The little doctor concubine is a little poisonous

Chapter 1047 The most difficult question in history

"Xiao Zhuo'er, don't leave me!" Nangong Yan trembled uncontrollably, her voice was full of pleading.

Feng Zhuo tried several times, but couldn't push him away, so he had to give up.

"Nangong Yan, look at me!" She said lightly.

Nangong Yan still buried his head in her neck, shaking his head constantly.

Even if the world collapses and the mountains and rivers split, it is just a passing cloud in front of his eyes, and he will not even frown.

However, he was afraid at the moment.

He was afraid of seeing the disappointment in Feng Zhuo's eyes, afraid of seeing the disgust on Feng Zhuo's face, and even more afraid of his calm face, but in her eyes, he was just a passerby.

Feng Zhuo noticed that Nangong Yan's body was shaking, and she felt a deep sense of powerlessness in her heart.

"Nangong Yan, I'm not me anymore, why do you still love?"

Her original body has been wiped out under the thunder, this body is not hers, Nangong Yan doesn't feel the shock?
Nangong Yan's face suddenly became bright.

"You are still you!" Nangong Yan replied sullenly.

Even if she changed her body, Xiao Zhuo'er's aura remained the same, and he was still fascinated by it.

The same appearance, the same measurements as in 2222, and a [-]% fit with the soul, this body is just like her original body, as if carved out of a mold.

He even suspected that Feng Zhuo was Xiao Zhuo'er's previous life in 2222.

Feng Zhuo was silent for a while, and said: "Then do you love the me in 2222, or the me now?"

"Love them all!" Nangong Yan replied.

Feng Zhuo's originally calm emotions began to fluctuate again, her hands pressed firmly against Nangong Yan's chest, trying to push him out again.

But how could Nangong Yan let her get what she wanted? The more she pushed, the tighter he hugged her.

Feng Zhuo felt that her waist was about to be broken.

She gave up her plan to push him out again, and said softly, "Nangong Yan, do you want me to forgive you?"

"Hmm! I want Xiao Zhuo'er's forgiveness!" Nangong Yan hugged her and said.

That voice was full of pleading.

When did Nan Gong, who stands high above like a god exiled, speak in such a tone?

However, he appeared in front of her twice.

Feng Zhuo was silent again.

After a long time, she said, "I can forgive you. But you have to figure out one thing first."

"Don't say one thing, even if it's ten or a hundred! As long as Xiao Zhuo'er can forgive me!" Nangong Yan said excitedly.

But soon, he couldn't get excited.

"You love the me in 2222, and you love the me now. But, after all, the me now and the me in 2222 are two completely different individuals. If you love both, then you are a playboy. I don't like men with a playful heart .So, which one do you really love?"

This problem is no less than the century-old problem of "mother or daughter-in-law falling into the water, which one do you save first?"

Nangong Yan opened his mouth, but still didn't know how to answer.

"Before you think it through, you are not allowed to touch me again, otherwise, I will never forgive you!" Feng Zhuo said, after struggling slightly, he said: "Let go!"

Even though Nangong Yan was reluctant to part with her, he still let her go.

His family Xiao Zhuo'er finally gave him a chance, he must never do anything that makes Xiao Zhuo'er unhappy again.

Nangong Yan suddenly became cautious, and even tried to lean to the side to distance herself from Feng Zhuo.

(End of this chapter)