That bag was given to her by Yuan Qingyan before leaving.

A trace of regret flashed in Kong Lingjie's eyes. She is now in her thirties, but she is still being taken care of by Qingyan's cousin. However, she couldn't help Qingyan in the matter of Qingyan and Lin Cheng.

It's not that she doesn't want to help, it's that she can't.

She asked He Xincheng to help her, help Lin Cheng stay, and accompany Qingyan to sing.

But He Xincheng shook his head slightly, as if he could see through her thoughts, and persuaded her:

"Don't embarrass Lin Cheng. If he could choose Qingyan, he was afraid that he would have been with Qingyan a long time ago. His wife is very virtuous, and she treats everyone well in the family home.

Before that, you had also seen his wife Xiaoyu.

Xiao Yu helped you and was good to you. Then you will consider it for Xiao Yu and Lin Cheng......"

Kong Lingjie took several breaths of cool air in her heart. Yes, she's going to think about others. In the past, she was too selfish and thought too much about herself.

A sarcastic smile curled into the corners of her lips, did she think too much?

If she's selfish and thinks a lot about herself. Then she won't care about the face of her mother's family, but will go to the 1I police and accuse Huang Xiaoyao of hurting her.

Although it did not constitute any substantial harm, it did hurt her.

She has to let the evil-doer Huang Xiaoyao get the punishment he deserves. shouldn't look at him as a bad man, still in the imperial capital and Jincheng and other places, he can live easily.

As soon as Kong Lingjie thought of this, she took a few steps back.

In He Xincheng's view, Kong Lingjie's performance is that she thinks she is afraid of him. Otherwise, why would she have to back down again and again?

He Xincheng's deep eyes shattered a dim light. He looked at Kong Lingjie in front of him, and Kong Lingjie, who was two or three meters away from him, suddenly felt like a knife.

Ling Jie is the woman he loves deeply, why should she be afraid of him?

He Xincheng's dim eyes fell on Kong Lingjie's face, and slowly walked in front of her. Looking at her big clear eyes, he asked:

"Ling Jie, what did I do not do well to make you sad?"

He thought that Ling Jie was a very good woman, so good that she was impeccable.

He couldn't afford to lose her anymore.

Therefore, he needs to know what he is wrong so that he can correct it.

Kong Lingjie shook her head slightly, looked at He Xincheng with apologetic eyes, and said, "You are very good, Xincheng." You've always been a good, nice man. ”

She flickered her long eyelashes, and only felt that her heart was aching. She is telling the truth, and Xincheng is a very good man.

Because she has only loved him one man in her life.

He was her one and only, her beloved......

"Ling Jie, what you said, is it true?" As soon as He Xincheng heard Kong Lingjie praising him, a pair of deeply locked sword eyebrows instantly relaxed.

He reached out and pressed Kong Lingjie's shoulder, looked at her with a pair of deep eyes, and asked again:

"You say, I'm a good man, a very good man?"

Kong Lingjie nodded vigorously and sincerely told He Xincheng:

"Of course I'm telling the truth. Now, it's just the two of us talking, and no one else is eavesdropping. Why should I lie? ”

He Xincheng's deep eyes quietly swept over a trace of joy. The corners of his lips rose slightly, and he said:

"Since I'm a good man, you're going to reward me."

Kong Lingjie smiled happily, "Okay." You say, how do you want me to reward you? "I want to reward you, but now you may no longer be rare for the reward I gave you.

She lowered her eyes slightly, pondered for a moment, and then took out the small white porcelain vase that she had put in her bag. She handed the small white porcelain vase to He Xincheng with both hands and said:

"That's all I can give now." This is the spiritual spring water I got for you to go to the Purple Butterfly Spring, and I wish you peace in your life!

She had wanted to walk back to the camp and give it to him again. But he wanted her to reward him, and she didn't have any fruit with her, and she couldn't make him a pot of tea.

She had no choice but to give him the spiritual spring water she had brought back for him.

The corners of He Xincheng's lips hooked up a wicked smile, and he said half-truthfully: "I pushed the motorcycle, and my palms were sweating." Until now, I had nowhere to wash my hands.

Look, why don't you open it for me and give me a drink? ”

"Okay."

Kong Lingjie pursed her lips shyly and opened the cap for He Xincheng. She stood too close to He Xincheng, and she only felt that her little heart was pounding.

She held the water bottle filled with spiritual spring water, and only felt that the weight of the water bottle was very heavy. The spiritual spring water in the bottle was, in her opinion, more precious than rare treasures.

Kong Lingjie raised her eyes and saw beads of sweat oozing from He Xincheng's forehead. Only then did she cautiously put the water bottle to his lips and said gently:

"It's so warm here in Jincheng, you are really tired when you push a motorcycle.

Come, drink slowly, don't choke.

When you've drunk water, take a break before heading back. ”

He Xincheng listened to Kong Lingjie's gentle words and nodded obediently. With a faint smile, he said:

"You take a sip first, and then I'll take a drink."

"That's not good, I brought you the spiritual spring water." Kong Lingjie shook her head again and again, indicating that she couldn't. For she had made a wish to wish him peace and all the best in his life.

She couldn't rob him of his luck.

"If you don't drink it, then I won't drink it either."

He Xincheng said stubbornly.

A trace of helplessness flashed in Kong Lingjie's eyes, so she had no choice but to compromise. She took a shallow taste, and then took a small porcelain bottle and fed it to He Xincheng to drink. With their joint efforts, a bottle of spiritual spring water was soon drunk for sharing.

He Xincheng smiled contentedly.

After that, everything about him, both good and bad. He had to share it with Ling Jie.

Kong Lingjie stretched out her hand and shook it, the empty bottle in her hand, and said:

"Nope."

"Okay."

He Xincheng took the empty small white porcelain bottle and put it in his leather bag. He's going to take the bottle back and keep it safe.

Ling Jie's blessing to him, his concern for Ling Jie, it seemed that the bottle could testify for them.

The warm sunlight shone on the white marble bridge, sprinkling the figures of He Xincheng and Kong Lingjie with a layer of honey. He Xincheng thought to himself that as long as he could be with Ling Jie for the rest of his life, his life would be like this.

Every day, it will be as sweet as honey.

Kong Lingjie saw He Xincheng drink the spiritual spring water, and the gift she wanted to give him was also delivered. That way, she didn't have to go back to the camp.

She glanced at He Xincheng reluctantly, and said in a low voice:

"Xincheng, thank you and your friends for taking care of me.

Special thanks to Lin Cheng's wife, Xiaoyu. If she hadn't helped me, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to find you.

Xiaoyu is a good woman, but Cousin Qingyan is also very good. They all love Lin Cheng, and I can only say that my cousin Qingyan's blessings are not as good as Xiaoyu. ”

"Ling Jie, don't feel sorry for Sister Qingyan. She and Lin Cheng are still friends, and Xiaoyu treats Qingyan's sister well.

She and Xiaoyu are both good girls, and they will live very happily. ”

He Xincheng's eyes flashed with warmth, and he said:

"Ling Jie, when we return to the camp, let's thank Xiao Yu and Lin Cheng."

A trace of embarrassment flashed in Kong Lingjie's eyes, and she said:

"When I earn my salary, will I invite Xiaoyu and Lin Cheng?"