The Villain Husband is Online to Raise the Ginseng

Wen Heng knew about Wen Heng's small movements.

But she didn't take it to heart. She used to share food with her friends.

It's nothing to eat like this.

It's just that Wen Ling seems to have subconsciously ignored that the food they shared before, not including the food that has already entered one person's mouth, the remaining half will enter another person's mouth.

Watching this scene, System 233 felt a little overwhelmed. It thought about it.

If Wen Heng really likes hearing spirits, this is something he can't ask for.

When the villain has someone he likes and someone he cares about, he also has a weakness, so he shouldn't just turn it into a black man, and then ruin Hwaseong directly, right?

This is an improvement.

They want to send warmth and love to the villain.

Then, directly falling in love with the villain like now is simply a shortcut.

Satisfied, 233 messed up his code, and Tongli quietly put on a pony and entered their system forum, preparing to write a fanfiction.

After the four of them had dinner, they went back to the classroom.

Gao Yiqiang wanted to play basketball, but when Wen Ling was beside him, he said softly, Exercise after eating, it will cause your stomach to sag.

When Gao Yiqiang heard this, he immediately dispelled such thoughts and decided to go back and hug his little baby Wusan.

There will be chaos in the classroom. After all, the evening self-study has not officially started, so everyone can make trouble for a while.

Wen Heng felt that this time was not bad. Seeing Wen Ling sitting up, he patted Wen Ling on the shoulder.

Wen Heng? Wen Ling glanced at him blankly.

In Shui Lingling's big eyes, there are slightly swaying autumn water waves, and the swaying Wen Heng Xin Jing swaying.

In particular, the sound of Wen Heng touched the softest part of his heart.

Even though he was a cold Arctic iceberg, he was melted away by her dazzling light.

I've learned. Rao Shi's heart was shaking violently, but Wen Heng was still able to hold it.

It was about as hot as he had just eaten, and Wen Heng rolled up the sleeves of his sweater, revealing his sturdy arms.

Wen Heng looked thin, but the flesh on his arms was extremely firm, and he often exercised at first sight.

After Wen Ling read it, she still swallowed consciously.

233 felt bad when he saw it, and hurriedly reminded: You study hard, please, don't talk about business, I finally forgot about this, don't make me think about it, okay?

Oh. Wen Ling replied indifferently, a little regretful that 233 didn't want to hear her share her driving experience.

233 means the heart is very tired.

It misses its own panda essence host a little bit.

Let's start here. Knowing that Wen Ling's foundation was poor, Wen Heng didn't feel angry, and he didn't think he would dislike it.

He took out his high school textbook and began to tell Wen Ling.

At the same time, he asked Wen Ling to bring over the notes he gave.

A knowledge point is a knowledge point.

Since the foundation of Wenling is poor, then start from scratch and come one by one.

The foundation is good, only then can you accumulate experience by brushing questions.

Gao Yiqiang saw that Wen Heng had been assisting this elementary school scum from the first year of high school, and could not help but quietly touched a book of five-three.

Forget it, he should honestly brush five or three.

I really look at it, and when I can't say it, it's just a mouthful of dog food.

Still unpredictable.

Do you understand? Wen Heng was very patient, his voice distant and like a mountain wind blowing his face.

Every word has a natural flavor.

Hearing such a voice, Wen Ling always felt more and more open-minded.

It's like the way of mind that I comprehended in those years.

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