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Chapter 252 Neptune's escape from marriage vs Tsundere Crematorium 142

"I have time." Meng Tangan focused on the swallows flying across the water in the distance. When the swallows flew low across the lake, they made beautiful waves. She didn't pay attention to what he said and nodded habitually in agreement.

, "Of course we want to be together forever."

Xie Xun looked at her for a while, wiped off the blood on his fingertips, and used his other hand to feed her: "Open your mouth."

Meng Tang'an leaned over, bit his fingertips, swallowed the lotus seeds, and frowned: "It's a bit bitter..."

"Whose lotus seeds are sweet?" Xie Xun sat casually, informally, and handed the osmanthus wine to her, "Would you like to drink it?"

Of course Meng Tangan wanted to drink, so he just held the wine jar and drank it down!

The heroic way of drinking made Xie Xun's eyebrows jump. Who taught her to drink like this?

"Okay, don't get yourself drunk and ask me to carry you back."

"I won't get drunk even if I drink a thousand cups, okay?"

Xie Xun sneered: "Blow."

He grabbed the sweet-scented osmanthus wine, raised his head and poured the strong drink into his throat. The wine dripped down his chin in an unruly manner.

"Has anyone ever told you?" Meng Tang'an stared at him, his eyes stopping at those slender fingers with beautiful veins, which contained a sense of power, "You look very sexy when you drink."

"..."

"No," he said, "because the person who said this was afraid that I would spit wine in her face."

"You are not happy to praise you."

Xie Xun smiled, drank the liquor in one gulp, then put down the wine jar, grabbed her chin and kissed her.

The sweet-scented osmanthus wine melted between their lips and teeth.

Meng Tangan licked her lower lip: "This wine has a special taste."

Xie Xun tapped her on the head with his finger, went to buy some wine lazily, came back erratically, sat on the bank, bent his long legs, and drank as much as he wanted.

"Meng Tang'an." He suddenly called out.

Meng Tang'an drank a little too much, his head was dizzy, he was drunk, and he let out a slow beat.

The next second——

The cold lake water poured towards her!

She was caught off guard and a little slow. She didn't avoid it, and the lake water splashed onto her eyelashes, and her cheeks seemed to be stained with Xie Xun's body temperature.

"Can't you avoid this?" He lifted the lake water with his fingers, raised his eyebrows, and smiled a little wildly, "You won't be drunk and stupid, will you?"

"Xie Xun!" Meng Tang'an never expected that he could be so childish and behave like this. He was so angry that he said, "Just wait for me!!"

She bent down, picked up the lake water with both hands, and poured it on Xie Xun!

Xie Xun turned sideways, dodged easily, and easily stirred up the lake water, making a splashing sound, and the lake surface rippled in circles.

There are willow trees on the shore, the breeze is blowing, the air is filled with the smell of moisture after the rain, and the awning boat is sailing on the lake.

The boatman is an old man in his sixties or seventies, wearing a big straw hat and cloth clothes, blending into the scene.

The two of them were walking back and forth on the bank, having fun together, their clothes were soaked, and the water droplets slipped from the fingertips.

The laughter was clear and unrestrained, echoing along the lakeside, provoking her to look at her.

"Do you want me to let you go?"

"Are you a child?" Meng Tang'an sneered, his desire to win was completely aroused at this moment.

Damn it! If this revenge is not avenged, her name will be written upside down!

She was about to lift him up, but she suddenly tripped and stumbled forward. Xie Xun's expression suddenly changed and he quickly caught her: "You didn't..."

The woman threw herself on him, her white dress was stunning, and she was so close. She picked up a handful of water without hesitation and poured it on Xie Xun's face!

All the cold lake water was poured down, and Xie Xun let her splash it. She choked and coughed several times. Water droplets rolled down her angular side face. She opened her eyes and sighed.

"What a shame, Tangtang."

She raised her chin and said proudly and fiercely: "This is called a soldier who never tires of deceit!"

The two fell on the shore, and she threw herself on Xie Xun, supporting his shoulders, thinking that her plan was successful and happy, but she didn't know that Xie Xun deliberately didn't hide and forced her to splash on him.

"Our Tangtang is so awesome." He wiped his face, wiped off the water droplets on his face, and praised.

Maybe the sweet-scented osmanthus wine was too good to drink, and the drunkenness came to mind. Meng Tangan paused slowly for two seconds, looking at the person lying on the ground, his lips were very thin.

She stared straight at it, thinking that this was it, it would be a pity not to act like a gangster, so she lowered her head and kissed him on the lips, the touch was cool and soft.

Xie Xun's heart beat like a drum, so vivid that it almost jumped out of his heart. As they kissed in that position, they didn't close their eyes and looked at each other clearly.

There are people riding boats in the lake, and there are children making noise on the shore. The town is simple and unassuming, and the children are walking through the town with white walls and black tiles, singing nursery rhymes.

"Midsummer is here, the flowers are blooming,

The butterfly chases the baby around.

Winter is coming, light the stove,

Snowflakes cover our faces and we have white heads..."

The child's voice is tender and crisp, suddenly far away and now close.

"Xie Xun, have you heard of Jiangnan folk songs?"

Meng Tang sat on the bank and asked, slowly humming the tune of Wu Nong's soft language. The tune revealed the flavor of the water town, singing Jiangnan in his voice, echoing on the lake.

The butterfly that flew from nowhere stayed on the hem of her skirt, flapping its white wings slightly, as if it would fly away at any time.

He looked at her with focused and tranquil eyes.

The young scholar who was boating in the lake heard the soft and melodious tune and couldn't help but sing along.

Meng Tang'an looked over and saw the awning boat approaching slowly, with the scholar standing on the bow. She said, "Not bad."

"Girl is overly praised," the scholar said warmly.

Xie Xun looked at this scene expressionlessly and sneered.

When the awning boat sailed away, she noticed the cool air next to her, and saw the extremely serious face. She felt a little funny, so she leaned closer and asked, "Are you jealous? Xun Lang."

"I can also sing, why should I be jealous?"

"I'm just responding to the situation, you really don't have to be brave."

"Don't believe me, huh..."

The low tone slowly overflowed from his throat, singing the ballad she had just sung. At first it was a little green and unfamiliar, but later it became more and more wanton, and he had the madness of a young man.

Meng Tang'an didn't expect that he could really sing, so she became interested and looked at him with her chin raised.

Xie Xun leaned on the bank of Yangliu Yiyi, with several jars of osmanthus wine poured at his feet. The air was filled with the aroma of wine. He was quite drunk. He looked at Meng Tang'an, with a smile on his face, and hummed a folk ballad, with a tone that was clear to the bones.

It seems that many love words and thoughts are put into it.

Fascinating.

Young people never know how high the sky is, and they are conceited about their talents.

Although he pretends to be romantic, he is also honest and worry-free.

Modesty yet arrogant, proud yet calm.

Whose husband will this person with a heart as high as the sky be in the future?

Meng Tang'an's movements suddenly froze, and she looked at his features in the light and shadow. She couldn't see clearly, but she felt they were too dazzling.

The love in his eyes was clear and passionate, and he was sincere and magnanimous. When he looked at her, there was no trace of concealment.

This is known to the whole world and is not afraid of heaven and earth.

For a moment.

Meng Tangan was actually a little scared.

Afraid of her whim,
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