The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 1555 What is so happy?
An Ran held the pastry, and with Feng Canglan's support, Xiao Lu's eyes instantly narrowed into crescent moons, "Sister, eat more if it's delicious."

"As expected of you."

Feng Canglan ate one and took another, "It's much better than mine."

An Ran used to love to eat sweets. When she was young, she felt that it was not good and she controlled it. As a result, she came to her crying every time.

There is a little milk dumpling, her crying eyes are red and pitiful, she is soft-hearted and has no choice but to let her eat.

As a result, the little guy seemed to have found the password to eat sweets, and came to her crying whenever he wanted to eat.

The key is tried and tested!

Eating sweets, I can't consciously recall the past, and a smile can't help appearing on my face.

"My sister's cooking is also delicious~"

Feng Anran's sweet and glutinous voice is like a sesame ball, plus it has a coquettish taste that makes people sick.

Feng Canglan frowned and looked, "Are you serious?"

"Hee hee~" An Ran approached with a pastry plate, and said affectionately, "But An Ran will make it for my sister in the future."

"Sister can do whatever she wants to eat safely, and if she can't do it, she can learn."

"That's a good idea." Feng Canglan took a bite and said with a smile, "Our family, An Ran, is going to develop into a cute little cook."

The soft and cute little cook is also good, matching the lonely and cold one in her family.

It's quite a sense of cp.

"Hey~" Feng Canglan took a bite and sighed, pretending to be heartbroken, "I don't know which dog my little Anran will be cheaper in the future."

It would be nice if it was cheaper for her cub.

Eat sweet pastries every day.

Although she doesn't like sweets, except those made by Anran herself.

However, An Ran doesn't seem to have gotten the hang of it yet.

It may be because of the restoration of the remnant soul, which seems to be very slow.

An Ran's chubby Xiaoyuan blushed, she understood Feng Canglan's meaning, she muttered and stamped her feet angrily, "Ignore my sister!"

"My sister is so bad!"

She put down the pastry and then turned around, just took two steps, then turned back and took the pastry on the table away, making a face that she thought was fierce, "I won't give it to my sister!"

"Hahaha!"

Amused by An Ran's little awkwardness, Feng Canglan laughed out loud, and hurriedly got up to coax little An Ran.

She grabbed Anran's elbow with one hand, and said in a soft voice, "Sister is wrong, little Anran, don't be angry."

An Ran's pursed lips relaxed, she glanced back secretly, and said, "Well then, I forgive my sister."

"Xiao Anran is the best~"

Feng Canglan hurriedly brought over the pastry plate, "The pastry should be eaten while it is hot, it will not taste good when it is cold."

"When it's cold, An Ran will make it for my sister."

Feng Canglan looked up and smiled, "Little Anran is the best."

"It's not young!" An Ran pouted, not happy to call Feng Canglan this little An Ran.

Feng Canglan paused while chewing the pastry, "Well, it's not too small."

"I don't know who will be so honored to marry An Ran into our family."

"If An Ran gets married in the future, my sister won't eat anymore." She said regretfully, but secretly she was looking at An Ran's expression.

The old mother was heartbroken, the son couldn't do it, and she probed all aspects of the mother.

"I'm not going to marry." An Ran murmured with a blushing face, and then said in a full tone, "I will follow my sister from now on and cook for her!"

Feng Canglan sighed inwardly, Liu Cang still had a long way to go to Anran.

"Okay." Feng Canglan followed the trend and laughed heartily.

After returning from cultivation, Liu Cang and Zong Zhengyu saw this scene when they came back, "Why are you so happy?"

Feng Canglan stopped smiling, raised the pastry in his hand, "An Ran said that she would not marry in the future, so follow me and make pastries for me."

(End of this chapter)