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Chapter 235 Neptune's escape from marriage vs Tsundere Crematorium 125

 It turns out that she had planned to leave so early.

Xie Xun had doubts, but he didn't believe it.

How is that possible?

Meng Tangan will never leave Xie Xun.

Meng Tangan will never love Xie Xun.

The breeze blows slowly, and the wooden plaques rustle. I can faintly see the highest one among the many wooden plaques, with a sharp and unyielding sentence engraved on it!

——My wife is safe and happy, and will live a hundred years without worries.

When Xie Xun came to the temple for the first time, he looked at the locust tree twice. Then he stood next to the young monk expressionlessly and asked how to do this.

Master Kong Hui turned around and saw the figure standing under the locust tree.

I still remember that day.

Xie Xun wrote the wooden sign with his own hands and tied it with a red ribbon in a strange and green way. He restrained all his arrogance and became pious and peaceful.

He is learning and treats her very well.

He has learned very well.

"As long as you teach him better and be more patient, he will become the person who loves you most."



The night is dark and the moonlight is as cool as water.

Bamboo Garden.

Today's romantic and noble wife of Xu Beihou - it is said that Xie Xun once knelt in the palace to ask for a decree. Princess Zhaoning, whom he personally named, was also his once pampered concubine, and the only one by his side in these years!

I once promised to have red makeup and a phoenix crown.

I once went to church alone and drank alone.

This is the man Xie Xiaohou, who is arrogant and has a higher vision than his own, is willing to bear the pressure from the whole world to marry!

The mother was disgusted, the Queen Mother was unwilling, and everyone was surprised. Everyone thought this was an absurd idea.

Xie Xun doesn’t care.

The one he wants to marry is Meng Tangan, not someone else.

He thought that as long as he loved enough, it would be fine.

I found out later.

This wedding is not a matter of mutual love, but wishful thinking.

The drunk Mr. Xie Xiaohou stepped into the Bamboo Garden step by step. He staggered and stopped at the door. He did not go further in. He just leaned against the door and looked at the people in the room, relying on his drunkenness.

.

The woman's back was turned to him, standing coldly in front of the incense burner wrapped with blue and white branches. Her back was slender and frail, so fragile that it made people feel infinite pity. Three thousand blue hairs were like a waterfall, and her waist was full.

The white skirt was spread on the cold floor, looking like a sea of ​​white flowers on top of each other under the frosty white moonlight, hazy and shadowy. Set off against the snow-white gauze were cold black chains, ruthlessly imprisoned around her ankles.<

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Let her become a caged bird that can never fly out again.

Look.

In this way, she only has him in her eyes.

Maybe he drank too much and his head was dizzy, but his consciousness was still very clear. The sober pain spread to the apex of his heart. He squinted his eyes, smiled, and called softly, but no one saw the redness in his eyes.

"Tangtang."

The voice was very soft and hoarse, ringing in the silence.

The man seemed not to hear anything, and didn't react at all. He was quiet and indifferent, holding the silver spoon with his white and delicate fingers, slowly adding incense to the incense burner, his wrist was slightly hanging, and it was charmingly thin.

Xie Xun stepped forward, grabbed her shoulder with one hand, and forced her to turn around, forcing her to face him!

The hem of the skirt made a graceful arc in the air, and Meng Tang'an staggered, her lower back pressed against the edge of the table, and she was forced to lift her chin. Before she could react, the fierce kiss fell.

He grabbed her waist, directly and roughly, pressed her in front of the incense table, robbed her unceremoniously, and aggressively invaded with possessiveness.

"Bang——" sound!

The silver spoon for adding incense in the woman's hand fell to the ground, making a sharp and ear-piercing sound. Her slender fingers fell limply to her side, her finger bones turning white...

They were very close when they were kissing, and she was forced to look up at him. Her peach blossom eyes were pitiful, waveless, and extremely cold under the moonlight.

Then every inch of it was touched by Xie Xun, dyed with the stunning beauty of the water, the misty moisture, and the sobs in the throat.

Trying to struggle, get rid of, push him away, there is no doubt that I can't even breathe.

Lingering until death.

The kiss fell on the ear inch by inch. Xie Xun lowered his eyelashes and kissed repeatedly. His voice was hoarse and choked: "You said you would not let me down..."

"I just said it casually, does Xu Beihou also believe it?" Meng Tang'an avoided his kiss, breathed quickly, frowned, and spoke indifferently. Then he suddenly smiled and approached him sweetly, his eyes dark, "Besides, you are above me.

Didn’t you agree too? It’s already cleared up.”

They just got together at that time.

She begged softly, almost innocently.

——"Lang Jun, give me a chance, Tang'an won't let you down."

Xie Xun faced her passionate lover and kissed her carelessly, like he was treating random kittens and puppies picked up by the roadside, and said without caring: "This is boring."

It was he who pushed her away with his own hands.

How could Xie Xun have thought of...

He will fall on Meng Tangan for the rest of his life.

"I take it seriously." Xie Xun stared at her, repeating each word through gritted teeth, "I take it seriously!"

"You're too involved in the drama." Meng Tang'an pushed him away and said indifferently.

"I went to Wu Zhuo Temple today."

Xie Xun said something abruptly and coldly.

Hearing this familiar yet unfamiliar place, Meng Tangan raised his eyes.

Xie Xun looked at her steadily without moving his eyes, not missing any of her expressions, and asked unusually calmly.

"In the fifteen seconds you spent praying in the temple, were you thinking about staying with me year after year, or were you thinking about how to leave me completely?"

After the words fell, there was silence for a second or two. The incense in the blue and white incense burner stopped halfway, and the candles in the lampshade burned out, and they fell into darkness. Only the sporadic moonlight outside the window fell through the half-open window.

On the ground.

For a moment, Meng Tang'an's brows and eyes sank in complete darkness, and she whispered.

"Is it still necessary to ask such an unquestionable question?"

"Meng Tang'an!" Xie Xun gritted his teeth, his jaw stretched to the extreme, and he was trembling faintly. He was so thin that he looked like a string that could break at any time. His eyes were thin and red, and he said word by word: "One second! Even if it is

For a second... have you ever thought about the model we worshiped on the wedding day..."

"No." Xie Xun didn't even finish his words when he was interrupted by Meng Tangan and told him calmly.

"Don't those admirations count?"

"Doesn't count."

"How is it possible... You were the one who said you loved me first! You said it many times, I, I..." Xie Xun's voice trembled, confused and aggrieved, speaking incoherently and intermittently, trying to prove that he had.

"Yes." Meng Tang'an smiled slightly, "I think you are very happy to be deceived."

Xie Xun couldn't see a trace of soft-heartedness on her face.

He fell in love with the most cruel woman in the world.

Meng Tang'an's every lie can make Xie Xun dizzy.

And her few true words——

It always makes Xie Xun’s heart ache.

"Why?"

"Why do you do this to me?"

"On a whim," she said, "Am I too clever, or are you too coaxing?"

Xie Xun's slender fingers suddenly grabbed her neck, and even his wrists were shaking. He couldn't use any strength, and even at this time, he was afraid of hurting her!

"Meng Tang'an, I know all the tricks you know, but I can't bear to use them on you..." His eyes were sarcastic, and the words squeezed out from between his lips through gritted teeth, unable to find an answer. He loved to the extreme and hated to the extreme, "Unexpectedly,
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