The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 1120 Lan'er, what do you want to do?
Feng Canglan was bewitched by the emotions of those phoenix eyes, and stood there in a daze, watching Zongzheng's crow-like eyelashes tremble slightly as he kept approaching.

The two are so close that their noses almost touch each other.

The moment the kiss was kissed, Feng Canglan's pupils shrank and she immediately turned her head.

Zong Zhengyu paused for a kiss, and the emotions in the dark pupils gradually dissipated and returned to their original appearance.

Focusing on the red lips, he moved and fixed on those overly clear autumn eyes, he withdrew the hand stroking the snowy cheeks, and slowly straightened his body while leaning over to look straight.

The deep voice was calm and indifferent, without any trace of the strange appearance just now, "Didn't you say that you want to replace Feng Canglan, take over her love and continue to love me?"

Zong Zhengyu's thin lips curved into a perfect smile, even though his brows and eyes were sharp and aggressive, they instantly softened under that gentle smile.

The temperament of the whole person has changed drastically, giving people a feeling of elegance, gentleness and jade.

"I am husband and wife with her, intimacy is like drinking water."

Feng Canglan's pupils were shocked again, his eyes were full of astonishment, and he couldn't believe it was what Zong Zhengyu said.

Zong Zhengyu...how could this happen?
The beautiful eyes were shocked, staring blankly.

At this moment, she felt as if the person in front of her was not Zong Zhengyu.

Like, never really met.

How could Yu Yu say such a thing!
It's really weird and inconsistent everywhere, but she can't see anything wrong at all.

No...you can't stop there.

Things were going in an uncontrollable direction, and she only had this chance again.

Even if it's a little weird, try it.

At this moment, she extremely regretted planning the Eternal Forbidden Land back then.

Without the direct factor of Hunyuan Stone, Yu Yu would definitely not have embarked on that road, and the mission she came this time can be regarded as an indirect achievement.

But it never occurred to him that without Hunyuan Shi Yuyu, after witnessing her god sacrifice, he would become demonic, and what he had been working on for a long time to stop would be back on track again.

It's like no matter how hard she tries, the established facts can never be changed.

Things will continue, and there is no other better way at present.

Feng Canglan clenched her hands, her face was pale, and she said with trembling lips, "I know...but...but I'm not ready yet."

"Don't you like me? Don't you want to replace Feng Canglan's love and continue to love me?"

Zong Zhengyu said in a deep voice, without any feeling that he was not swallowing his words.

Feng Canglan opened his mouth to respond, but his lower jaw was lifted by a hand, and he forcibly looked at each other.

The two looked at each other, and Zong Zhengyu's scrutiny glanced across Feng Canglan's face.

Feng Canglan's back was slightly stiff, suppressing the sense of disobedience, and a magnetic voice broke into his ears, "You really look like Lan'er."

"It's so close to me that I can't tell the difference."

Feng Canglan breathed a sigh of relief silently, just now Zong Zhengyu took her as Feng Canglan to have that outrageous action.

"Really?" Feng Canglan murmured.

Zong Zhengyu stared at her with calm phoenix eyes, that kind of quiet watching without saying a word, and the surrounding silence was even more weird, making people creepy.

After a long time without getting a response, Feng Canglan clenched his hands hanging on both sides tightly, and just as he was about to say something, Zong Zhengyu's voice sounded first, "Let's go."

A low voice with tiredness and desolation.

Feng Canglan watched Zong Zhengyu's vermilion lips move slightly, but in the end she still didn't make a sound, she withdrew her gaze and turned to leave.

"crunch-"

The sound of the palace door opening and closing sounded, and the knuckles of Zong Zhengyu's upright hands turned white, and the bulging veins were faintly visible on the back of his hands.

Suddenly, he loosened his clenched hands, and slowly turned around to look at the closed palace door. His long and narrow Ruifeng eyes hid endless darkness, as if he wanted to drag everything in the world into darkness.

The tightly pursed thin lips curled up, and the magnetic voice slowly overflowed, "Lan'er, what do you want to do."

(End of this chapter)