a warning, an order.

The tip of Meng Tang'an's tongue was a little astringent. Looking at Xu Beihou's indifferent appearance, he was quiet for a long time, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

"otherwise?"

Xie Xun hates people putting on a show in front of him the most.

He likes people who are interesting and obedient. If Meng Tang'an is sensible, he doesn't mind giving her glory and wealth.

But she is the least knowledgeable.

All thoughts are trampled on, worthless.

The atmosphere was so quiet that he could hear his own breathing, Meng Tangan looked up at him.

He is always smiling, romantic and ruthless. He seems to love the world, but in fact he is more ruthless than anyone else.

Thousands of fat and powder smells linger, but there is no sign of being moved.

"So you..." Meng Tang'an's lips fluttered, and it was so difficult to speak, as if a knife was stirring in his throat, "Do you want me to be a concubine?"

No name, no title, let everyone laugh at you.

(End of this chapter)