The Villain Husband is Online to Raise the Ginseng

"Wen Heng, don't you want to eat? I really can't finish it." Wen Ling asked in a low voice while biting the not-so-delicious spring onion steak.

A soft cotton candy voice passed through her ears.

Wen Heng felt that not only was the tip of his heart a little itchy, but the tips of his ears were also a little itchy.

He even raised his hand uncontrollably, as if bewitched, and picked up another pair of disposable chopsticks.

When he reacted, a small row had already been placed on the rice in front of him.

Wen Ling took a small piece of rice and put it on the lid of the lunch box, and put the rest of the rice in front of Wen Heng.

The back and forth time was so short, Wen Ling did not believe that the benefactor had already eaten.

Since you haven't eaten, let's eat together.

He is her benefactor, and it's okay to eat together.

System 233 feels that the relationship between them has eased, which means that the tasks will be easier to brush in the future.

At least, it should be easy to persuade Wen Heng not to blacken and destroy the city.

For this reason, 233 didn't remind anything.

When Wen Heng reacted, his face was slightly hot.

The main thing is that he has never had such a close distance with any girl, and even ate dishes from another girl.

Those chopsticks were bitten in the mouth by the little girl just now.

But now, he used it to clip a small drain in front of him.

"Hurry up and eat, Wen Heng." Wen Ling saw that he didn't eat, and even shook his hand in front of his eyes.

Only then did Wen Heng react, and he was stunned for a long time.

After restraining his expression, Wen Heng pursed his lips, then lowered his head, picked up the small row, and gently put it into his mouth.

In fact, he is not very used to such close contact with people, whether it is a man or a woman.

Probably a habit.

Today I changed a small platoon with a single person, and he wouldn't even touch it.

Even if I would rather be hungry, I wouldn't eat this meal.

However, this stubborn little fool in front of him made himself an exception.

I don't know why, when looking at the little girl looking at him with big bright eyes, Wen Heng only felt that his habitually cold and hard heart, like an iceberg, suddenly became a soft mess.

It was the kind of feeling out of control that he didn't even understand.

It's just that this feeling doesn't make him sad at all, he even...

Some are greedy for the warmth at this time.

Yes, warm.

Sitting so close to the little girl, eating in a lunch box face to face.

Such a picture, such a reality, made him feel warm.

In fact, his heart had been cold for many years, and at this moment, a light suddenly slipped in quietly.

Wen Heng did not know what would happen to this beam of light in the end.

But, at least, he doesn't feel sad.

The small rib in the mouth is the favorite scallion-flavored small rib of the students in the school.

It is said to be super delicious, ranking in the top three of the best recipes in the school cafeteria.

However, from Wen Heng's point of view, the bite was hard, not like the voice of the little girl opposite.

Soft and delicate, like the best cotton candy ever.

Take a sip, and feel that from the mouth to the heart, it is all sweet.

"This diced pork is also delicious, Wen Heng, you can eat it." Wen Ling felt that the small steak was just like that, and the diced pork was not that good.

But boys of Wen Heng's age should eat a lot, and they still need to grow.

Moreover, Wen Heng uses a lot of brains to study. If he eats less, he probably won't have the energy to study in the afternoon.

Thinking of this, even though he thought this diced pork was really not very tasty, Wen Ling still took a chopstick and put it on the warm rice.