The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 1716 Playing with prayer beads in front of me?Want to resist me?
She came back to accompany An Ran first?
The more he thought about it, the more Feng Canglan felt that this was the only possibility.

Other than that, nothing happened.

However, even if he accompanied An Ran, he himself nodded in agreement!

Cheapskate, big vinegar jar!
Obviously caring, but also pretending to be magnanimous.

With this explanation, it seems that it is not difficult to understand that Zong Zhengyu just entered the door like... abnormal?
After spending time with An Ran, it's time to accompany him.

Gee.

Feng Canglan, who thought she could see through everything, lightly raised her slender fingers, hooked Zong Zhengyu's spinning Buddha beads on her fingertips, and leaned against Zong Zhengyu's chest.

The onion fingers are slender, lightly hooked with Buddhist beads.

The solemn and solemn Buddha beads were in Feng Canglan's hands, like a goblin seducing a heartless Buddhist disciple.

"Let me see, what is so beautiful."

She shook the Buddhist bead in her hand, and then grasped it in her hand, "Let Yu Yu ignore me?"

Feng Canglan looked up, with a wicked smile on the tip of his eyes.

"Playing with the beads in front of me?"

Feng Canglan put his hands on Zong Zhengyu's shoulders, and looked at with a smile, "Why, are you trying to resist me?"

She smiled slightly, her eyebrows and eyes like silk.

In the arms of Zong Zhengyu, whose jaw was tense and restrained, he looked like a female fairy who wanted to eat Tang's monk's flesh.

Feng Canglan threw back the hand holding the Buddhist beads, and the beads fell to the ground with a "click".

"It's only now that I think about resisting."

Feng Canglan's green finger caressed Zong Zhengyu's chiseled face, and then fell on the protruding Adam's apple and kissed gently.

Zong Zhengyu's phoenix eyes suddenly darkened, and his already tense jaw tightened tightly.

Sensing Zong Zhengyu's stiff body, Feng Canglan's lips curled up, and his fingertips raised Zong Zhengyu's jaw, exhaling like blue, "It's too late."

The hot air sprayed on the neck, Zongzheng Yufeng's eyes were dark, and the thick ink was billowing.

Feng Canglan smiled lightly, she looked like a bone-destroying banshee.

Half of it has the appearance of a cold goddess on weekdays, sacred and inviolable.

"You~" Feng Canglan clung to Zong Zhengyu's shoulders, her lips opened and closed, "I can't escape my palm in this life..."

"what!"

Feng Canglan screamed and fell down on the bed.

Originally, Feng Canglan had the upper hand, but with Zong Zhengyu's action, the initiative completely fell on his mobile phone.

The bright red bedding on the bed contrasts with Feng Canglan Saixue's skin, and the red and white form a strong visual tension.

Zong Zhengyu put his hands on both sides of Feng Canglan, and the atmosphere suddenly rose.

Looking at each other, Zong Zhengyu's phoenix eyes were affectionate, with abnormal heat, so strong that one seemed to be roasted by the fire of glazed glass.

"I won't escape."

Zong Zhengyu's deep voice was full of seriousness, "I am willing to be in Lan'er's palm forever."

"There is no resistance, and there is no resistance."

Feng Canglan smiled coquettishly, like a proud little peacock, "Then what do you mean by turning the beads in front of me?"

"Pure heart and abstinence?"

"Or..." Feng Canglan rolled his eyes, "Because I went to accompany An Ran, and I'm in a bad mood?"

"I'm jealous~"

She whispered.

Zong Zhengyu's eyes paused slightly, and only then did he understand why Feng Canglan acted like this.

"But you agreed and agreed." Feng Canglan looked at him, as if you agreed but regretted it.

"No." Zong Zhengyu's deep voice became a little more serious, "Since I promised Lan'er, I won't go back on my promise."

"I turn the beads..."

Speaking of this, Zong Zhengyu paused, looked at Feng Canglan for a while, then lowered his eyes and said in a very soft voice, "It's because I want to make amends."

(End of this chapter)