The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 689 Sorry, I forgot...

The clear voice makes people feel comfortable like a breeze.

There was a gentle smile on the gentle and elegant face, but the pupils under the bronze mask concealed a pathological ecstasy, which revealed it unconsciously even though he was suppressing it with all his might.

Under Zong Zhengyu's sharp sword eyebrows, the long and narrow Ruifeng eyes were calm and cold, without any waves.

The knife-sharpened outline is tense, and the thin one is more aggressive. Such a tightness gives people a posture that the mountain is about to come and the wind is overwhelming.

The two looked at each other, and the surroundings were silent.

Jian Xinghen pushed the bronze mask on his face, and smiled apologetically, "Sorry, I forgot..."

"Excuse me." Restraining the ecstasy in her heart, Jian Xinghen turned and left.

The knuckles of Zong Zhengyu's knuckles under the cuffs turned white, and he was about to leave and suddenly turned back.

Inside the hall, Feng Canglan carefully put away the Nine-Colored Pangu Stone when he heard someone coming in at the door.

She heard the sound and looked, and just as she turned her head, she was hugged from behind, a familiar breath rushed into the tip of her nose, and Feng Canglan retracted her elbow that was about to break free.

Yu Yu is really a bit strange today.

The hands around her waist kept tightening, as if they wanted to strangle her in half, the imprisoned hands hurt so much, she frowned, "Yuyu..."

"Lan'er..."

Feng Canglan's heart suddenly trembled as his hoarse, magnetic voice whispered greedily.

"Lan'er!" Zong Zhengyu kept tightening his arms around Feng Canglan, pressing Feng Canglan into his arms, wishing to push Feng Canglan into his bones and become one with him.

The lower jaw was placed on Feng Canglan's shoulder, buried between his neck, taking a deep breath of her unique scent.

It's like an addict on a drug, but even that doesn't work.

Sensing the abnormality of the person behind him, Feng Canglan's eyes were serious, and he turned around in Zong Zhengyu's iron-tight arms, changing from the initial hug on the back to face to face.

"Yuyu...what's the matter with you?" She lowered her voice and asked cautiously.

She hasn't seen Yu Yu like this for a long time, what happened?
The soft and soft voice came to his ears, Zong Zhengyu opened his eyes, his black eyes as deep as the night collided with those Qiushui eyes full of care and worry.

Feng Canglan's heart skipped a beat, and she was startled by his red eyes, "Yuyu, you are..."

He was about to ask, but before he finished speaking, the rest of the words were blocked in his mouth.

There was softness on the lips, and the cold fragrance entered the nose with a strong aggressiveness, exactly the same as this person, his kiss.

There is no tenderness in the past.

Kissing without any warning retreated to the gate of the palace and there was no way to retreat.

Zong Zhengyu imprisoned both sides with both hands, absolutely controlling Feng Canglan in his arms.

"Lan'er." The call overflowed from the cracks in her mouth, and the affection, nostalgia, and uneasiness were wrapped in the voice and conveyed to Feng Canglan's ears, stimulating her soul.

She paused slightly in her refusal, was it because of half a year of separation?

In the past, they were almost inseparable from Yu Yu, but this time they have been apart for half a year, and they are probably depressed to the peak.

The hand she resisted turned around his waist, and his haphazard kiss became delicate and gentle.

From the beginning of the storm to the current drizzle.

Zong Zhengyu's paranoid and tumbling black eyes were gradually occupied by gentleness, and he moved away when he felt that Feng Canglan was uncomfortable.

Zong Zhengyu's eyes were dark, he wiped away the water on Feng Canglan's lips with his thumb, and held his cheek to cherish a kiss on the vermilion lips, tender and affectionate.

Feng Canglan's crow-feather eyelashes trembled, her defocused pupils began to focus, and her arms tightened as she watched the person she hadn't seen in half a year.

Feeling the dependence and nostalgia of the person in his arms, Zong Zhengyu's quiet and dark eyes melted into a layer of tenderness, and his imprisoned hands slowly loosened as if they were treasures.

"Lan'er, did I...did I scare you just now?" A trace of annoyance flashed in his eyes, and he couldn't control himself in front of Lan'er again.

"No." Feng Canglan rested her head on his chest, listening to his strong and powerful heartbeat, listening to his heartbeat that couldn't be controlled because of herself.

She raised her head, her eyes were full of love without the slightest bit of disgust or fear, and her moist and clear autumn eyes reflected Zong Zhengyu's appearance.

"How can you be scared?"

The cold voice was a bit dry and hoarse, as if it had a hook, and the listener was dreaming.

If it weren't for mutual liking and rushing in both directions, then Yu Yu's strong possessiveness and extreme temper might really scare people.

But...she likes Yuyu!

Moreover, Yuyu's possessiveness is as strong as Yuyu's, so she doesn't feel afraid.

On the contrary, she loves Yu Yu's possessive appearance to death!

When Feng Canglan looked at Zong Zhengyu, Zong Zhengyu also looked down at her.

When Zong Zhengyu was the only one with Feng Canglan's beautiful eyes, so was Zong Zhengyu.

"Boom~" Feng Canglan kissed Zong Zhengyu's face loudly on tiptoe. Her voice sounded and she realized that she was too fierce. Her cheeks were reddish and she quickly buried herself in Zong Zhengyu's chest, "It's too late for me to like it."

"Ha ha."

A muffled laugh sounded, Zong Zhengyu's chest trembled, and his heart sank completely as he watched the person in his arms.

Feeling his trembling chest, Feng Canglan's earlobes turned red, "I've almost missed Yuyu for the past six months."

"I think about it when I wake up in the morning, and I think about it when I go to bed at night."

"I miss Lan'er too, all the time."

The two express their love for each other and express their affection to each other.

Feng Canglan's arms tightened a bit, while Zong Zhengyu's arms loosened.

"That's right, Yuyu, why did you come here suddenly?"

so close!

If Yu Yu hadn't come at that time, the long-term plan would have been in vain!
However, why did Yu Yuming suddenly appear in Xinghe in Xingyun?

"It's Ye Gu." His voice was still gentle, but a little more serious, "He brought me here, and he also brought Liu Cang."

"Ye... Is Ye Gu?"

Mentioning that Ye Gu Feng Canglan was only surprised but not moved, Feng Canglan breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that there was nothing unusual.

really!It's because I haven't seen Yu Yu for too long.

But... he and Ye Gu were on the verge of breaking up, yet he still helped.

"En." Zong Zhengyu responded in a deep voice, Feng Canglan nodded, and suddenly raised his eyebrows, "You...you just said that Liu Cang also brought it?"

The one brought by Liu Cang, and the Pangu stone is also there, so Yu Yu can be saved.

She is now in the Spirit Gathering Realm, and she can't use Pangu Stone at all.

The Pangu Stone is a divine tool, and there are probably not many people who can use it.

Yun Ya can do it, Jian Xinghen is one, and Ye Gu is the only one.

Ye Gu was already paralyzed and didn't dare to ask for help anymore, only Yun Ya and Jian Xinghen were there.

Jian Xinghen only had Yunya because of the conflicts among the four major families.

"Yeah." Zong Zhengyu nodded, Feng Canglan staggered to go out, "I'll go and have a look."

Just two steps away, her wrist was grabbed violently, she looked back in doubt and heard a magnetic hoarse voice, "I'll go later."

"Huh?" She frowned, "Is there anything else?"

Zong Zhengyu pulled someone around his waist, hung his head in his ear and said, "I've been married to my husband for half a year."

(End of this chapter)