The Villain Husband is Online to Raise the Ginseng

Just before 233 sighed, when the ginseng routine was deep, he heard Wen Ling tilting his head and said softly: "And whoever said that I don't beat people, I can start hitting people soon. "

233: ? ? ?

It always felt like something bad was going to happen.

At noon, Wen Heng walked last, obviously waiting for the warm-hearted ginseng essence to eat together.

"There will be an exam in a few days, Wen Heng." Wen Ling tied her hair as she walked.

Sun Hong gave Wen Ling several beautiful hair ropes today, and Wen Ling is currently tying her hair.

Seeing the clumsy appearance of the little ginseng essence, Wen Heng couldn't help but hook his lips.

He used to have a cold expression on his face, but now he shows a little smile, which is very provocative.

A girl passed by him, looking at such Wen Heng, she almost lost her breath, and her heartbeat almost stopped.

This, this, this... it's too cool.

And Wen Heng is far more than that.

Seeing Wen Ling doing her long hair, Wen Heng's slender fingers gently stretched out and inserted between Wen Ling's black hair.

Wen Heng's breathing tightened when he was confronted with black and white.

I always feel that this black and white contrast is particularly attractive.

Fortunately, it was at the entrance of the teaching building at the moment, and it was sunny and daytime, so he had to control it, don't overdo it.

"I'm coming." Wen Heng took the initiative to speak after seeing Wen Ling tinkering with her for a long time and before she could get her hair done.

In the quiet voice, there was a slight hoarseness, which was not unpleasant, but revealed a bit of desire.

After listening, the two girls next to each other looked at each other, and then let out a groundhog-like scream in their hearts.

[Aaaaaah, this is too lustful, I can! 】

【It's going to die, it's going to die, it's going to die... 】

...

Wen Ling naturally didn't know that Wen Heng was standing behind him at this time and had already taken over the messed up hair.

Wen Ling obediently withdrew her hand and stood there still, letting Wen Heng play with her hair.

The slender and powerful fingers brushed from his scalp little by little, and from time to time a little spark passed by.

Wen Ling felt a little itchy in her neck and shook her head.

The warm breathing is another suffocation.

After a while, it slowly returned to clarity.

"Don't move." With a slightly hoarse voice, with endless lust, Wen Heng tried his best to look normal.

But the movement of the hands is even slower.

Some unspeakable embarrassment takes time to slowly clear and press down.

With the little girl in front of him, helping himself to cover, Wen Heng's hands moved slowly.

Wen Ling was not in a hurry, and even started a dyeing workshop with 233 in her consciousness: "Hmph, this voice, I want to talk about business as soon as I hear it."

Today, 233, who finally didn't think about this batch, heard the word "talking about business", and the whole system was not very good.

"So, can we not talk about business, can we not open a dyeing workshop? We are civilized people." 233 felt that the panda essence from the past was easy to bring, and they would complete the task with a swirl of food.

Which is like this ginseng essence.

Every day is not to cut thighs, that is, to make yellow.

Who can stand this?

"Alright." Hearing its collapsing sound, Wen Ling thought for a while and reluctantly agreed.

Before 233 breathed a sigh of relief, he heard Wen Ling muttering in a low voice: "What about that kind of milk strawberry? It's the kind of farming method that requires milk to grow strawberries. Do you...do you want to know?"

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