The Villain Husband is Online to Raise the Ginseng

  Chapter 17 The first love of the school grass 17

  Wen Heng took a lot of things along the way.

  Wen Ling followed all the way, while silently counting the money in her heart.

  After calculating, the little ginseng essence wants to straighten his hair straight, because he found that he couldn’t count, and he needed to count the beards.

  Fortunately, Wen Heng carried his things to check out. Otherwise, I was afraid to see how the girl’s long hair was erected on the spot.

   And the roots are in the sky, that scene is probably a spiritual scene.

  "I'll come, I'll come." Wen Ling took a look, Wen Heng took out his meal card, and took a step forward.

  As a result, Wen Heng smiled and said, "No."

  Wen Heng doesn't like to laugh, after all, it's a cool school grass.

  But now I smile slightly, it’s the smile of my benefactor...

  Little Ginseng Jing thinks the benefactor looks so good when she smiles, the kind that can directly dazzle her eyes.

   Then, Wen Ling forgot to pay.

  Wen Ling reacted until he left the canteen, patted his head annoyedly, and whispered, "I will give you the money."

  Spent more than fifty a moment ago and bought a bag of snacks.

  The cash in Wen Ling's hand is more than 30 yuan, which is not enough to pay back.

  If you want to repay the money, you also need to transfer via WeChat.

  After Wen Ling finished speaking, he reacted and hurriedly said in a low voice, “Well, I don’t have enough cash. Let’s transfer it to you on WeChat.”

  Wen Heng listened, and his heart moved.

  He has heard about the matter between Wen Ling and Wen Yu.

  Knowing that Wen Ling's life at home might not be easy now, Wen Heng had never thought of asking her for money.

  I just don’t want the little girl to be sad, so I pulled people over and bought something to eat.

  Originally this money, he didn't want it.

  But after thinking about it, you can add WeChat, add friends...

  Well, that’s a good idea.

  You can transfer money to WeChat. I don’t accept it, so you can’t help it.

   "Hmm." Thinking of this, Wen Heng responded in a low voice, then took out his mobile phone and opened his QR code.

  At this time, the little ginseng essence is still a simple-minded little essence. I don’t know that human beings have deep routines and specialize in small ginseng.

   obediently took out the original owner’s broken mobile phone, scanned Wen Heng’s QR code, and added 60 yuan as soon as his friend was added.

  To give sweets to the benefactor, and to make the benefactor feel warm.

  Although it only took more than fifty, but I didn’t remember the fraction, so I gave it to sixty.

  Wen Ling remembers, 233 said that the conditions in Wen Heng's family are not good, and now he is studying part-time, trying to make money by studying.

  The money he spent, if it is not good, it is his weekly living expenses.

  Small Ginseng Essence, I don’t dare to ask for it.

   didn't want it either, she was afraid that her benefactor would starve.

  Wen Heng glanced lightly, and after seeing the big sixty, he whispered in his heart.

  So, what a fool.

  This kind of loss-making business is undesirable.

  Fortunately, he will not accept it either.

  Sent Wen Ling to the dormitory downstairs, and then Wen Heng handed the bag to Wen Ling.

   "Take it back and eat it." Wen Ling originally thought that these were bought for Wen Heng, but now it has fallen into his own hands.

   "No, e..." Wen Ling was so excited that he almost didn't call his benefactor directly.

  After turning around, he hurriedly turned back and said: "This is for you. I can't copy your papers for nothing."

  I don’t know a few big characters, but my memory is still good.

  233 holding his bamboo leaves, not wanting to talk.

  Wen Heng tightened his eyebrows, his face became a little cold: "I don't like snacks."

  After speaking, he passed it straight into Wen Ling's arms.

  (End of this chapter)