The Cold Lord God Always Acts Like a Spoiled Brat To Me

   Chapter 252 Aquaman Escape From Marriage vs Tsundere Crematorium 142

"There's time." Meng Tangan focused on the swallows flying over the water in the distance. When the swallows swept across the lake, there were beautiful waves. He didn't pay attention to what he said, and nodded in agreement. "Of course we're going to be together forever."

  Xie Xun watched her for a while, wiped the blood from his fingertips, and switched to the other hand to feed her: "Open your mouth."

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

   "Whose lotus seeds are sweet?" Xie Xun sat casually, and handed her the sweet-scented osmanthus wine, "Do you want to drink it?"

  Meng Tangan wanted to drink of course, so he held the wine jar and poured it down!

   That heroic way of drinking made Xie Xun's heart skip a beat. Who taught her to drink like that?

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

   "I won't pour a thousand cups without getting drunk!"

  Xie Xun sneered: "Blow."

   He grabbed the sweet-scented osmanthus wine, raised his eyes and poured the spirits down his throat. The wine dripped down his chin, unruly.

   "Did anyone tell you." Meng Tangan stared at him, her eyes stopped at the slender fingers with beautiful blue veins, which contained a sense of strength, "You look very **** when you drink."

  “…”

   "No." He said, "Because the person who said this was afraid that I would spray the wine on her face."

   "You're not happy to praise you."

  Xie Xun smiled, drank the spirits, put down the wine jar, grabbed her chin and kissed her.

  The sweet-scented osmanthus wine melted between the lips and teeth of the two.

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

  Xie Xun tapped her head with his fingers, went to buy wine lazily, came back irregularly, sat on the bank with his long legs bent, drinking recklessly.

   "Meng Tangan." He suddenly called out.

   Meng Tangan drank a bit too much, her head was dizzy, she was drunk, and she let out a slow sigh.

  Next second—

  The cold lake water splashed towards her!

   She was caught off guard and a little slow, so she didn't dodge, the lake water splashed on her eyelashes and cheeks, as if it was contaminated with Xie Xun's body temperature.

   "You can't escape from this?" He lifted his fingers from the lake, raised his eyebrows, and laughed a little crazy, "You won't be stupid, will you?"

   "Xie Xun!" Meng Tangan never imagined that he could be so naive and act so mad, "You wait for me!"

   She bent over, grabbed the lake water in both hands, and poured it on Xie Xun!

  Xie Xun turned sideways, dodged easily, lifted the lake water with ease, making a splashing sound, and the lake rippled in circles after circles.

  The willows on the shore, the breeze flutters, the air is filled with the smell of dampness after the rain, and the Wu Peng boat is driving on the lake.

  The boatman is about sixty or seventy years old. He wears a big straw hat and a cloth, which blends into the painting scene.

The two of you came and went by the shore, got together, got wet, and the water droplets fell from the fingertips. Xie Xun rested on the ground with one hand, and his eyebrows were in the light and shadow. The laughter was clear and presumptuous, echoing by the lake, looking at her provocatively.

   "Do you want me to let you go?"

   "Are you a child?" Meng Tangan sneered, and her heart was completely aroused at this moment.

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

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

   The woman threw himself on top of him, the white dress was stunning, and it was close at hand, she held up a handful of clear water and poured it on Xie Xun's face fiercely!

  The ice-cold lake water was poured down, Xie Xun made her splash it straight, and she coughed several times.

   "What a shame, Tangtang."

   She raised her chin, proudly and viciously: "This is a trick!"

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

   "Our Tangtang is really good." He wiped his face, wiped the water droplets off his face, and boasted.

  Xu is that the sweet-scented osmanthus wine was too good to drink, and he was drunk. Meng Tang paused for two seconds, looking at the person lying on the ground with thin lips.

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

  Xie Xun's heartbeat was like a drum, and he almost jumped out of his heart. They kissed in that position. They didn't close their eyes and looked at each other clearly.

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

   "Midsummer is here, flowers and branches are noisy,

   Butterfly chasing the baby.

  The cold winter comes, burn the stove,

  Snowflakes covered with white heads…”

   The child's voice is tender and crisp, suddenly far and near.

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

  Meng Tangan sat on the shore and asked, slowly humming the tune of Wu Nong's soft words, the tune was full of the taste of the water town, singing Jiangnan, echoing on the lake.

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

   He looked at her, his eyes focused and serene.

  The young scholar who was boating in the lake heard the soft and melodious tune and sang along involuntarily.

   Meng Tangan looked, the Wu Peng boat was slowly approaching, the scholar was standing on the bow, she said, "Not bad."

   "The girl is too famous." The scholar said warmly.

  Xie Xun looked at this scene expressionlessly and sneered.

   When the Wu Peng ship sailed away, she noticed the chilly air-conditioning beside her, and she saw that face sinking to the extreme, she felt a little funny, and approached to ask: "Are you jealous? Xun Lang."

   "I can sing too, so why be jealous?"

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

   "Don't believe me, huh..."

   The low tones slowly overflowed from his throat, and he sang the ballad she had just sung. At first, it was a little rusty and unfamiliar, but later it became more and more arbitrary, with a madness of his own juvenile.

   Meng Tangan didn't expect that he would really be able to sing, so he was interested and looked at him with his chin up.

Xie Xun leaned on the bank of Yangliu Yiyi, with several jars of sweet-scented osmanthus wine pouring beside his feet, the air was filled with the aroma of wine, he was three-point drunk, staring at Meng Tangan, smiling, humming a folk song, his tone was clear to the bone, It seems that many love words and thoughts are given to it.

Fascinating.

  The young man has always been ignorant of the sky and the earth, and he is arrogant everywhere he looks.

Although    is pretentious, he is frank and carefree.

   Modest and arrogant, proud and calm.

   This man whose heart is higher than the sky, who will be the prince of his life in the future?

   Meng Tangan's movements suddenly stagnated. She looked at his eyebrows in the light and shadow, but she couldn't see them clearly, she just thought they were too dazzling.

   The love in his eyes was clear and warm, and his sincerity was also magnanimous. When he looked at her, there was no cover.

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

   For a moment.

   Meng Tangan was a little scared.

   Afraid of her whim,

   ruined his half-business spirit.

   (end of this chapter)