The villain husband raises ginseng online

Chapter 67 The school grass's first love 67

But before 233 sighed, when the ginseng routine was deep, Wen Ling tilted her head and said in a soft voice: "And whoever said I don't beat people, soon, I can start beating people. "

233: ? ? ?

I always feel like something bad is about to happen.

At noon, Wen Heng walked last, obviously waiting for this slow-moving ginseng essence to have dinner with him.

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

Sun Hong gave Wen Ling several beautiful hair ties today, and now Wen Ling is tying her hair.

Seeing the clumsy look of the little ginseng essence, Wen Heng curled his lips.

His face was usually indifferent, but now he showed a little smile, which was very seductive.

A girl passed by him, seeing such Wen Heng, she almost lost her breath, her heart almost stopped beating.

This, this, this... is too sua.

And Wen Heng was far more than that.

Seeing Wen Ling messing with her long hair, Wen Heng stretched out his long and slender fingers gently, inserting them horizontally between Wen Ling's black hair.

Wen Heng's breathing tightened when he was confused between black and white.

I always feel that this kind of black and white contrast is very attractive.

Fortunately, it's at the entrance of the teaching building, and it's sunny, so he has to control it, don't go too far.

"I'll do it." Seeing that Wen Ling had been fiddling with for a long time but hadn't gotten his hair done yet, Wen Heng opened his mouth.

The quiet voice was tainted with a slight hoarseness, which was not unpleasant, but rather a hint of desire.

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

【Ahhhhhhhh, this is too much, I can do it! 】

【To die, to die, to die...】

……

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

Wen Ling withdrew her hand obediently, stood there without moving, and let Wen Heng play with her hair.

The slender and strong fingers brushed over his scalp bit by bit, and every now and then, sparks passed by.

Wen Ling felt her neck itchy and shook her head.

Wen Heng's breathing was another suffocation.

After a while, it slowly returned to clarity.

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

But the movements of the hands were even slower.

Certain unspeakable embarrassments need time to slowly clear and decompress.

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

Wen Ling was not in a hurry, and even subconsciously set up a dyeing workshop with 233: "Hmph, this voice sounds like it wants to talk about business."

Today, 233, who hadn't thought about it at all, 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 thinks that the old pandas are easy to bring and eat, and they will complete the task in a hurry.

It's not like this ginseng essence.

Every day is not to cut the thigh, is to engage in yellow.

Who can stand this?

"That's fine." Hearing its crashing sound, Wen Ling thought for a while, and reluctantly agreed.

Before 233 breathed a sigh of relief, Wen Ling whispered: "What about that kind of milk strawberry? It's that kind of farming method that requires milk to grow strawberries. Do you... want to know more about it?"

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