"I have an idea." Feng Canglun said with a smile, "Idiot, if you want a child, how about changing the date to seven days per person?"
Seven days per person?
Aren’t the people at the back about to cry? It took more than a month for five of us to get to the last one, haha...
Qianxun couldn't laugh or cry. It seemed like there was no problem, but once it was implemented, it would probably cause controversy later on.
"There is no rush to have children now. Let's wait until a year later, when the country is peaceful and stable, and we will talk about it then."[
Qianxun is only over 20 years old, so what is there to be anxious about?
"By the way, Xun'er, I heard that the Fengying tribe is one of the rare divine tribes with very few people. I don't know where Shen Shuang is now. I'm afraid she is in danger."
Qianxun was stunned for a moment, only now did he hear Feng Canglun mention this race.
"Where did you get this from?"
"Xian Huang... there are people over there who are looking for people from this kind of god, but I heard they are looking for someone else."
Feng Canglun smiled, and Qianxun suddenly became uneasy.
Shen Shuang considers her a foreign land, and he treats her as a sister, and Shen Shuang will not hide it like others and stab her secretly.
Shen Shuang is his good friend, similar to Li Yingfeng.
"Shen Shuang must be in danger now. Find someone to track her down! She sent me a letter from a flying pigeon a while ago, but there's not even a pigeon feather here."
"Don't worry, Xun'er, I'll let someone find it."
Feng Canglun hugged her into the inner palace, Qianxun blushed, "I just finished eating...don't..."
Feng Canglun raised his eyebrows, "What don't you want?"
Damn, are you pretending to be stupid?
Qianxun snorted coldly, turned around and sat down on the couch. There were heaters with a faint white smoke all around. It was indeed much warmer in the palace than outside.
"Xun'er, what did you just say? What don't you want?" Feng Canglun didn't intend to let her go. He came over shamelessly, put his hand on the top of the warm tripod, and after it warmed his hand, he went to rub Qianxun's face.
A cold little face.
Qianxun was moved by this heart-warming gesture and leaned gently on his shoulder.
"Xun'er..." A certain man made an ambiguous voice and reached out to rub the softness of her chest.
"Sexy man, let go!"
"You are the pervert, one woman has several men, huh!"[