After whispering to Lan Jing about this, Chu Lian also stood up and stood on tiptoe like a child and whispered in Lan Jing's ear:

"I heard that the little master Situ sent a snack box to Ke Man again, Gu Xiaoyu said, before leaving, the young master Si Tu specially sent a personal servant to send it over, saying that he was worried that Ke Man's sister would not eat well for lunch, so it was better to bring a food box, and if you were hungry on the way back, you could eat a few pieces to satisfy your hunger.

So don't worry about Man'er, she shouldn't be starving. Let's give her a little bit of privacy! ”

After listening to Lan Jing, he didn't say anything anymore, just grabbed Chu Lian's shoulders and stroked them gently, both of them understood Ke Man's heart at the same time, and they both felt that the emotional matter should be solved by the children themselves, if the situation permits, what can be suggested must still be suggested, and what can be helped, must also be helped, but the most fundamental basic feeling, this can only be Lan Keman's own slow feeling in his own life, slowly growing, and slowly becoming more bearable, Even fathers and mothers can't replace this.

It turned out that Chu Lian's approach was right, Lan Keman really didn't eat a bite of dinner, Ling Xingyue's distrust of herself kept coming to her mind, and the mocking words also stimulated her mind at once, making her only feel that countless tears wanted to burst out of her eyes.

In the past, no matter what happened to Lan Keman, especially in the past, she was often ridiculed and even humiliated by others, but she only flashed in her mind, but somehow, for this Ling Xingyue, she burst into tears again and again, she just couldn't stand his slightest snub, a trace of ridicule, and even a displeased expression, which could make Lan Keman's heart fall to the bottom in an instant, and she couldn't rejoice anymore.

Thinking of this, Lan Keman was even more annoyed by her lack of interest, she wiped away the flooding of the corners of her eyes fiercely, and shouted angrily at herself in a low voice:

"Lan Keman, don't cry! You can't be a little promising, it's not worth it for Ling Xingyue's kid! ”

"Why isn't it worth it for me as a kid!" A low whisper suddenly sounded outside the window of Lan Keman's tent.

In this quiet night, such a low voice suddenly smashed in, which frightened Lan Keman to sit up, almost shouting.

Suddenly remembered that she had already left Xiaoyu far away for the sake of quiet, and now she was alone in the house, if she really shouted out, she was afraid that it would be very detrimental to her reputation, and she was in a panic, and suddenly felt that this voice was so familiar.

"Don't be afraid, it's me! Ling Xingyue, that stinky boy! ”

Hearing Lan Keman's nervous and rapid breathing, Ling Xingyue knew that she might have scared Lan Keman, so she hurriedly comforted her, using her spiritual power to transmit the voice to Lan Keman's ears in a low voice, and also used the spirit cat's requiem nature to slightly comfort Lan Keman's beating heart.

Lan Keman didn't fall asleep in the first place, he was lying lazily on the couch with his clothes all the time, and he went to Ling Xingyue outside the window, although he was scared, and he felt that it was very inappropriate to see him now, but he still went over uncontrollably and opened the window leaves.

Outside the window, the long moon is as clear and clean as water, the cedars are swaying, showing a drop of broken jade, Ling Xingyue is dressed in a jade-colored shirt, and the placket is elegantly embroidered with ink bamboo and emerald embroidery on the white robe around him, and the sleeves of the robe rise and fall with the night breeze.

And Ling Xingyue Changxin was standing, with phoenix eyes long, looking at herself with a smile.

Lan Keman's face was ashamed, and he turned around and sat back on the chair by the window, not daring to look up at Ling Xingyue outside the window again.

Ling Xingyue smiled "whoosh", jumped in from the window quickly and lightly, did not sit down, but knelt on one knee, held Lan Keman's little hand with both hands, and muttered a sentence in her mouth:

"Man'er, I'm sorry, I made you sad, now that I hear your words, I feel that my heart is enough, and it is not in vain for me to ......"

The voice behind him was too soft, as if talking to himself, Lan Keman didn't hear it clearly, but felt that Ling Xingyue's hands were too cold, as if he had just come out of the ice water, and his palms trembled slightly.

Ling Xingyue realized that she didn't remember to put on her coat when she went out, and she stood silently outside Lan Keman's window for a long time, her body had already been frozen, worried that this would make Man'er's hands cold, and quickly used her spiritual power to make her body body temperature high, and said apologetically:

"I'm sorry, Man'er, I'm freezing you again, you've just recovered, are you okay? Didn't feel uncomfortable there, did you? ”

Hearing Ling Xingyue talk to herself softly like this again, Lan Keman's already concerned heart couldn't help but complain anymore:

"Why is it so cold and you don't wear coats, are you also worried that you are wearing too many big bears?!"

Speaking of this, Lan Keman couldn't hold back any longer, and laughed out loud, Lan Keman thought angrily in his heart:

"This Ling Xingyue is really his nemesis, he can decide his joys, sorrows and sorrows with one sentence and one expression, and he is really unproductive!"

But before Lan Keman could think clearly, Ling Xingyue pulled up his hand again with his hot palm that had been urged by spiritual power and said:

"Man'er, can you please be more happy with me and put your brother Situ down for a while, so it's okay? Even for a moment. ”

The more he got to the back, the lower his voice became, Lan Keman felt the panic in Ling Xingyue's heart, and he couldn't bear to be angry with him anymore, so he held his face with both hands, stared at his red eyes tightly, his eyes flashed with the brilliance of stars, and his tone was affirmative:

"Little Lord Ling, the first and last time I said these words to you, you have to remember clearly, that is:

I like Brother Situ, but I just treat him as my own brother, my dearest and best friend!

And I rejoice in you, I really rejoice, my heart rejoices, I rejoice, I rejoice that you are willing to let you kiss me, I am glad that you are so happy that I am willing to see you at night......"

Lan Keman, who was originally righteous, couldn't speak anymore, his cheeks were red and hot, the back of his ears was hot, and it seemed to be dripping and boiling to the touch.

Ling Xingyue's keen eyes in the dark night captured this enthusiasm, and unconsciously leaned forward, pasted Lan Keman's hot and lively little face, opened his mouth to grasp Lan Keman's soft and hot lips, and the trembling fingertips also pecked at the delicate skin on the back of Lan Keman's neck like an aphid.

Maybe it was the lingering night, this kiss didn't stop for a long time, Lan Keman was shy and wanted to escape, but Ling Xingyue was very strong, she grabbed Lan Keman's shoulder, and her fingertips gently stroked Lan Keman's Yintang.