The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 1029 Liu Cang Wants So Many Sisters!
Feng Canglan put his arm around Zong Zhengyu's neck, and there was a big difference in height between the two.

Zong Zhengyu bowed his head, Feng Canglan raised his head on tiptoe, Qiu Shui's eyes were serious, "Yu Yu, will you listen to me?"

After finishing speaking, she said again, "You have to listen to me."

Feng Canglan's two nonsensical words sounded.

Zong Zhengyu looked down at the serious-looking person who was close at hand, and a trace of confusion appeared in his long and narrow Ruifeng eyes.

Seeing that he didn't make a sound for a long time, Feng Canglan said again, "Zong Zhengyu! Please be sure!"

"You must listen to me!"

Feng Canglan was too serious, Zong Zhengyu's eyes darkened a little due to his serious appearance.

Facing those earnest and hot eyes, Zong Zhengyu's Adam's apple rolled when he saw the worry and tension inside, and he answered quietly, "Okay."

"You promised me!" Feng Canglan didn't stop because of this, and emphasized again, "If you go back on your word in the future, or if you don't listen to my words, you won't believe it! I..."

For a moment she didn't know what to say.

If Zong Zhengyu doesn't listen to her, follow the path of fate.

Then they are destined to...

"will not."

When Feng Canglan struggled with his words, Zong Zhengyu responded in a serious manner, extraordinarily serious without half-joking, "I won't go back on my word to Lan'er, let alone break my promise to you."

Zong Zhengyu has always kept his promises, but even this did not dispel Feng Canglan's panic.

There are some things that don't count as results.

"I will always, unconditionally obey Lan'er."

This was his promise, and also gave Feng Canglan a reassurance.

Sure enough, Feng Canglan breathed a sigh of relief quietly.

Seeing that Feng Canglan relaxed a bit, Zong Zhengyu lowered his head and kissed lightly on the tip of his eyes, full of tenderness and affection.

He moved back a little, stared at Feng Canglan's calm autumn eyes, leaned over and rubbed his vermilion lips, "Lan'er is my wife, if you don't listen to my wife, who will you listen to."

"Yeah~"

Xiao Liucang, who was squatting by the wall, said in a disconcerting voice, "Father, mother~"

"Is Liu Cang going to have a younger sister?"

As he spoke, he spread out his hands and said pretendingly, "Liu Cang wants a younger sister." He stretched out a two.

Then he shook his head quickly, "No, no, no! Liu Cang wants two... No." He fiddled with his hands, and then spread his fingers, "Liu Cang wants so many younger sisters!"

"..."

Seeing the little guy's ten fingers pointing towards her, the worry in Feng Canglan's heart disappeared in an instant, "Don't think about it!"

"No!" Raising one is enough to kill her, but she still wants ten younger sisters!

Why not go to heaven!

Hearing no, Liu Cang instantly pouted with an expression of displeasure.

Zong Zhengyu glanced at the sign made by Liu Cang's hands, and looked sideways at Feng Canglan in his arms, "This is the first time Liu Cang made a wish to our parents."

"The first wish should be granted."

Feng Canglan froze, looking at Zong Zhengyu with a strange expression.

Sick?
When the little guy heard something interesting, his round eyes instantly turned into crescents, "Liu Cang will definitely take good care of my sister!"

"Father, mother, when will you have a younger sister?"

"Can I see my sister tomorrow?" Liu Cang's clear eyes were full of curiosity, and he was secretly happy and excited.

I am so happy to see my sister tomorrow.

Feng Canglan almost didn't come up in one breath, "Where can I transform you into a younger sister tomorrow?"

"No way..." The little guy was a little disappointed, and the next second his eyes lit up again, "What about the day after tomorrow?"

"Can I see my sister the day after tomorrow?"

Just as Feng Canglan was about to preach a few words in anger, the hand on his waist tightened suddenly, and a magnetic low-pitched voice came from his ear.

Serene and abstinent, but with a deadly provocation invisibly, "Or, we'll have a baby."

(End of this chapter)