Xie Xun did not avoid it, but looked directly at her lazily, his eyes shining like clusters of cold stars, with a cold look that seemed to be a smile but not a smile, and said softly.

"I didn't want to, but I lack a woman."

Because there is a lack of a woman, because she happens to appear, and she happens to have a face that he likes.

So that’s it.

Anyone can.

Israel serves people.

"Do you still remember what I once said?" Meng Tangan was quiet for a long time and then asked abruptly.

Xie Xun frowned.

Seeing his expression, Meng Tang'an chuckled: "That's right, the noble Xu Beihou forgets things a lot, how can he remember these things."

Her tone was calm: "I once said that no matter how humble Tang An was born, he would never become someone else's concubine, let alone an outsider."

"I admire you. If you don't want to marry me, I won't force you."

She stood up, glowed in front of Xie Xun, and said humbly and respectfully: "Thank you, Marquis Xu Bei, for saving your life. Tang An, the gate of the Marquis' Mansion, is too high to reach, so just leave."

Xie Xun looked at the person standing in front of him expressionlessly, his eyes suddenly turned cold, and he gently rubbed his jade finger: "Leave? Where else do you want to go."

"Anywhere is fine."

"Back to the Lin Mansion, I guess." Xie Xun recalled that in the files he had investigated, Lin Zhengyuan brought people back from Jiangnan. He twitched the corners of his lips, and the curvature seemed to be a bit mocking, and his tone was very lazy, which made people puzzled, "Why?

, do you still want to marry your brother Lin?"

"Tang'an never meant this. You can't make false accusations with empty words."

Meng Tangan was a little annoyed: "What's wrong with Brother Lin? Why did you mention him!"

These words sounded like a different kind of defense to Xie Xun's ears, so harsh that he almost crushed her wrist bones.

"Meng Tang'an, don't tell me you don't know what he thinks about you."

The voice was cold, harsh, and terrifying.

"Pretend to be deaf and mute, huh? Or do you want both of them to use them to climb up?"

"Xie Xun!"

Meng Tang'an was hurt a lot, and his wrists were bruised even without looking. When he looked into his cold eyes, he simply raised the corners of his lips and kissed his lips intimately and ambiguously.

This movement was sudden and without warning, making Xie Xun squint his eyes.

"Xu Beihou is right. Tang An just wants to climb up and reach a position that no one dares to despise."

She took a deep breath, her eyes were full of affection, and her voice was sweet and sweet, almost like a coquettish girl.

"My admiration for you is fake, flattery is said casually, and all flattery is unconscionable. I want both you and Brother Lin."

Every time she uttered a word, Xie Xun's face darkened, and his eyes looked at her with sharp knives.

Meng Tang'an smiled even brighter: "Are you satisfied this time?"

"It's not good for you to irritate me." Xie Xun pinched his face and stated the facts.

"I told you I don't like you anymore! Can't you hear me!" Meng Tang'an suddenly pushed him hard, even his fingertips were trembling, "I don't care who the outsider likes. I don't care. Get out of here."

Ah!"

Xie Xun was a little impatient and held back his temper: "I don't want to talk to you about our love for our children."

"Okay, let's not talk about it then. What do you mean by locking me here and letting them stop me?"

"Except for me, you have nowhere to go." Xie Xun told her this fact indifferently and cruelly.

The thing he likes must be his.

There was a "pop!" sound.

The crisp slap echoed in the bedroom and was clearly audible.

The atmosphere was so quiet that there was no sound at all.

The slap was urgent and hard, without any force and without any warning. It stunned Xie Xun for a second or two. He turned his face to the side, and the severe pain spread later, and almost the entire side of his face was numb.

Xie Xun has never been slapped in the face in all his life!

"Asshole!" Meng Tang'an was so angry that his wrists were shaking and kept shaking. He cursed with red eyes and raised his left hand. He seemed to have the intention of hitting him again——

His slender fingers tightly grasped her wrist, the force was so frightening that it could almost crush her wrist bones.

The dark eyes stared at her without any warmth, like the biting ice and snow falling down for thirty-nine days, making people shudder.

"Meng Tang'an."

Xie Xun's voice was unusually calm, just like usual. He licked the blood that overflowed from the corner of his lips. The smell of blood filled his mouth. The pain on the side of his face was so painful that it was hard to ignore. It reminded him clearly of what happened. Suddenly,

I smiled, not as deep as my eyes.

"Did I give you face?"

"If you can, hit me, but hit me back!"

Meng Tang'an looked at the face so close to her. She used to have a romantic and frivolous appearance, but now her side face was red and swollen.

The five-finger slap marks were extremely obvious on the fair skin, and the corners of the thin lips were also broken, with blood oozing out.

But it doesn't damage his nobility at all, and it's even more terrifying, with a silent sense of oppression.

Her whole body was trembling, her cheeks were thin and pale, but she refused to show any timidity. She even raised her chin, which was pitifully thin, and her peach-blossom eyes were red without a single tear.

"It's me who committed the crime, it's my wishful thinking. Anyway, you won't feel bad if I die. You might as well just beat me to death!"

The red lips opened and closed, and what came out were all sharp and harsh words.

Xie Xun stared at that lip, his ears were still buzzing, and the pain spread.

Suddenly he made a move, forcibly picked him up and threw him on the couch!

"Let me go!" Meng Tang'an struggled desperately and pushed him, "let me go!"

However, there was a huge disparity in strength between the two of them, and they couldn't resist at all, so they were restrained by Xie Xun, and they kissed him with the smell of blood, without any hint of pity.

"Don't want to? Why did you follow me in the first place?" Xie Xun sneered, with cold and furious anger in his heart, he pinched her neck and blocked all the words he didn't want to hear.

"Don't touch me!"

The thin layer of white shirt and the strong red shirt overlap, entangle, set off, and add ambiguity.

It's just that the atmosphere is tense at this moment, and there is no trace of affection at all.

It is cold in late autumn, and the cold wind is howling.

Tiny cries sounded, intermittently, and Meng Tangan stopped struggling. She just cried, and tears rolled down her cheeks one after another. Her face was as white as a piece of thin paper, and her eyes were lifeless, looking up.<

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The cry is broken, the syllables are forced in the throat and overflow.

Xie Xun paused and looked at the thin and pale face in disbelief.

"I didn't even cry when I was beaten, why are you crying?"

"You bullied me..." Meng Tang'an choked.

The tip of Xie Xun's tongue touched the side of his face. It hurt so much that Meng Tang'an didn't do it lightly. For a moment, he didn't know how to respond to these words.

He looked at the crying person on the couch and casually wiped the blood from the corners of his lips with his fingertips. He was so upset that he had nothing to do, so he simply rolled up his sleeves and left.

The servants outside were frightened when they heard the noise coming from the bedroom, and they all wanted to cover their ears!
Chapter completed!