The Villain Husband is Online to Raise the Ginseng

  Chapter 10 The first love of the school grass 10

   Gao Yiqiang was so angry, but at night, he could not talk nonsense. At most, he could discuss the problem in a low voice, and it could not affect others.

  Otherwise, the teacher instructor and class teachers will directly teach you how to be a person.

   Gao Yiqiang was angry and dragged out a set of five-three.

  Hmph, you are all bad guys, only Wusan is my little baby.

Wen Ling doesn't understand Gao Yiqiang's brain circuit at all, and is still staring at Wen Heng.

  Wen Heng slowly dragged out his theory comprehensive paper again.

  Wen Ling handed the two math papers he had copied to Wen Heng: "I have finished copying this."

  Wen Heng didn't care, so he took it, and originally wanted to throw it directly into the bookshelf.

  As a result, he glanced at random and stiffened.

  This does not seem to be his paper.

  He has some small habits when he writes the papers. Sometimes he doesn’t need to use the calculation paper and just puts some small things on the questions.

  Some are just a stroke, there is no trace, but there will be a mark.

  But on the paper that I returned, there is no such thing.

  Other than that, the rest is undoubtedly his handwriting.

   "This is not my paper." Wen Heng quickly reacted, this should have been copied by Wen Ling.

   But what does this mean, imitating one's own words, can also be understood as this little fool wants to tease himself, deliberately learned.

  However, his class name is also written in it. What do you want to do?

   Tanuki for prince?

  The teacher doesn’t check the papers, and it doesn’t make sense to change them.

  "Isn't it yours?" Wen Ling really didn't pay attention to it. Because of copying and pasting, he didn't notice who the paper was.

  Now when I heard Wen Heng say this, I changed the paper again.

  Wen Heng originally wanted to endure not saying it, but after a long time, he finally couldn’t hold back: "Your class name copied mine."

  After saying this, Wen Heng felt that his ears were inexplicably hot, and some unexplainable emotions were flowing in his heart.

  When Wen Ling heard it, he was blinded.

  Class name?

  What is that?

  At this time, System 233 finally realized what was wrong.

   "No, the host, you have received the memory of the original owner, it should be able to recognize the characters. The original owner will learn the scum, and the characters can still be recognized." 233 At this time, I was a little excited, and originally planned to download some basic learning knowledge.

  It turned out that it seems to be useless.

  Wen Ling stiffened after hearing it, but within a few seconds he reacted: "Ah, her memory is packed by me. After all, she is not very positive, I am afraid that it will affect the benefactor."

  Is this directly packing and throwing away the memory of the original owner?

233 was so angry that he had to calmly reason with his new host: "Although, the original souls of the parasites we borrowed for the mission have already been sent to other worlds to be princesses, and to enjoy the blessings of being a queen. I'm gone, but the memory of the original owner is still the basis for fusion with this world. We can't just throw it away..."

  233 babbled, Wen Ling didn't bother to pay attention.

  When he first said that he would come to the Three Thousand Small Worlds to save people, Wen Ling once asked, he has come, what about the original person.

  In this regard, the main **** naturally has its own arrangements.

  Many of these people are not good people. The Lord God signed an agreement with them to let them go to other worlds and enjoy a better identity. The body of this world is directly given to the Lord God.

  At the beginning, I heard the spirit with my ears, and thought that if you are not a good person, what can you do? It’s enough if you can save the benefactor.

   But in the first world, I encountered a green tea bitch, Wen Ling only felt that his breathing was not smooth.

  (End of this chapter)