Chapter 14: A Quiet Night (2)

"Nope." Song Qinglian shook her head, without the slightest concern, the corners of her eyes and eyebrows were full of sincerity from the bottom of her heart: "Whatever Master Xuan said, it was all to save me, how could it be said that it was an offense." ”

"If there is no Xuan Gongzi, the little girl doesn't know what kind of bullying she will encounter today, the little girl is grateful to Xuan Gongzi, how can she blame her, and how can she forgive her."

Although Song Qinglian was influenced by those rituals, she was not an unreasonable person, Ming Jingxuan would do such a thing in order to save her, how could she blame him for offending him.

But such a thing must not be known to parents. Parents are different from themselves, they will never understand, if they know, they will inevitably blame themselves for not abiding by women's morality, ruining the door, and ruthlessly beating and scolding themselves.

It's just that...... It's just that she is pure like a lotus flower, although she knows that Ming Jingxuan had to do this as a last resort to save her, but in her heart, she still can't stop surging a shallow wave.

Although he said that he didn't care, his cheeks still turned red involuntarily. The thick eyelashes trembled slightly, and the eyelids lowered slightly, like a little swallow lying dormant by the treetops.

Ming Jingxuan noticed her strange look, Rao is a person like him who has seen thousands of things in the world and is not surprised, but when facing this matter, it is difficult to remain calm.

"Uh, that ......" he blinked, and opened his teeth a little unnaturally, trying to bring up a topic again. But when the words came to his mouth, he was choked, and he didn't know what to say.

He secretly laughed in his heart, Ming Jingxuan, Ming Jingxuan, you are not afraid of being full of people on the stage, and you can talk eloquently about all kinds of lotus flowers, how can you face this little girl who doesn't know the world, and make yourself so cramped?

And Song Qinglian still maintained that posture like Xiao Yan'er, blushing, and did not move a bit.

Ming Jingxuan touched his head in embarrassment, and restarted a topic stiffly: "It's still ...... I don't know what your name is, dare to ask the girl's name? ”

Song Qinglian raised her head lightly and said softly, "My name is Qinglian." ”

In the capital, when interacting with people from the outside world, she always only said her milk name, and never revealed her full name.

Except for the villagers of Yunshui Village, almost no one knows her real name, even if it is a familiar sachet merchant, they only call her Qinglian, and no one knows that her surname is Song.

She refused to say her full name, because she couldn't let people know that she was the daughter of Song Daquan, the owner of the tobacco house.

There are not many people with the surname Song in Yunshui Village, if anyone knows that her surname is Song, even if they don't know that she is Song Daquan's daughter, they will inevitably think that she will have something to do with Song Daquan.

My father's tobacco business was an unfair livelihood, and he was mean and selfish, and he offended many people. Although people open cigarette pipes in Yunshui Village in the west of the city, the notoriety has already spread to the capital.

The father's bad character will inevitably affect the world's perception of his daughter, if people know that Song Daquan, the daughter of an old smoker, is doing sachet business in the capital, no one will buy her sachet.

In this way, you can only hide your identity. Although Ming Jingxuan has benevolence and righteousness, he and he have only known him for a day, which is not enough to tell him his real name.

She didn't say her surname, Ming Jingxuan thought she had something else to hide, and didn't ask again. This girl is thin and small, and she looks pitiful, so it seems that her life experience must be pitiful.

I saw him nod slightly, and read her name in his mouth: "Qinglian, Qinglian, like a mud without staining, the green lotus of Tingting Pure Plant is a good name." ”

was praised by him, Song Qinglian didn't feel a little shy, but gently raised her eyebrows, "My name was just taken by my parents at random, my parents are from the countryside and don't understand culture, when I was born, the blue lotus in the yard bloomed, so my parents named me Qinglian." ”

"I see." Ming Jingxuan nodded, "But the girl's heart is really as clear and thorough as a lotus, and Miss Qinglian is really as good as her name." ”

Although she knew that he was saying nice words, Song Qinglian still felt warm in her heart when she heard it.

Since I was a child, I have heard too many reprimands and derogatory words from my parents, and I have never had the slightest word of praise. Although Lu Shuangshuang and Lin Acheng are good friends, they are not people who can praise people.

It was the first time for her to hear such praise, and she was naturally overjoyed.

She raised her head and smiled lightly, "Master Xuan is really a mistake, you have only seen me twice, how can you know that my heart is as clear and thorough as a lotus." ”

Although Song Qinglian said it casually, Ming Jingxuan replied very seriously, and his eyes were also full of sincerity: "Can you see your heart, why do you need to know each other for many days, since I first saw you on the stage, I knew that you were a pure-minded person." ”

"Because your eyes are pure, without the slightest impurity that has been impregnated, such purity is something I have never seen before. If the heart is not pure, how can there be such pure eyes? ”

"It is precisely because of your thoroughness and purity at first sight that I have such a deep impression of you."

Ming Jingxuan's sincere words poured into Song Qinglian's heart like a trickle.

I never thought that an artist like him, who is so popular all over Tianjing City, would pay so much attention to himself, and he could see his essence so thoroughly.

At home, even the parents who gave birth to him never paid attention to himself, but he never thought that Ming Jingxuan, who had only seen two sides of himself and had such a reputation, would care so much about himself.

knows so much, teach her how dare she move?

She raised her head and looked at Ming Jingxuan deeply, the autumn water in her eyes flowed gently, with a deep emotion: "What did you say...... Are you sure? ”

Ming Jingxuan said with a sincere heart: "Naturally, it's true." ”

In an instant, her heart was like a warm breeze blowing by, moistening everything in her world.

She couldn't help but smile, and said sincerely, "It is the honor of the little girl to see the little girl's heart. The reckless daughter of the little girl's generation, to be able to get the attention of a celebrity like Xuan Gongzi in the capital is the third life of the little girl. ”