Chapter 142: Jealousy

Hearing Lan Keman say this, Ling Xingyue's heart immediately opened with joy and crimson peach blossoms, so that accidentally, the color of this peach blossom actually spread from Ling Xingyue's heart to his neck, then to his cheeks, and later, it actually spread directly to his cheeks and eyes, and the rippling spring water in those eyes was overflowing and brilliant.

"Where am I jealous, ha, it's a little fox, I eat its vinegar, can I eat it?!"

Ling Xingyue's mouth was stiff, he didn't admit the meaning of his actions just now, Lan Keman was noncommittal, but he didn't mention it anymore, just gently held the little fox in his arms, and gently stroked the back of the little spirit fox with his fingertips, looking at Ling Xingyue's eyes with a rare cunning look.

"Xingyue, you don't want me to name it, why don't you give it a name, so that I can think of you when I see it call its name...... What is your name? ”

The little spirit fox lowered his head, didn't dare to say a word, and didn't dare to let out that inopportune sneeze easily, quietly lazily holding up his two pointed little ears to listen to Lan Keman's efforts for himself.

Maybe the clumsier it looks, the more it looks like a silly fox, and the longer it thinks it will live.

In this way, the little spirit fox showed a more cute temperament on his face, and Lan Keman, who was amused, fell in love with him more than once.

Ling Xingyue only let out a long breath of indignation helplessly, and no longer objected with all her might, just looked at Lan Keman gently, but involuntarily agreed:

"Okay, Man'er, you wait for me to come, don't worry."

In the afternoon, the sun is gentle and gorgeous, and under the light screen window, the beautiful shadows are both beautiful, charming and warm, and the friendship is unlimited.

At this time, Lan Keman's stomach suddenly heard the familiar cry of the "frog" in the past, "cooing" one after another, Lan Keman's face blushed suddenly, Ling Xingyue understood, she couldn't help it anymore, her face was soothing like a spring breeze, and she suddenly let out a hearty laugh from the bottom of her heart.

"You be quiet, don't laugh so loudly, you will bring Xiaoyu again." Lan Keman hurriedly glanced in the direction of the door several times.

Ling Xingyue held one of Lan Keman's hands in a low voice and calmly said:

"Don't worry, my ear power has always been very good, if Xiaoyu comes, I will definitely be able to detect it as soon as possible, and I will not embarrass you, you believe me."

After speaking, he gently hugged Lan Keman's thin waist, pinched the neck of the little spirit fox with one hand, took it out of Lan Keman's arms, pretended to be gentle but actually poured the little spirit fox into the ground at his feet, and then looked at Lan Keman softly and warmly and said the name he gave to the little spirit fox:

"In this way, isn't the girl who always accompanies you by your side called Xiaoyu? It's also what I brought back to leave for you to accompany you to relieve your boredom and make you happy, why don't you call it "little sister" in the future, it will be Xiaoyu's sister in the future, and it will also take care of you, but don't tell Xiaoyu the origin of its name, lest Xiaoyu get angry again, and think that I will compare her with this little fox, but little fox, do you have to remember that I named you and brought you back, do you know? ”

When talking to Lan Keman earlier, Ling Xingyue was extremely gentle, and when she said these few words to the little fox at the end, the sternness in her mouth was already very obvious.

Although the little spirit fox is extremely clear about the reason why Ling Xingyue calls herself "little sister", she still doesn't like this name very much, she is obviously a male fox, you actually call me "little sister", but looking at Ling Xingyue's fierce eyes at herself, she finally didn't dare to have any different nods and agreed to this slightly "humiliating" name, fortunately, she let herself accompany the gentle girl with bright eyes and good eyes, if she needs to accompany Ling Xingyue all day in the future, the little spirit fox would rather not be rescued by Ling Xingyue.

"This tall man is so disgusting, but for the sake of him and my face, I'll just make it difficult for me!"

In the end, Xiao Linghu still recognized that he would be by Lan Keman's side with the name of a "little sister" all year round in the future, but thinking of the comfort of Lan Keman's gentle and delicate fingertips caressing his back, Xiao Linghu felt that this was okay, he not only repaid Ling Xingyue's life-saving grace, but also had his own real name from today, not bad.

Lan Keman was led by Ling Xingyue to the window for lunch, fortunately, Xiao Yu brought Lan Keman a large plate of all kinds of exquisite side dishes, desserts or something, so Lan Keman naturally invited Ling Xingyue to sit opposite him and accompany him to have lunch together.

Ling Xingyue actually didn't feel too hungry, and he didn't know what was going on, as long as he could accompany Lan Keman, looking at Lan Keman in his eyes, Ling Xingyue himself always didn't feel hungry, as if as long as he was next to Lan Keman, the energy in his body was full of energy, full of energy, without the slightest tiredness and sleepiness.

But being able to accompany Lan Keman to eat alone in such a quiet environment, Ling Xingyue was still happy like a child, the reopened jacaranda tree in her heart was swaying vividly, and she kept picking up dishes for Lan Keman in her hands, and carefully placed them on the plate in front of Lan Keman, and when she saw that Lan Keman loved to eat that kind of food, she would use the bamboo chopsticks to pick it up, and hold it up to Lan Keman's mouth safely, smile at her, and then smile warmly and warmly at Lan Keman's tender red mouth, and eat it, every now and then, Ling Xingyue felt that he was even more drunk than eating ten jars of immortals, and he couldn't help himself.

Especially on rare occasional moments, Lan Keman would pass the handkerchief in his hand across those tables, and hand it to Ling Xingyue's cheeks, wiping a lock of ink hair that was blown to the corners of his mouth and ears by the thin wind at some point, and the place that was wiped by Lan Keman's fingertips and palm handkerchiefs would become as hot as the oil fruit that had just come out of the pot, and the crisp seemed to be able to turn into scum when bitten and pressed.

This lunch was eaten for half an hour, Ling Xingyue faintly heard some messy footsteps and began to come in the direction of the tent where Lan Keman was staying, stood up randomly, leaned over a few tables, gently kissed Lan Keman's forehead, stared at her affectionately for a while, and then reached out and gently stroked the broken hair in her ear behind her ear, and said softly into her ear:

"I'm leaving, the little spirit fox is left to you, you can treat it like an unknown rabbit outside the window, you are not allowed to be too nice to it, you know?"