The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 1511 Did I disappoint Lan'er?

The happy time flies by especially fast.

Half a month is fleeting.

There was a rare period of silence, and it was true that half a month had passed between the two of them.

The two saw the charm fruit of Qingqiu, admired the acacia flowers, and walked in the snow together.

Even two people who add up to be longer than the birth of heaven and earth are so naive as to have a snowball fight.

Of course, it was Feng Canglan who unilaterally smashed Zong Zhengyu.

Half a month was full of laughter and laughter, venting all the depression and dullness of the previous few years.

The half-month period is approaching, and Feng Canglan's reckless play is slowly restrained, and he starts to think about serious business.

A drop of blood from Yan Xiang's heart is ready, An Ran can't help until she recovers.

Then the next target is Moyu.

But Mo Yuxin was poached by Yan Yun, so why did she have no heart.

Thinking of this, his brows furrowed unconsciously.

If you want to get Moyu's blood, you must first have a heart.

Careful...

An idea popped up in Feng Canglan's mind, her complexion suddenly changed, and she immediately extinguished the flame that had just emerged.

Crazy!
Feng Canglan shook his head to disperse them, turned around and saw Zong Zhengyu standing beside him.

"What have you been thinking about?"

"Nothing." She pointed outside, "Look at the snow."

After finishing speaking, the corner of her mouth curled up suddenly, "Appreciate the beauties."

She is a beauty, a cold beauty who is as gentle as jade.

Huafa Tsingyi, she is really beautiful, she is ashamed of herself.

Zong Zhengyu's eyes froze slightly, and his phoenix eyes overflowed with a smile, "Then, is Madam still satisfied?"

"Satisfied." Feng Canglan rested her chin on one hand, smiling happily, "Of course I am satisfied."

"Then... is it possible to ask for a reward for your husband?"

Zong Zhengyu moved closer, Feng Canglan only felt a cold fragrance in his nostrils, and immediately nodded subconsciously as if he was confused.

After nodding her head, she came back to her senses, how long have they been married, and they are still bewitched by beauty!
Feng Canglan lowered her eyes to despise herself, and cursed quietly, "Male vixen!"

"Male vixen?"

Zong Zhengyu approached even more, his deep voice carried a bit of hidden light.

He leaned over to keep eye level with Feng Canglan, his affectionate eyebrows flashed with danger, "If I were a male vixen, the first thing I would do is to lure Lan'er back to the fox's den and hide."

I'm coming.

Familiar taste, familiar formula!
She said how Zong Zhengyu was gentle, cool, gentle and humble.

It's all an illusion!

"Okay, okay." Feng Canglan held Zong Zhengyu who was approaching with one hand, "Didn't you say to ask for a reward?"

She raised her chin, as if a rich man could say whatever you want, "What do you want."

"Madam is really smiling for the sake of buying a beauty, and she is willing to spend thousands of dollars."

"Huh?" Feng Canglan pushed Zong Zhengyu away, tugged at the skirt, and said seriously, "What is loose money?"

"If you can buy a beautiful woman's smile, it's nothing to lose your wealth."

"What's more, the beauty belongs to my own family."

"Ma'am." Zong Zhengyu held Feng Canglan with one hand and led her to the bed.

Feng Canglan's eyelids twitched, and when she sat down, she looked at Zong Zhengyu with an expression I knew, "Here again, Zong Zhengyu, have you recently..."

Her voice stopped abruptly, and she stared blankly at the red agate and golden bell anklet on Zong Zhengyu's hand.

The anklet swayed gently on the slender fingers like jade, and the crisp sound was particularly pleasant to hear.

Zong Zhengyu opened his eyes and focused his gaze, "What is it?"

"What is Lan'er thinking?"

"!!!" Do you blame her for thinking too much?
Don't even look at how the past half a month came here!
Why do you want to be crooked, don't you have any clues in your heart!
He lightly grasped the ankle chain, looked at Feng Canglan with dark eyes, "Did I let Lan'er down?"

(End of this chapter)