The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 1641
"Hehe~"

Feng Canglan grinned, looked up at Zong Zhengyu, "I know that my husband treats me best."

Zong Zhengyu, half helpless and half pampered, lowered his head and pecked lightly on Zhang He's red lips.

A strong arm tightly hugged Feng Canglan's slender waist, and he sighed softly against Feng Canglan's forehead, "I really can't do anything about you."

Originally, I planned to improve Lan'er's memory, so that she would not dare to be so cold and contemptuous in the future.

As a result, the army was defeated before the battle, and surrendered.

"I have a solution with what you have." Feng Canglan held Zong Zhengyu's well-defined cheeks, raised his head and kissed.

Cong pointed at Zong Zhengyu's chest, with a seductive smile, "I'm holding you tight."

Zong Zhengyu held Zong Zhengyu's hand poking his chest with his big hand, and his magnetic voice was full of affection, "Lan'er doesn't need to control me, I'm already in Lan'er's pocket."

Feng Canglan's bright eyes turned slightly, and she nodded in approval, "That's true."

"Your past, present, and future are all mine."

"Yuyu, I'm so happy."

She looked at the person whose foreheads were touching, "I thought that our future would not be long in the future."

"As a result, the peak turned around, and Enron survived the calamity and became a god."

"I'm happy, really, really happy."

"I'm glad that nothing happened, and I'm also glad that the heart and blood of the Feng Clan has been settled after her return from calamity."

"Happier..." Feng Canglan stared at Zong Zhengyu, who was halfway away, "You know, An Ran's fate ended with self-destruction in Yan Yun thousands of years ago."

"I quietly tampered with An Ran's fate to have this life, but this life was calculated to be a dead end, which gave me a kind of shackles that cannot be changed."

"An Ran's ability to survive the calamity and become a god means that fate can be changed. It also means that Yu Yu can strip away the fate of the demon god."

"That's why I was so happy, and then I was too happy to snub Yuyu."

"It's definitely not because of fun."

"You will make excuses." Zong Zhengyu hummed in a low voice.

Feng Canglan grinned brightly, put his arms around Zong Zhengyu and leaned quietly against his chest.

Why did Yuyu get left out in the cold in January?

Probably because he believed in his heart that even so, Yu Yu would not leave.

The closer people are, the more presumptuous they are, and they don't care about each other's feelings.

This problem has to be corrected.

The best side must be left to loved ones.

"Yuyu, we must be very good in the future."

"Ah."

"I want to travel all over the Three Realms!"

"it is good."

"I want to eat delicious food from all over the world!"

"it is good."

Feng Canglan said something, and Zong Zhengyu responded, full of warmth and pampering.

Seeing Zong Zhengyu's unconditional connivance, Feng Canglan didn't know why a sentence popped into his mind, and he blurted out, "I want to have eighteen children!"

Quiet, everything is quiet.

The moment Feng Canglan said it, her pupils opened slightly, feeling the whole hall was filled with embarrassment.

She was just out of her mind.

Feng Canglan slowly let go of Zong Zhengyu's hand, and retreated slowly.

As soon as he took half a step back, his waist was pinned down by a hand, and Feng Canglan leaned forward violently to subsidize Zong Zhengyu's abdomen.

Yaoshou!

Why did such a sentence pop up in her mind!

It's all to blame for a series of eighteen births, and the fetuses are boys, so brainwashed!

Feng Canglan's gaze was always downcast, and he didn't dare to look at Zong Zhengyu's gaze at all, even if he didn't look at it, he could still feel the excessively hot gaze.

so awkward!Who will save her!
Looking at Feng Canglan who was like a fire, Zong Zhengyu's pupils as black as lacquer blurred into light ink, "Brother, do your best."

(End of this chapter)