Ling Xingyue paused in surprise for a moment, and anxiously urged:

"See what's going on?"

"Look what you hear!" Lan Keman unconsciously roared in a low voice.

Suddenly, Ling Xingyue stood up silently, quickly moved and squatted in front of Lan Keman's chair, carefully holding Lan Keman's hand, which already looked like a slight sweat.

"Don't be angry." Ling Xingyue pleaded.

He raised his handsome face, aligned his red and deep eyes with Lan Keman's eyes, and looked at each other gently, Lan Keman was a little embarrassed and tried to look away.

"Before you went to the Jade Cave where we stayed, you often dreamed of sweet brew, dim sum fruits, and husband and wife." Ling Xingyue whispered to Lan Keman what he had heard:

"Sometimes you look like a child in your dreams, you once whispered in your dreams: Auntie, I want to hug, very cute, I heard that the corners of my mouth on the way back were almost to my ears, and I laughed all the way."

Lan Keman's face slowly calmed down, and then asked:

"What else did I say?"

Ling Xingyue understood what Lan Keman meant by asking, and she also knew clearly what she was asking.

"You did mention my name."

Ling Xingyue's heart was full of joy, but her mouth flatly admitted that what he wanted to hear most was in her dream, the whisper-like murmur:

"Little Lord."

"Little Lord Ling."

"Ling Xingyue."

"Xingyue, this garden is so beautiful!"

"Xingyue, don't you ...... Don't be with that Leng Qingqiu, okay? ”

"Ah Yue, go quickly, leave this jade cave, leave me alone!"

"Xingyue, are you okay?"

……

Lan Keman looked shy and wanted to hide his heart, and asked with difficulty and slightly frustration:

"I'm sure I don't mention your name a lot, do I? Right? Besides, I'm sure I mentioned other people's names too? Right? Like Brother Situ? ”

"How much is too much? Can you be exact? The corners of Ling Xingyue's mouth twitched slightly, but she couldn't cry or laugh a little:

"You girl, stupid man'er, will you use your Situ brother to stimulate me as soon as you are shy?"

"Oh! Stop it! Lan Keman lowered his head shyly.

Ling Xingyue gently and naturally stood up and hugged Lan Keman into her arms.

"And I don't need to be shy," he said softly, lowering his head and putting his warm lips into Lan Keman's ear.

"If you can see my dreams, you will find that all I dream of you is you, and I will never be embarrassed by it, and I will not dream of any other woman."

After saying this, he straightened up and gently flicked the top of Lan Keman's head:

"It's not like you little fool who would dream of that Situ brother!"

After playing, he was worried that Lan Keman would be angry or in pain, so he quickly lowered his head and kissed the top of his head lightly.

Then, Ling Xingyue squatted down on his knees again, and a pair of starlight phoenix eyes looked directly at the eyes of the mountain Lan Keman, as if he wanted to look into Lan Keman's heart:

"If I tell you that I don't like you being with that Situ all the time, and I don't like you calling his name in your dreams, will you be angry and ignore me?"

Ling Xingyue looked at Lan Keman, such an arrogant and fearless civet prince on weekdays, at this moment, there was a trembling fragility between his eyebrows, and his eyes were desperate to bet on life and death.

Lan Keman was surprised at first, then thought about it carefully, and replied:

"No, it won't."

With a long breath, Ling Xingyue's eyes stretched and closed, and opened them again, her eyes were full of streamers, the pear vortex at the corner of her mouth appeared and disappeared from time to time, and the whisper seemed to be soft and glutinous like a layer of mist:

"Man'er, I rejoice in you! DID YOU KNOW? ”

Lan Keman's eyes lowered, and he didn't make a sound, but nodded lightly.

The smile on the corner of Ling Xingyue's lips deepened, and she stretched out her hand to pin the lock of hair that fell from her forehead for Lan Keman, her eyes were full of tenderness, and she whispered charmingly:

"Naman'er, do you like me too?"

Although Lan Keman was shy and couldn't look at it directly, he finally let out a sound like a mosquito:

"Rejoice."

Ling Xingyue got this sound, the smile on her lips became more and more profound, the spring fragrance rippled and defeated, and the lake mood was sparkling, and the waves were rising.

"Don't worry, no matter how good the women in the world are, they can't enter my heart, the world is big, there are many women, there is only one person in my heart, I Ling Xingyue will never marry someone else again in this life, you just have to wait for me to deal with everything, and you don't have to worry about anything." Then he rubbed Lan Keman into his arms.

Lan Keman lay on Ling Xingyue's chest, heard the tides and tides of Kunming Lake inside, lowered his eyes, and the well-behaved and lovely Ling Xingyue smoothed his hair, and gently wrapped his backhand around him.

Ling Xingyue slowly rubbed Lan Keman's hair with her lips, silent, infinite joy, comfort and satisfaction in the meantime, indescribable.

When Ling Xingyue was leaving, she hesitated, her face flushed with a touch of hot red, and she asked Lan Keman:

"Can I still come to see you tomorrow?"

Lan Keman tried his best to hide his shyness, walked over, grabbed his neck, bit his ear and whispered generously:

"Naturally, in the future, I hope you come to see me every day......"

Then he fastened the cloak he often wore for Ling Xingyue, and Fang helped him open the window when he came in.

Ling Xingyue was dressed in a plain white shirt, reached out and stroked the long tassels of the cloak hanging on her chest, raised her eyebrows and smiled, turned around, and faded into the night Muli, although the moonlight was as light as water, she was still very charming.

Lan Keman went to bed again, but he couldn't sleep for a long time, the cedar snow melted outside the window, ticking softly, Lan Keman slowly fell asleep when the azure color was about to appear, and he only felt a small song whispering in his dream:

"It turns out that the purple and red are blooming all over the place, and they seem to be paid to the broken wells and decay. The beautiful scenery of the good day is the day, and the joy of the courtyard is the house! Morning and twilight rolls, clouds and clouds; The rain silk wind film, the smoke wave painting the boat - Jinping people look at this Shaoguang cheap!

……

On the shore of lakes and mountains, on the banks of lakes and mountains, clouds and rain linger. Outside the carved fence, outside the carved fence, the red turns the cui. provoke the bee and butterfly love. The upper edge of the three-life stone is not due to dreams. There was a burst of Huaxu, and the rain fell. ”

Somehow, Lan Keman listened and listened, and unconsciously a line of tears gradually slipped down with the song in the dream, and suddenly, the figure of Ling Xingyue in the dream gradually walked towards him, and Lan Keman looked at him blankly with two lines of tears.

"Don't be afraid! Man'er, I will always be, no matter the rain and clouds, Shaoguang for a thousand years, I will eventually find you, guard you, protect you, you will never lose my ......"

Ling Xingyue in the dream caressed her heart so truly, and her clenched arms were so tight and safe, Lan Keman fell asleep again unconsciously, and there was no nightmare.