The Villain Husband is Online to Raise the Ginseng

  Chapter 11 The first love of the school grass 11

  But don’t remember the original owner, it’s really hard for me to be in this world.

  After all, I really can’t read ginseng essence.

  Thinking of this, Wen Ling sighed pretendingly: It is difficult to participate in essence.

  233:? ? ?

  Ma Da.

  If it is difficult for you to participate in Jingjing, then it is even harder for me.

  It's too difficult for me!

   "Oh." When Wen Ling dealt with 233, he did not forget to keep up with Wen Heng's rhythm.

   Honestly changed the paper back, got his own paper, and changed the class name to his own.

  Wen Ling two characters, little ginseng Jing can still write.

  After all, my own name.

  Except for these two characters, the rest of the characters are written quite mechanically.

  The original main characters were so-so, Wen Ling was a bit disgusted, and prepared to practice hard by himself.

   "Let's have a copybook." Wen Ling felt that copying homework was so boring. He suddenly thought about it and wanted to practice handwriting.

  "Why, let's improve our grades and practice calligraphy again?" 233, like an old mother, broke her heart.

   "I don't." Little Ginseng Jing is impossible to admit defeat.

  233 sent out an electronic copybook with a look of love.

  This copybook is invisible to others, but Wen Ling can.

  After practicing the handwriting for a class, Wen Ling even sighed after finding that his handwriting was a lot better: "Hey, don't say it, I am quite gifted for learning."

  233: …!

  Forget it, I don’t talk to fairies.

  After the first night of self-study, Liu Xinhan took Wen Ling's hand and said, "Go to the toilet?"

   "Okay." Little Ginseng Jing is quite new to this kind of human experience.

   Liu Xinhan is another kind-hearted human kid, Wen Ling did not refuse, and went out with her.

  Wen Heng sat in his seat, staring deeply at the English textbook in front of him, and the little fool’s voice echoed in his ears: "Okay."

  It's soft and waxy, it's very different from the previous pinching voice with a little whistling voice.

  So, this is the real face of the little girl. Before that, it was all jokes.

  Wen Heng naturally knows that there are many small groups in the school, and they like to hang around together when they have nothing to do. It is normal to make a bet, make an appointment, and so on.

  Wen Heng suspected that the little idiot came to tease himself before, saying that it was not good that their small group was playing around.

  Wen Heng did not pay attention to these people in the past, he only focused on learning.

  So, I don’t know if there is such a small group around Wen Ling.

   Now guessing, it may be so, a little irritable in her heart, but she soon suppressed it again.

  He put his hand on the table for a while, and as expected he took out six or seven envelopes, either pink or light blue.

  I didn’t take a second look at all. I took these things and threw them into the trash can at the corner of the front door.

  After throwing it back, he took out his phone and took a look.

  The money for the small software I did before has now been credited.

  The real sense of money in the account made Wen Heng a little relieved.

   Put away the phone, drag the English book out and read it.

  Wen Ling on the other side, he ran into someone on the way back...

  Wen Yu.

  The half-sister of the original owner, Wen Yu’s mother was a junior at the time.

  When the original owner’s mother gave birth to the original owner, the original owner’s father was entangled with the little third Guo Yulian, and was pregnant and gave birth to Wen Yu.

  Because of this, the original owner’s mother was directly angry, but she dragged her body for more than three years before she could not hold her back and left.

  As soon as the mother of the original master left for the first seven months, Guo Yulian had already led Wen Yu to the door.

  These things were still asked by the original owner from some old neighbors.

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  (End of this chapter)