Meng Tang'an raised his head and saw that face that was particularly elegant under the snow and lights. The snowflakes were falling, the long eyelashes were thick, and the eyes were like cold stars, reflected by three thousand lanterns, which made him look wild.

Her breath was filled with a cool and clean fragrance. She looked into the distance and saw nothing anymore: "It's okay."

Xie Quyan is alone, lonely and cold.

The excitement was all theirs, and all that was left to him was sadness.

Until the end, Xie Quyan refused to give up and wanted to follow Xie Xun home, and said earnestly: "I also want to sleep with you."

"..."

"No! I mean I want to sleep at your place!!"

Conscience of heaven and earth.

He just wants to find out about the enemy!!

If you know yourself and your enemy, you can fight a hundred battles without danger!

In the end, Xie Quyan was ruthlessly taken away by Yang Zhihua.

"Let me go!!"

"What did you say?"

Xie Quyan looked at the tall and burly man in front of him, and saw the dark and fierce face covered with beards. His appearance was very wild, which deeply shocked people's eyes.

Then he looked down at his thin arms and legs.

"...Just think I farted."

After watching the lantern festival, Xie Xun sent people back. As a result, he was stopped outside without even stepping through the door of Chu Yuju, and met his smiling eyes.

"Throw it away after use? After all, I just watched a lantern show with you. It's so unreasonable, Tangtang."

Xie Xun stood in the swaying wind and snow, leaning over to look at her.

"Tang'an didn't ask Mr. Xun to accompany me to watch it." Meng Tang'an answered calmly, with three thousand ink hair flying, and her cloak was embroidered with red plums, which contrasted with the snow skirt.

"I can't even sleep in the study?"

"What if I want to read a book in the middle of the night and disturb Mr. Hou? This is inappropriate."

Even black can be said to be white. Xie Xun didn't believe this reason at all. He rubbed his teeth and said, "Is it okay if I sleep in the side room?"

"Tang An suffers from sleepwalking at night and is afraid of scaring the Marquis."

Cha Qiu stood outside the door. He didn't want to go in or not. In the end, he decided to run away and avoid the limelight.

Meng Tang'an saw Cha Qiu and waved happily: "Qiu Qiu, come in quickly!"

Cha Qiu Zhuangjian and Xie Xun looked at each other until their eyes met.

"Slave..." I still can't do it.

"Why don't you come?" Meng Tang'an directly dragged Cha Qiu in.

Cha Qiu really faced Xie Xun’s death gaze and filled up his hatred value.

Xie Xun said casually: "What about me?"

Meng Tangan smiled at him with soft eyebrows, and then closed the door mercilessly in the next second.

"..."

Suddenly I experienced loneliness and coldness.

Zha Qiu was extremely anxious: "Girl, why did you drive Mr. Marquis out again!!"

"Where is this?"

"What if the Marquis doesn't come if this continues!"

"Do you think he looks good?"

Xu Beihou, who was once again kicked out of his own little house, fell into silence facing the heavy snowfall.

Finally, I found Xie Quyan, sat there, and said in a nonchalant manner: "Drink with me."

"Oh, I know -" Xie Quyan said in a strange tone, "Are you here to show off?"

"Drink or not?"

"Drink!"

To a certain extent, two little cabbages in the fields who are neither loved nor loved clink glasses on a cold night.

In the end, Xie Quyan drank directly from the wine jar, with runny nose and tears, and tugged on Xie Xun's sleeves.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

Xie Xun leaned against the red candle in the pavilion, one of his long legs was bent, snow fell on his shoulders, he was carefree and unrestrained, holding the wine cup casually with one hand, and threw away Xie Quyan's hand in disgust: "You're so dirty, get out."

"You are still justified in robbing my wife, why don't you go to heaven!"

"She is mine." Xie Xun's voice was cold and stern.

"Mine!!"

"I."

"Mine!"

"..."

Xie Xun raised his hand and pressed his eyebrows, leaning against the red pillar lazily, feeling that he was so drunk that he could even say such a thing.

"Xie Xun, don't think I don't know that you are not sincere towards her at all!! I don't know what your attitude is towards her, but you dare to say that you are with Meng Tangan because you like her.

Together?"

"Do you dare?"

Xie Xun was indifferent and had no reaction at all: "What does it have to do with you?"

"Xie Xun...those who betray their sincerity will be punished."

Xie Quyan talked for a long time, until his mouth became dry and he was too drunk to wake up. In the end, he couldn't remember what he said, so he climbed up from the ground in a daze, pouting at Xie Xun.

"Oh, oh, oh, beauty, kiss..."

Xie Xun's face turned dark and he kicked Xie Quyan away.

Early the next morning, Xie Xun went straight to Chu Yuju with a cold face, intending to ask Meng Tangan if he was playing tricks on him.

Who would have thought that as soon as he stepped in with anger and ignored the obstruction of his servants, he saw Meng Tang'an's smiling face and his soft and charming voice.

"Xunlang, you're here, sit down quickly."

Xie Xun would not fall for Meng Tangan's tricks this time. He leaned against the door coldly and looked away, waiting for what tricks she would come up with next.

"I made it myself, are you sure you don't want to eat it?" Meng Tangan sat on the chair, with several exquisite dishes placed on the table and two sets of bowls and chopsticks.

Xie Xun paused, then looked at the meal on the table: "Did you cook it?"

"I was afraid that Xunlang would get tired of Chu Yuju's food and stop coming, so I had to cook it myself."

Xie Xunyu glanced condescendingly and sneered: "It doesn't look like much."

She sighed softly, puffed up her cheeks, and poked the fish's head with her chopsticks: "What should I do? It's all because you are not good-looking and cannot be liked by Xu Beihou. You are as unpopular as me."
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"Why don't I want to see you?" Xie Xun frowned.

"It was my first time cooking, and you disliked me and treated me with a cold face. You are so outrageous."

Xie·Guo·Xun really wanted to ask her, wasn't it too much when she kicked him out those days?

"If I really didn't want to see you, why would I rush here every day?"

Meng Tangan pursed her lips, her peach blossom eyes were hazy and affectionate, as if she would shed tears in the next second.

Xie Xun's face froze.

I'm really scared of her crying. I think of the tears Meng Tang'an cried those days, and I can't coax them away no matter how hard I try.

Obviously he hates women crying the most.

Stupid and incompetent.

But there was nothing that could be done about Meng Tang'an's tears.

"Can't I eat?" He walked over.

Xie Xun didn't want to just give up, but when Meng Tang'an cooked for him, he always wanted to give Meng Tang'an some face to save her from being wronged and losing her temper.

It’s so troublesome to coax it up.

With this in mind, he planned to wait until breakfast was over before talking to Meng Tangan. He sat down reservedly and looked at the meal on the table with a bit of anticipation.

He hasn't tasted Meng Tang'an's craftsmanship yet.

See how hard she works.

"You don't have to deal with me." Meng Tangan's eyes turned red, "What's fake is fake."

"...I didn't bother you."

"I don't believe it."

Xie Xun filled a bowl of fish soup and drank it in one gulp: "Isn't this still--" Xie Xun?
Chapter completed!