The villain husband raises ginseng online

Chapter 17 The school grass's first love 17

Wen Heng took a lot of things along the way.

Wen Ling watched along the way, while silently counting the money in her heart.

After thinking about it, the little ginseng essence wanted to straighten her hair, because she found that she couldn't count, so she needed to count her beards.

Fortunately, Wen Heng went to check out with his things, otherwise, he would have been afraid to see how the girl's long hair stood up on the spot.

And the roots are standing upright, that scene is probably a supernatural scene.

"I'll come, I'll come." Wen Ling took a look, Wen Heng took out his meal card and hurriedly stepped forward.

In the end, Wen Heng smiled and said, "No need."

Wen Heng doesn't like to laugh, he's a cool school girl after all.

But now she smiled slightly, it was still a benefactor's smile...

The little ginseng spirit thinks that her benefactor's smile is so pretty, the kind that can directly dazzle her eyes.

Then, Wen Ling forgot to pay.

It wasn't until Wen Ling got out of the canteen that he realized it, patted his head in frustration, and whispered, "Let me give you the money."

Just spent more than 50, bought a bag of snacks.

The cash in Wen Ling's hand was only more than 30 yuan, which was not enough to pay back.

If you want to repay the money, you need to transfer money through WeChat.

After Wen Ling finished speaking, she came to her senses and hurriedly said in a low voice, "Well, I don't have enough cash, so I can transfer it to you through WeChat."

When Wen Heng heard it, his heart skipped a beat.

He had already heard about the matter between Wen Ling and Wen Yu.

Knowing that Wen Ling's life at home might not be easy, Wen Heng never thought of asking her for money.

I just didn't want the little girl to be sad, so I pulled him over to buy some food.

Originally, he didn't want the money.

But after thinking about it, you can add WeChat, add friends...

Hmm, not a bad idea.

Wechat can transfer money over, but if I don't accept it, then you can't do anything about it.

"En." Thinking of this, Wen Heng replied in a low voice, then took out his phone and opened his QR code.

At this time, the little ginseng spirit is still a simple-minded little monster, who doesn't know that human beings have deep routines and specialize in pitting little ginseng.

Obediently, he took out the original owner's tattered mobile phone, scanned Wen Heng's QR code, and transferred 60 yuan as soon as he added a friend.

To give sweets to benefactors, to make benefactors feel warm.

Although it only cost more than 50, but I didn't remember the fraction, so I gave [-] directly.

Wen Ling remembered that 233 said that the conditions in Wen Heng's family were not good, and now he is working part-time and studying by himself, trying to make money.

The money he spent could be his living expenses for a week.

Little ginseng essence is afraid to ask for it.

She didn't want it either, she was afraid that her benefactor would starve.

Wen Heng just glanced at it lightly, and when he saw the big sixty, he sneered slightly in his heart.

So, what a little fool.

This kind of loss-making business is unacceptable.

Fortunately, he will not accept it.

After sending Wen Ling to the downstairs of the dormitory, Wen Heng handed the bag to Wen Ling.

"Take it back and eat." Wen Ling originally thought that these were bought for Wen Heng, but now this thing fell into his own hands.

"No, e..." Wen Ling was so excited that she almost called her benefactor directly.

After turning around, he hurriedly turned back and said: "This is for you, I can't copy your paper for nothing."

I can't read a few big characters, but my memory is still good.

233 held his own bamboo leaf and didn't want to talk.

On the other hand, Wen Heng frowned, his face turned a little cold: "I don't like snacks."

After speaking, he handed it directly to Wen Ling's arms.

(End of this chapter)