The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 1757 I will take you to find someone tomorrow
Her selfishness is that she wants to have a long future with her, not a short moment.

A kiss on the water, fleeting.

The two separated, Zong Zhengyu controlled Feng Canglan's slender waist with one hand, and held her tightly in his arms.

His reddened eyes were filled with joy, tracing Feng Canglan's face, and his magnetic voice trembled with excitement, "Lan'er, is what you said true?"

"You like it? Don't you hate it?"

"Of course it's true."

Feng Canglan didn't break away from Zong Zhengyu's embrace, and let him hold her, "Your selfishness is because you want to be with me longer."

Zong Zhengyu smiled when he heard the words, and Feng Canglan's voice continued, "You just didn't tell me about Anran's incident that the top bead of the subduing magic pestle is a way to deceive the eye, how could it have anything to do with disgust."

"It's also fortunate that he ascended to the throne safely and was safe and sound."

"Otherwise..." Feng Canglan deliberately paused, knowing the rest without saying anything.

If An Ran is gone, Feng Canglan knows that it is because of him, the two will definitely break up, and they may even fight each other, never ending.

Fortunately, Enron survived the catastrophe successfully and ascended to the god position.

When Feng Canglan knew everything, An Ran was still alive and was already a god, so there was no collapse.

But if Feng Canglan knew that the time was when Feng Anran died, the ending would be rewritten.

"You know."

Feng Canglan glanced at him, and continued, "It's okay to be selfish if it doesn't cause harm to others, but once it causes harm to others."

"Then the problem of selfishness is serious."

Zong Zhengyu's slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and the empty hand of the sandalwood Buddha beads appeared, twirling quickly.

"This time it's over."

"If there is anything you can't hold in your heart, you can tell me to discuss it together."

"do you know?"

Feng Canglan stared at him, and saw that his face suddenly sank when he was absent-minded, "Zong Zhengyu!"

Feng Canglan put one hand on Zong Zhengyu's shoulder, "I'm talking to you! Are you distracted?"

"Facing me, you are still distracted!?"

"No." Zong Zhengyu hurriedly explained, "I thought of something."

"What Lan'er said, I will remember it in my heart."

"In the future, I will definitely discuss things with Lan'er, and I won't be alone in my heart anymore."

"Humph."

Seeing that Zong Zhengyu fully stated what he said just now, Feng Canglan did not pursue it.

"This time, I was angry because you kept it from me. I was very angry. I was so angry that I felt uncomfortable."

"So!" Feng Canglan narrowed her beautiful eyes and tapped her shoulder to hint.

Zong Zhengyu understood instantly, and hurriedly pinched Feng Canglan's shoulders.

Feng Canglan naturally closed his eyes and enjoyed it, "Departure tomorrow."

"I'll take you to find someone."

"Huh?" Zong Zhengyu squeezed his shoulders hard, and he was a little curious when he heard Feng Canglan's voice, "Looking for someone?"

"Who?"

At the mention of this, a sneer appeared on Feng Canglan's face, and he slowly opened his eyes and glanced at Zong Zhengyu, "A person who can open the demon pestle."

Zong Zhengyu paused when he squeezed his shoulders, "The person who opened the Demon Subduing Pestle?"

"Lan'er found a new clue?"

Feng Canglan raised his eyebrows and glanced, "Why, you want to inquire about the situation again first?"

"No." Zong Zhengyu replied firmly, "It won't happen in the future."

"Tch." Feng Canglan snorted lightly, with a slight smile on his face, "I'm sorry you don't dare."

"If you dare to act like this again, we will break up completely!"

Zong Zhengyu resumed work with his frozen hands, Feng Canglan closed his eyes comfortably, "We have indeed found a new clue."

(End of this chapter)