The Villain Husband is Online to Raise the Ginseng

  Chapter 39 First Love in the School Grass 39

  At this time, Wen Heng was extremely grateful that he took the initiative to send the little girl home.

  Otherwise, there are so many boys and men in this car, how can they be safe?

  In case anyone gets wrong again, isn't the little girl going to suffer?

  His little girl, like a stupid idiot, was bullied, and it is estimated that she can only cry.

  Looking at these people, after Wen Heng strengthened himself, he still wanted to send Wen Ling home.

  Wen Ling didn't think too much. At this point in time, the people in the car weren't so exaggerated, and there were still seats.

  Wen Heng pulled Wen Ling and sat in the two positions at the back, all of whom were chirping around were students from his school.

  Everyone looked at these two people quietly, and then quickly shared the news in their hands.

  Really together! !

  Everyone can't believe it anymore, but there are pictures and the truth, and there are always fatal ones. I dare to quietly take photos for everyone to take a look.

  This section of the road is not particularly long, it takes more than 20 minutes to reach Wen Ling's house.

  After getting off the bus, the two people still need to walk for a while and enter the community. This is the real arrival of Wen Ling's house.

  Compared to Wen Yu and the others returning by car, Wen Ling's speed is much slower.

   "The first and second floors are over and over, that's my house. Go back soon." Wen Ling pointed to a house to show Wen Heng, and then softly spoke.

  The little girl under the moonlight, with clear eyes, raised her head proudly when she spoke, as if she was showing off: Look, that’s my home.

  In fact, the thought in the little ginseng is: You see, there are a group of stupid Xs living in that room.

  233 said, it’s late, I should sleep, and I don’t want to ask the world anymore.

  You can watch yourself toss, as long as the villain does not turn black, I can stay silent.

   "Well, I know, I watched you enter the house before leaving." Wen Heng felt relieved that the little girl had to walk by herself on this kind of road, so he looked at the people with the lights over there and spoke slowly.

  The young man has passed the period of changing his voice. Today's voice seems to be a bright moon and breeze, and it is also like a green pine and snow cypress. Everywhere is stained with the breath of nature.

  Wen Ling, like this kind of breath the most.

  Just listening to one ear, I feel that the apex of my heart is slightly hot.

   "My benefactor's voice is so nice." Wen Ling said to 233 in his consciousness, with a little pride in his tone.

  233 means that the heart is very tired. At night, can you let it rest peacefully, knowing that you are the benefactor’s little licking dog, so don’t say it’s done?

  "It’s much better than your voice." However, Wen Ling still has nothing to do with it. After finishing speaking, he even dissed 233 by the way.

   can make 233 angry enough, and jumped up again in the middle of the night and said: "My voice is the latest AI smart sound, 100% nice, absolutely nice, super nice."

  233 The leaves were shaking with anger.

  As a result, Wen Ling just smiled and said: "Oh."

  233 was so angry that it wanted to vomit blood, but it was just a system and couldn’t vomit it out. The code was messed up, and it needed to be adjusted slowly.

   "Then I'm going back." Seeing Wen Heng insisted, although Wen Ling felt sorry for his benefactor, but after thinking about it, if he doesn't leave, it is estimated that Wen Hengneng will be here forever.

  Furthermore, the benefactor is a man, and he is tall and strong, so he shouldn’t be robbed by any female bandits, right?

"Well, see you tomorrow." Hearing Ling Ying, the little girl's voice was mixed in the night breeze and floated into his ears. Wen Heng felt that the tips of his ears were a little hot, and turned his side slightly to let the heat follow the wind. Floating together, while speaking softly.

  (End of this chapter)