Gu Hangshen watched her with a mix of tears and laughter.
"Ha-ha, just take it, just take it!" Jinmulin came over gloatingly.
Master Konghui looked at the young people, who were like the morning sun, with a compassionate smile.
The sound of the bell rang out, and the temple maintained its regular routine. Master Konghui left first, and the three of them bowed together in farewell.
Gong Xiaoqiao gave Jinmulin a cold look, "The one who should really take it is you!"
Speaking of Gu Hangshen, even if he did cause trouble, it was only for one person, but Jinmulin was like a swarm of fish crossing the river.
"By the way, junior sister, have you seen it? The peach trees we planted years ago are in bloom!" Jinmulin said, looking at Gu Hangshen with pride, the peach blossoms he planted with the junior sister.
"Really?" Gong Xiaoqiao asked excitedly.
"I'll take you to see," Jinmulin said, taking her hand.
Gong Xiaoqiao subtly slipped her hand out and ran ahead.
