Finally, the two of them worked together to finally complete the production of the snow lotus dedicated to the Snow Maiden, and Lan Keman cautiously asked Ling Xingyue:

"Isn't this lamp a little too ugly, you say? Will the Snow Maiden laugh at me? ”

Ling Xingyue didn't care, he clearly knew that this lantern, as long as he and Lan Keman worked together, in his eyes, it was the most beautiful, and although it was said to be dedicated to the Snow Maiden, but with the tradition of the Ling Xingyue Spirit Clan, in fact, such a lantern was just a psychological wish of the world, could it be that the Snow Maiden would really come to the folk to see the lanterns made for her by the people of the world?

So Ling Xingyue smiled at Lan Keman, her tone was very gentle, but she smiled heartily, and seemed to be uncontrollable, and "poofed":

"Don't worry, Man'er, this lamp is very beautiful, and the Snow Maiden will think that you are doing a beautiful job when she sees your tired red fingertips and your face full of mush! Coupled with your red brain, the Snow Maiden will definitely be moved when she sees it! ”

Lan Keman blushed in shame, and blamed him for not complying:

"Ling Xingyue, you're laughing at me again! Hum! ”

Ling Xingyue stretched out her thin white fingers and gently flicked Lan Keman's head, and Lan Keman looked at him angrily with a coquettish and annoyed expression.

"Don't you know? The longer the beautiful and elegant person, the worse this hands-on ability will be, because you have used all your strength in your amazing fairy-like appearance, so this lantern is already very difficult to paste into this appearance! ”

Ling Xingyue forcibly held back the laughter that was about to burst out at the corner of her mouth, and praised it sincerely.

Lan Keman rolled his eyes and said fiercely:

"Hah! You're still laughing at me for being stupid! Ling Xingyue! You are so hateful! Hate you! ”

"Hahaha!"

Unable to hold back any longer, Ling Xingyue let out a hearty and bright laugh from the deepest part of her heart, and the laughter woke up Ling Que under the eaves, blinked her eyes, closed them again, and sank into sleep.

Ling Xingyue stretched out her warm palm and took Lan Keman, who turned around angrily, into her arms, lowered her head, and gently kissed Lan Keman's heart on the top of her head with her lips, and then hugged Lan Keman horizontally, with a charming smile on her face.

Lan Keman was frightened, "Ah! With a sigh, he shyly slapped Ling Xingyue's shoulder with a small fist, and exclaimed in a low voice:

"Hurry up and let me down, what are you doing? Ling Xingyue! Your subordinates will see in a moment! ”

Ling Xingyue smiled slightly, gently rubbed the back of Lan Keman's pink hand with her cheek, and comforted her affectionately:

"Don't be shy, huh?!"

To that "huh?!" When the words were written, the slightly raised tone, the charming tone, and the scratching of the itchy cheeks, the flirtatious Lan Keman blushed even more, and the back of the ears was even more spicy.

Seeing Lan Keman shyly burying her face in her arms and not daring to raise her head, Ling Xingyue was even more teased, and whispered softly:

"Man'er, you lift your face, I want to kiss you!"

Lan Keman's body in his arms suddenly stiffened, and the two little feet that were swaying up and down also stagnated slightly, and the pair of powerful wrists around Ling Xingyue's neck instantly became hot.

Ling ...... Insult...... Xingyue ...... Don't you dare! ”

A low muffled voice overflowed from Lan Keman's lips buried deep in his arms, Ling Xingyue only felt that her heart was rippling, and the sparkle in her eyes was like the water of Sanchun Lake, rippling slightly, and the waves were rising.

Ling Xingyue saw Lan Keman's uncomfortable appearance in her arms, felt sorry for her stiff body, and was afraid that she would be sad and unbearable, so she no longer teased and teased, just hugged Lan Keman and walked to the door steadily, and then gently touched the door with her toes, the door opened violently, the moonlight was as faint as water, and a few cedars stood tall and tall, and suddenly the scenery in the courtyard was in full view.

It's a red snow lotus all over the yard!

In the night, in the light, in the breeze, in front of the corridor, under the pine, a lamp, red and gorgeous, like a bewitching blooming snow lotus hanging and swaying, taking advantage of the cedar jade tree silver, bright and dripping.

Lan Keman's frightened eyes could no longer be turned away, this snow lotus was as red as fire, each one was very delicate, even better than the purple snow lotus seen in Ling Xingyue's "Maple Garden" that day, and there was no such icy momentum, but it gave birth to so much fullness and warmth.

Lan Keman broke free from Ling Xingyue's arms that were tightly hugging him, jumped down, and flew into the courtyard, dizzying, spinning, dancing, wandering in the sea of lights connected by red snow lotus, graceful like colorful butterflies blooming.

Lan Keman looked up and saw that the warm beating light was transmitted through the delicate petals, and the veins of the paper light yarn were even clearly blurred, although it was really as thin as a cicada's wings, it was even more amazing than the real snow lotus.

"These snow lotus lanterns are all gifts from me to you, do you like them?"

Ling Xingyue walked in slowly, the corners of her mouth smiling, and the smoke rippled.

"Well, I like it! I love it so much! ”

Lan Keman's eyes shone with thousands of stars, burning Ling Xingyue's eyes at once, and in an instant, they were burned into a passionate flame.

"Did you do it all yourself?" Boxing and moving.

"Well, otherwise, how can I be qualified to be your master to teach you to make snow lotus lanterns?"

As Ling Xingyue approached step by step, Lan Keman's heart beat violently, and his chest felt like it was about to jump.

"Why does he smile so well?"

The girl's heart was flustered, and she couldn't suppress the wild feelings that grew wildly.

Lan Keman nervously just wanted to open his lips slightly and inhale the air that could make people sober, and he was attached to a thing with a strong fragrance of spiritual bamboo, which was moist and soft, fragrant and overflowing, warm and gentle, which made people confused in an instant. Lan Keman was shy and shy, he wanted to push away the domineering but gentle shackles, but in exchange for a tighter imprisonment, both wrists were clenched and fixed by a slender hand in a wide and powerful flexible place, and the strong beating movement of his hand also made Lan Keman realize that this was a chest in this sudden stunned and chaotic jump, and what was attached to Lan Keman's soft lips were Ling Xingyue's two thin lips that trembled with emotion.

Unable to break free, Lan Keman couldn't think about how he should deal with it next, and he didn't care if anyone else would be seen, he only felt that he couldn't breathe, and his heart was jumping out of his throat, in order to stop this heart jumping out, he instinctively wanted to draw strength and air from Ling Xingyue's mouth.

Lan Keman sucked on the slightly opened lips, snatching every bit of power-stopping heartbeat in it.