The Villain Husband is Online to Raise the Ginseng

  Chapter 47 The first love of the school grass 47

After    really got in touch, 233 discovered that she was innocent and ignorant.

  This little ginseng has a deceptive face and is more social than anyone else.

  But, who can make people’s faces deceive.

   "Don't be busy, I sleep the same with you, don't pick." Wen Ling was behind him, and after visiting for a while, he spoke.

  As a result, when he finished speaking, he saw Wen Heng, who was bending over and making sheets, directly stiffened.

This sentence……

OK.

  Wen Heng told himself don’t think about it, the little girl is still young, and now she is kicked out of the house, she must not be in a good mood...

  Grass.

  As a result, after thinking for a while, I got fever all over my body.

  He was used to the cold and snow-like Wen Heng, but he finally did not control it, turned around, and violently pushed Wen Ling against the wall.

  "Are you suggesting something to me?" Wen Heng lowered his throat, but he still couldn't conceal the fact that he was dumb. When he spoke, his forehead directly touched Wen Ling's head.

  When his eyes were facing each other, he saw the confusion in the eyes of the little girl.

  For an instant, Wen Heng felt like a beast again.

  He has the mind of a hunter, and he has the idea of ​​a beast.

he……

   Closed his eyes slightly, Wen Heng restrained the gloomy breath as much as possible, and then slowly let go of Wen Ling.

  Some stiff hands stretched out slowly, and gently rubbed Wen Ling's hair.

   "Sorry, I scared you." Wen Heng didn't want to show his dark side to Wen Ling.

   But sometimes, he can't control the devil in his heart.

  Fortunately, Sanity went online in time, and it didn’t make him do anything more terrifying.

   "Wen Heng, do you like me?" As a result, Wen Ling, a little ginseng essence, is born with his own tricks.

   Seeing that Wen Heng wanted to retract, he couldn't help tilting his head, and asked in a clear voice.

  Wen Heng was asked in a sentence, and he froze directly in place. At this time, the hand that was originally stretched out seemed to grow on Wen Ling's head, and he dared not move.

  The whole figure is like a mechanical dance, rigid there.

  The tip of the ear is rapidly turning red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

  In the end, it was so red that it was about to bleed.

  Wen Ling quietly leaned forward, and his slightly cool lips touched the red ear tips that seemed to be burning soon.

   Then he bent over, got out of Wen Heng's arms, and threw himself on the bed as if shy.

   "I'm going to bed." The voice was directly pressed into the quilt, dull and a little bit of joy.

  The joy, without concealment, seemed to fly out of the bed with lovely wings, and flew all the way to Wen Heng's heart.

  When Wen Heng reacted, he leaned directly on the wall behind him.

  The body is rare to relax, the whole person seems to be boneless, not like his usual, cold and hard as pine and cypress.

  The corners of the lips evoked a smile unconsciously, like soft cotton candy slowly dissolving on the tip of his heart, wherever the syrup went, every inch of it was sweet to the bone.

  Looking at Wen Ling, who was throwing his head into the quilt on the bed, and then watching his cute little jiojio still moving there.

   Seeing nowhere to be placed, and a little uneasy, I want to turn my head to look at myself, but I am afraid that I have not left yet.

  Wen Heng only felt that his heart melted instantly.

   Raised his hand and gently touched the tip of the ear that hadn't come down, Wen Heng closed his eyes slightly.

  This is all right, originally it was just a somersault.

  I'm afraid that it's my own life, so I'm all planted in.

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  Thank you little angels for your reward

  (End of this chapter)