The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 1637 What If I Give It?

The low, magnetic voice seemed a little hasty.

Feng Anran looked sideways, and saw Zong Zhengyu pushing the door in. Although his face was expressionless and his eyes were calm and unwavering, Feng Anran felt the tension in the ancient well.

Yes, nervous.

He was nervous, nervous about his sister's proposal just now.

"Yu Yu?" Feng Canglan lowered Erlang's legs, and his body suspended in mid-air landed steadily.

This month, Zong Zhengyu was neglected out of joy, Feng Canglan was much more attentive, "Yuyu, you are here."

She took Zong Zhengyu's hand and was about to pull it in, "Come in and sit down."

"No."

Zong Zhengyu refused in a deep voice.

Feng Canglan opened his eyes and looked at it, wondering if he was angry because of the neglect during this period.

It looks calm, nothing can be seen.

But... in all likelihood, I felt uncomfortable, so I found them here.

"If you don't come in, what are you doing?"

"Did you pass by by chance? Then say hello casually?"

Feng Canglan took his hand and interlaced his fingers, one hand clung to Zong Zhengyu's arm, and said in an intimate tone, "Huh?"

Zong Zhengyu looked down at the woman with her arms around her arms and a smirk, with a strange look hidden in her eyes, "Liu Cang asked me to call Feng Anran over."

"Huh?" Feng Canglan's eyes lit up.

Is the brat getting stiff?

Are you going to start chasing your wife?
"Then why are you still standing there!" Feng Canglan turned into an assist, and quickly urged An Ran, "Hurry up and go."

After finishing speaking, she hinted at Zong Zhengyu with her eyes, "Don't be dazed, hurry up and lead An Ran over."

"Ah."

Zong Zhengyu took a panoramic view of the joy in Feng Canglan's eyebrows, raised his eyes and glanced at An Ran, "Let's go."

"it is good."

An Ran nodded and followed, walked to Feng Canglan and stopped, "I'll go first, sister, and I'll be back soon."

"Hey, it doesn't have to be so fast!"

Feng Canglan's tone was full of joy.

An Ran frowned slightly, and Feng Canglan realized that there was a lack of words to remedy, "I mean take your time, yes, take your time."

"Don't be too anxious. Don't be too fast, don't get tired and be safe."

The more Feng Canglan looked at An Ran, the more joyful she felt, and the sisterly love in her eyes gradually turned into a mother's love.

"Let's go."

Feng Canglan patted An Ran's head and urged her to leave.

An Ran's whole body was well-behaved after being touched, and a blush crept up from the base of her ears, "Yeah."

An Ran followed Zong Zhengyu to leave, Feng Canglan walked all the way to the gate of the palace, saw An Ran turned around and waved her hands, "Go, go, go."

An Ran withdrew her gaze and left.

Seeing the backs of the two disappearing, Feng Canglan smiled all over his face, "Liu Cang's limbs have risen, and he can even call Yu Yu."

She returned to the house with a happy face, waiting for the good news.

The palace was almost invisible, so An Ran didn't continue to look back.

Zong Zhengyu stopped walking, "I hope you don't give Lan'er the blood."

A magnetic and cold voice sounded, An Ran instantly came back to her senses, the obedient and sweet face of Feng Canglan disappeared from her face, "What if I give it to you?"

"Are you still going to trick me into digging out my own heart to die like I did when I went through the catastrophe?"

"You can't lie now, the correct way to say it should be." An Ran stood with her hands behind her back, her chest hunched up straight, and she looked directly at the back in front of her, "Are you going to kill me?"

She and Zong Zhengyu had no grievances at all, and were even considered relatives. She didn't understand why Zong Zhengyu would weave such inferior lies to favor her.

That's her restoration of the soul, and the people who have been through the calamity really believe it!
Zong Zhengyu turned around slowly, looked at An Ran with a serious expression, "I didn't lie to you."

(End of this chapter)