This time, Xie Xun had obvious anger on his face, his profile was sharp and his eyes were gloomy. Standing in the darkness, the red dress and jade crown were extremely noble, and at this moment, it made people even more scared.<

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"Didn't you leave?"

Meng Tangan hurriedly put down his rolled-up trouser legs and tried to cover the wounds on his ankles, but unfortunately everything was already exposed.

The man walked over quickly, grabbed her wrist, leaned over, and said coldly.

"This is my place, why should I leave?"

"You go out, I'm going to bed!"

Meng Tang'an said with red eyes and trembling eyes, trying to free his hand. There was a huge disparity in natural strength, and Xie Xun's strength became fierce again. It was completely useless, but it became tighter and tighter.

Xie Xun's anger has been suppressed since the day he left the Lin Mansion. At this moment, he looked at Meng Tang'an coldly, smiling instead of angry.

He didn't even think about leaving, but Meng Tangan had the ability to make people mad, so he didn't care about her injury, so he went to the study to rest, but couldn't fall asleep no matter how hard he came out, he bumped into Cha Qiu when he came out.

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Cha Qiu didn't speak, so she wasn't going to say anything anymore?

Bear it on your own?

A squeamish person like Meng Tang'an doesn't complain or act coquettishly, so what are you causing trouble today?

"Sleeping?" Xie Xun glanced at the woman's ankle sarcastically. She had fair skin, but the wound was really deep, bloody and dazzling. "Is this how you sleep?"

When the gaze fell on her body, Meng Tangan felt as if she had been burned. Her ankles shrank and she tried her best to hide herself under the quilt. However, Xie Xun reached out to hold her and pressed her there forcefully. She couldn't move no matter how hard she tried.<

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Exposed.

"Can you take care of it!"

Meng Tang'an also lost his temper. He said something angrily and stared at him coldly. However, his peach blossom eyes were red and full of tears, which really had no deterrent effect.

Xie Xun doesn't want to have this kind of meaningless quarrel, it has always been boring.

But Meng Tang'an was able to break his bottom line every time. He used a little force to hold the woman's ankle with his fingers, causing Meng Tang'an to shrink back in pain.

The slender fingers circled it easily, and the feet under the palm were white and tender. I don't know whether it was pain or something, but the toes were slightly curled up, and they were pitiful and smooth.

That touch of white is very dazzling in the dimness, just like the frozen snow. In the hands of Xu Beihou, the picture contains a bit of charming fragrance.

Warm fragrant nephrite, vivid color and fragrance.

In particular, she was only wearing a thin snow-white tunic. Because of her struggling movements, the collar spread out, revealing a small piece of snow-grey skin. With her breathing, her collarbone was looming, her black hair was spread behind her, and her waist was full of flesh.

Holding, against the palm-sized face, charming.

Xie Xun looked at her, his eyes were deep and dark, cold and emotionless: "Who cares about the woman I raise?"

Somehow, Meng Tangan's face suddenly turned pale, without any blood.

——Please, this scene really makes people think too much.

It's a pity that what she did later ruined such a good atmosphere.

It's impossible to expect Xie Xun to say anything nice with a temper like his.

Occasionally, a few words that seem to be affectionate are just the youthful romance, the cold eyes are shining, the thin lips are raised into a smile, and one or two words of love can make the little girl fascinated, but after all, they are nothing but false.

Fascinating.

His romantic style is ruthless.

The atmosphere suddenly became quiet. Xie Xun sat by the bed, holding her ankle with one hand and placing it on his leg. With the other hand, he picked up the medicine next to him. He lowered his eyes and looked at the injury, his eyes bottomless.

The wound was scratched a bit deeply by the porcelain shards. Perhaps it was because the bedroom was too dark or because of the pain. She didn't bandage it well at all. The gauze was wrapped in a mess and there was blood oozing out.

"I'm clumsy and can't do any small things well."

Xie Xun said in disgust, and took apart the gauze again, suppressing the discomfort in his heart. He just felt that he couldn't stand such an ugly bandaging method.

He still doesn’t know what it means to feel distressed.

When I found out later...

"Yes, I can't do anything well, I'm not worthy of you, and I can't compare to those hairpin families!"

Meng Tangan's words came out from his teeth one by one, his tone was cold, but his eyes were red, with a bit of fierceness, and unspeakable grievance and hatred.

Xie Xun saw that look for the first time. He was stunned for a moment and didn't take it seriously. He applied medicine to her casually: "As long as I like you."

Meng Tangan stopped talking and pulled the quilt over. Xie Xun held her white jade feet in his hands and put them on his lap, watching the scene silently.

There was only the rumble of thunder in the bedroom, and the rain became more and more urgent, covering the sky and covering the ground.

Xie Xun could feel that she was looking at him, but he didn't care. His long eyelashes were lowered, his expression was thin and angry, and his profile was clean and clear. He was buried in the dim shadow, making it difficult to see and touch. His aura was terrifying.

It makes people afraid and dare not speak.

He applied the medicine and wrapped the gauze very slowly. He had never been so particular about himself, but instead gave all his patience to Meng Tang'an.

When the wound was finally bandaged, I looked up and was stunned.

The woman looked at him quietly and actually cried——

The eyes were hazy and dark, and tears fell down drop by drop. Two tear tracks were clearly visible, sliding down the pale and thin cheeks, dripping on the quilt, and soon stained a large area!

No sound was made at all.

It's not hysterical, nor is it trying to compromise. It's very quiet from beginning to end, but it makes people feel panic, pain, and despair for no reason.

After such a long time, Xie Xun didn't notice at all!

"Why are you crying?" Xie Xun's fingertips became a little tight.

He didn't hurt her, so there's nothing to cry about.

Xie Xun has never seen a woman with so many tears.

"It hurts..."

Meng Tang'an opened his lips several times and made weak movements, but no syllables came out. It was not until finally with the thunder and lightning that he uttered a pitifully small voice, which was almost lost in the heavy rain.

Choked and broken.

She never said it hurt before, not when she was slapped, nor when the wound was bandaged.

"How can you be so squeamish?" Xie Xun raised his fingers to wipe away the tears on her face. The skin under his fingertips was delicate and the tears were so hot that he couldn't wipe them away no matter how hard he wiped them away. He didn't understand why she was crying and her voice was hoarse.

Now, "Injuries will not leave scars."

Meng Tang'an cried harder, almost in tears, her peach blossom eyes were filled with sadness and confusion. She looked at Xie Xun, as if she had no focus, her eyes were shaky and broken, with a sense of distant emptiness.

"Where did I go wrong?"

She asked: "What did I do wrong..."

This was the second time that she had cried like this except that day when Dahong's wedding dress was almost humiliated.

It’s all related to him.

Xie Xun can always make Meng Tangan cry again and again.

"You're right." Xie Xun held the woman in his arms, pressed his slender fingers on the woman's slender and choked back, lowered his eyes and spoke word by word.

The man in his arms didn't stop crying, and his clothes were wet with tears. It was clearly a cold night, but the temperature in his heart was hot. He gripped his sleeves hard, his knuckles glowing white, and said with a hint

The hatred that cannot be expressed, the breathing is ups and downs and broken.

"Don't cry..."
Chapter completed!