The Villain Husband is Online to Raise the Ginseng

Chapter 20: School Grass First Love 20

  Chapter 20 The first love of the school grass 20

   "Wow, the new classmate is so beautiful."

   "Her skin is so white."

   "Her shoes belong to family B. I have seen them. They are expensive..."

  ...

  After seeing the people, the students talked in a low voice.

  And after Mr. Zhu, Song Xinqi took the initiative to stand up, and her voice was soft and cute: "Hello everyone, my name is Song Xinqi, I will be classmates with you in the future, please take care of me."

  After finishing speaking, he bowed to everyone.

  As for where the new classmates sit...

  Teacher Zhu glanced at the position in the class, then pointed to the empty seat behind Wen Heng and said: "Song Xinqi, you sit there first, and if you make adjustments later, talk about it."

  After all, I just came here, and I still don’t know the situation. I can’t ask other students to let Song Xinqi get the place.

  Regardless of whether learning is good or bad, if you do this, the rules will be broken.

  The position that Ms. Zhu pointed to was a separate seat behind Wen Heng.

  Originally there were two positions in one row, but the school tyrant Chi Tien didn't like to sit with people, so he dragged the table and chairs to the last row and sat down by himself.

  The table and chairs at the same table before are empty.

  Now Song Xinqi is here, just right.

  I have to say, it’s all plot arrangements.

  The hostess, it’s locked.

  As for whether it is sweet or not, Wen Ling can't control it.

  Not only can't control, but also can't see.

because…

  Wen Ling overslept.

It was 7:30 when    got up.

  Hurrying up after washing up, and not having breakfast, he entered the classroom.

  When she came, there were two minutes to go to class.

  In the class, it looks like she’s stepped on it, and there are also, most of them are members of the scum team.

  The first class is a math class, and the math teacher is already waiting at the door with the lesson plan.

  Wen Ling went in with a thick face, and everyone got used to it.

  Chi Jiang hasn’t come at this time. People often don’t come to class. Even so, under Song Xinqi’s guidance, he can still be admitted to university.

  You said God is not magical?

  I didn’t think so much about the small ginseng essence, because the hair rope was broken and the hair was just combed, not tied.

  The wind in Hwaseong City is strong, and the wind blows this way, and there is no shape.

   sat down, Wen Ling only held his hands together, and honestly took out the math paper...

   took it out and found out that Wen Heng's paper was still with him.

   quietly handed over the paper, watching Wen Heng just raised his head and glanced at himself, Wen Ling smiled obediently.

  Wen Heng had no expression on this, he just glanced faintly, and then collected his papers.

But Wen Ling retracted his gaze, and after turning around, he whispered to 233 quietly: "I suddenly found out that my benefactor is so handsome. The lighting yesterday was not good. I didn't see it clearly. I looked so beautiful today. I want to negotiate business with my benefactor."

  "Talking about business?" 233 almost lost his joy when he heard it.

  It was the first time I heard that it was in a relationship with a handsome person and a business talk.

  So, I asked a little surprised.

As Wen Ling unfolded the math papers, she said in her soft voice: "That's the kind of business that can only be negotiated when two people take off their pants. You know, that's hundreds of millions of dollars. Big business."

  233:? ? ?

  Am I special? ? ?

  I'm talking to you well, did you drive me to make me porn?

  233 The entire system is garbled.

  One is because of Wen Ling’s voice, and the other is because of the content of the words.

  Thank you little angels for your rewards and tickets

  Refill

  (End of this chapter)

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like