The Villain Husband is Online to Raise the Ginseng

No need, it's not too far, it's just a few stops away. Wen's house is not too far away, if you take a car, it will take six stops and about 20 minutes.

Wen Ling didn't want to toss Wen Heng.

It was already nine o'clock after they got off their evening self-study, and this car was the last one.

Wen Heng sent her back, and when he came back by himself, there was no bus, so he had to take a taxi back.

If Wen Heng is like the male protagonist in this world, a rich second generation who is not poor in money, then Wen Ling might also consider it.

Unfortunately, it is not.

Wen Heng's conditions are not good, and even to say that he can grow to such a large size is due to his own destiny and strong ability.

Otherwise, I'm afraid it will be cold.

It may be because of this growing environment that he decided to be paranoid in his bones.

Considering this, Wen Ling waved his hand.

Be obedient, let's go. Wen Heng didn't think too much, he pulled the small bag that Wen Ling put in his hand, and at the same time, he waved his hand and took Wen Ling to the bus.

At this time, there are many students after class, and many also need to go home by car.

However, this part is still in the minority.

Most of them are either picked up by parents, or the school district houses, and their homes are nearby.

Farther afield, parents would rather let them live on campus.

One is to save time and the other is to be safe.

It's safer inside the school than outside the school.

There are still students in the car, and they naturally saw Wen Heng and Wen Ling together.

The boys are cold and noble, and the girls are gentle and tender.

After reading it, many students immediately shared it in their own group.

[I'm transparent, sharing a big melon, that one really caught the school grass, ah, ah, I'm not reconciled. 】

【Isn't it? Really flirted? 】

[It is estimated that it is to look at the face. Although the character of that person is indescribable, but the face can be punched, it is still a long-legged royal sister. 】

[Don't talk nonsense upstairs, if you have really come into contact with her, you will know that the long-legged royal sister is a fake, she is really cute...]

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Is it cold? Wen Ling was wearing a naked pink three-quarter sleeve shirt and a pair of black pants.

It's a bit chilly at night in October.

However, Wen Heng didn't wear much, the white sweater with jeans, Wen Ling was so cold, he didn't even have to take it off.

Just don't worry, ask one more question.

After asking, I regret it again.

The lip line collapsed tightly, Wen Heng was thinking about whether he could catch up with the car when he went back to get a piece of clothes.

After all, it was the last shift, if Wen Ling couldn't make it, Wen Ling wouldn't be able to go home.

It's not cold. Wen Ling had been buried in snow, how could he be afraid of the cold?

After Wen Heng asked, he shook his head obediently.

Although he looks tall, his face is small and his lips are lightly pursed, his appearance is small and cute.

Wen Heng felt that his heart started to beat out of rhythm again, and he didn't live up to his expectations.

If it weren't for the dark night, the tips of his reddish ears would have been seen clearly.

The little girl is so seductive.

It's actually strange, how the other party flirted before, Wen Heng felt that the other party's eyes were light and his acting skills were poor.

But now, it's just a normal conversation, which makes Wen Heng feel that his heart is trembling.

Wen Heng didn't quite understand the reason, so he wanted to take out his mobile phone to search, but he was afraid that Wen Ling would see it, so he would ask more questions.

Hold on, the car arrives.

Most of the people who take the bus at this point are students, because this is not the starting station, but just passing by, so there will be some other people on the bus.

Some are office workers who just got off work, and others.

All kinds of people, not many people.

But there are more men.

Seeing this scene, Wen Heng pursed his lips, and his complexion suddenly sank.