Yang Lan could not believe it. She looked at Zhou Lanming with dry lips, shook her head slowly, and said, "No, you need it more than me." Yang Lan's big eyes looked at Zhou Lanming seriously, and she felt that the touch in her heart was about to overflow.

At this time, water represents life. He gives up his own part, which is desperately giving up.

Yang Lan looked at him and said softly: "I really don't need it. I, I'm not worth it. You recognized the wrong person. I'm not that Yang Lan."

Zhou Lanming smiled bitterly and said hoarsely: "It doesn't matter whether you are Yang Lan or not." Speaking of this, Shan suddenly quickly reached out to Yang Lan's back.

Yang Lan felt a numbness on her back and she couldn't move. Zhou Lanming moved closer to her, took the portion of food and brought it to her mouth, and slowly and carefully started feeding it.

His movements were very careful, careful and pious. Yang Lan looked at him with her eyes blinking, and for the first time there was a desire in her heart that she was really the Yang Lan. At least, in this way she could enjoy his warmth for granted.

Zhu Neng sat aside, the sword in his hand was motionless. He watched the two of them leaning against each other coldly, and a hint of contempt flashed quickly on his face. He grinned and said in a low voice: "Zhou Lanming, no wonder you are so dependent on my third uncle. You are just a left-handed envoy. You can't figure out what a real man should give up and what he deserves. He is destined to be a mediocre man in this life!"

He was always a little uncomfortable, his mind was dizzy, his body felt hot, and his eyes were spinning from time to time. It might be because his nerves were too tight, or it might be because he was soaking in the sea for a night under the ups and downs of emotions that day. This discomfort made his mind feel drowsy from time to time, and also made his heart very uneasy.

Therefore, he knew that every time he said something, he would waste a lot of water, but he still had to keep himself calm and sober through this kind of words that were in contrast to Zhou Lanming's words.

Zhou Lanming didn't look at him, he just looked at Yang Lan gently and fed her carefully. His movements were very careful and careful. There was an unexpected light flashing in his eyes, as if he had returned to the distant time and space.

Among the three, Yang Lan has always been the best in her spirits. Her face and skin are not as dry as the two men, but are still so moist.

Zhou Lanming's eyes were always on Yang Lan's face. Seeing her blinking eyes at him, he suddenly said softly: "Yang Lan, do you know? I have been looking for you later. After you left, I soon left my senior brother. I searched for you all over the world. But I couldn't find it, not only I couldn't find it, but everyone couldn't find it."

When he met Yang Lan Mingjing Qiukong's eyes, he grinned and said hoarsely: "I, I never thought of marrying you. I just wanted to find you and look at you. Stay by your side from afar. Even if you marry someone, it doesn't matter. I just wanted to watch you, drive a car for you or be a doorman, as long as I can watch you from afar, I'll be happy."

He smiled foolishly, his eyes were a little confused. He trembled and stretched out his hand. After he hesitating for a while, he finally stroked Yang Lan's face: "But, I can't find you. I can't find you. Until later, I met Miss Seven of the Yang family. She looks the most similar to you, and is more similar to you than every woman around His Highness. I was so happy. At that time, I thought, even if it was fake, I would be satisfied if I could watch it like this.

But for some reason, I was becoming more and more dissatisfied. I looked at her every move and felt her feelings for me, but I always thought that she was not Yang Lan, she was pretending to be Yang Lan, she didn't deserve the same face as you!

Later, she also discovered my thoughts. Her personality was so stubborn, inferior and stubborn. After she discovered it, she suddenly seemed to become another person. She actually wanted to die with me!

Looking at the same face as you, it became so ugly, I could no longer help but destroy her appearance with a knife, and then kill her. No, it was her who bumped into my sword, and she wanted to die with me."

As he spoke, his eyes became more and more blurred, and his face turned red. He only heard him say excitedly: "Haha, she died, died in my hands. But, not long after, I actually heard that Miss Yangqi appeared in the world again and returned to the Yang family. At that time, I thought, it must be you, you! You are so mysterious, so cute, so unpredictable. No woman in the world is like you, you must be a fairy in the sky. You are back."

Speaking of this, he smiled softly. He put his chin on Yang Lan's hair, rubbed it gently, and sighed softly, Zhou Lanming said in a seemingly non-existent voice: "I thought, if I could see you again, how happy I would be if I could hold your little hand! I would be the happiest person in the world."

He murmured in a low voice. His eyes were blurred and there were many things that were unclear. Yang Lan looked at him tightly, her face full of worry. She thought to herself, something was wrong! He was a little bit wrong. Could it be that he was sick?

At this moment, Zhu Neng suddenly burst into laughter. He stood up while laughing. He stood up. He stood up high and raised his sword to the sky: "Oh God! You are blind, you are blind! I am the eldest son of the prestigious prince. I am all good at literature and martial arts. I am a talented person and a son of a true dragon. This world is obviously the one who should be sitting there. You, the blind God, have created a Chang Lin. Let him destroy everything about me and let him destroy me!"

Speaking of Chang Lin, he looked down at Yang Lan as if he remembered something. He looked at Yang Lan with red eyes, and the redness on his face was even more intense than Zhou Lanming!

He stared at Yang Lan tightly and suddenly shouted loudly: "It's you, you bitch! No, no, you are a beauty, the number one beauty in the world. It's Chang Lin's sweetheart. As long as I catch you, maybe Chang Lin will give me the country obediently. By the way, just catch you."

Speaking of this, his face was smug, his eyes were still blurred. Yang Lan looked at him worriedly and found that his mind seemed a little unclear.

Zhu Neng recited: "Yes, just catch you." While reciting, he took the long sword and suddenly walked forward, and rushed towards Yanglan. Yanglan opened her mouth and wanted to scream, but no sound was made.
Chapter completed!