Ling Xingyue looked at Lan Keman intently, and called softly intently, "Man'er." ”

Then he focused on holding up Lan Keman's jaw, and the enthusiasm in his eyes was fierce, as if as soon as he stretched out his hand, Lan Keman could pick up this starry eye.

Gradually, Lan Keman felt a little unsteady in his heartbeat, and just wanted to leave some, but accidentally his lips just brushed the side of Ling Xingyue's neck, Ling Xingyue seemed to be full of emotion because this was the last time she could be with Keman, and leaned over to get close to Lan Keman's pretty and lovely cheeks.

His eyebrows and eyes covered a small piece of sky in front of Lan Keman's eyes, like a small piece of sky like a shallow white jade, like a goose feather floating lightly in the center of the lake, and a circle of ripples slowly and slowly rippled slowly.

Lan Keman closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembled like a swan flying on the lake, and she gently bit Ling Xingyue's lips in response to him.

Ling Xingyue was obviously stunned, and then a brilliant spark ignited in his mind, becoming more and more intense, like a soaring firework......

In an instant, the rich aura of the spirit bamboo also rolled over overwhelmingly, and Yingying wrapped around Lan Keman, endlessly......

It wasn't until Ling Xingyue stopped the kiss with slight unsteady breathing, Lan Keman only felt as if he was going to go out of his body, and the morning sun was pouring on his cheeks, when Lan Keman tried to pin his face away to lower the heat of his cheeks, but under Ling Xingyue's unclear spring gaze, he lowered his eyelashes, lowered his head, and his cheeks became hotter and hotter, almost dripping with water.

Ling Xingyue looked at Lan Keman's delicate face with enthusiasm and sincerity, her heart was rippling, but she still lost her charm in a low voice, and shouted one after another:

"Man'er!"

"Man'er!"

"Man'er!"

……

Ling Xingyue reached out and touched Lan Keman's cheek, like a cat hair, her fingertips slid down and slowly lifted Lan Keman's chin.

"You're as beautiful as a fairy now, Man'er!"

"You're hot as fireworks right now, Man'er!"

"I like the way you look now!"

The last sentence is already like a sigh! The sigh is like the tide and ebb of Kunming Lake, and the infinite joy and comfort are all in it, which is indescribable.

Ling Xingyue's face was flushed with astringency, her eyes were full of tenderness, and she said slightly:

"Man'er, if we can go out, would you still be with me like you are today?"

While gently pinning the strand of hair hanging from Lan Keman's neck behind his ear.

Lan Keman lay on Ling Xingyue's chest, heard the heartbeat trembling inside, and obediently smoothed his hair for him, and said softly but surely:

"I do."

Ling Xingyue shuddered, the waves in her eyes were swaying and warm like a line, the smile vortex was like a drizzle over a shallow pond, rippling and rippling, and her heart seemed to fade into the spring breeze.

Ling Xingyue's pitch-black hair was gently entangled with Lan Keman's at some point, the same dark eyes were like deep pools, and there was a faint wisp of spiritual bamboo fragrance in the hair, Lan Keman's face was ashamed, and the words rolled in his throat two or three times, but he still pressed down, and his throat seemed to be stuffed with a ball of cotton, and he was dumb.

Ling Xingyue paused for a long time, and asked again in a low voice:

"What do you want to talk to me? Listen to me again, Man'er. ”

Lan Keman suddenly felt that her arm tightened, and she was fiercely grabbed by Ling Xingyue, she opened her eyes, and Ling Xingyue's eyes in front of her were immature and trembling slightly.

Feeling the nervousness of the little man in the crook of her arm, Ling Xingyue's charming and cunning heart paused, lowered her head again, and moved her chin all the way up to Lan Keman's ear, soft and charming.

Suddenly, Ling Xingyue naughtily licked Lan Keman's earlobe, then sucked it gently, and bit it lightly with her sharp teeth, expressing her sovereignty and never wanting Lan Keman to leave.

Lan Keman unconsciously snorted like a mosquito, and a crispy numbness instantly passed through Lan Keman's limbs.

Ling Xingyue's charming glass eyes looked at the shy and lovely Lan Keman in front of her, and she only felt that this life was long, and it was enough to have her.

If it weren't for the urgency of the current situation, worried about Lan Keman's comfort, Ling Xingyue hated to stay in this cave with Lan Keman all the time and never go out again.

Suddenly, Lan Keman's slender fingers hanging down casually touched what seemed to be a stone-like thing in the clothes on Ling Xingyue's chest, which made her forehead very uncomfortable, so she gently pressed the hard object with her fingertips and asked strangely:

"What is this?"

As he spoke, his small hand pressed delicately but indiscriminately on the outside of the shirt.

Since Ling Xingyue gave almost all of her clothes to Lan Keman to keep out the cold, except for the close-fitting robe inside, now Lan Keman in Ling Xingyue's arms was really dressed like a slender little female bear, leaving only that cute little head against her red cheeks and looking up at Ling Xingyue from time to time with a light smile and muttering.

Lan Keman's little hands had been freezing cold in the cave, but at this time, in Ling Xingyue's feelings, those hands were extremely hot, and the place that was pressed by Lan Keman was like an oil fruit that had just come out of the pot, and it could turn into slag with a bite of it.

When Lan Keman's fingertips inadvertently touched the stone pendant, the corners of Ling Xingyue's mouth, which was close to the root of Lan Keman's ears, unconsciously overflowed with a long breath.

Ling Xingyue didn't know whether to stop Lan Keman's hand movements, worried that her own words would scare her, or it would be even worse if Lan Keman felt ashamed.

So Ling Xingyue pursed her lips, tightly suppressing the deeper and heavier love, at a certain moment when she was touched again, Ling Xingyue felt that the love in her heart was rapidly taking root and sprouting, and it grew into a towering tree in an instant.

This tree made Ling Xingyue want to keep Lan Keman by her side even more and never let her leave her again.

Ling Xingyue endured and endured, and finally frowned between her eyebrows, looked at the unconscious little hands outside her shirt with slender eyes, and reached out to hold the moving wrist, the water in her eyes was rippling, and she turned the misty lacquer pupils, and said hoarsely to Lan Keman:

"It's the pendant you brought me with your own hands, Man'er, do you want to know where this pendant comes from?"

As she spoke, Ling Xingyue quietly pulled her slender wrist up and wrapped her around her shoulder.

Ling Xingyue uncovered the collar and pinched out a pendant, which turned out to be the "Sixue Jade Plate", and the stone swayed and swayed on Ling Xingyue's fingertips.

Lan Keman took down the hand that hung on Ling Xingyue's shoulder, took the stone, looked at it carefully for a while, and seemed to feel a little dizzy, so he put it down and rubbed the corners of his eyes and forehead.

Talking to himself:

"Somehow, after looking at the stone for a long time, I felt dizzy, as if I had been absorbed by the graphics inside."