The Villain Husband is Online to Raise the Ginseng

Wen Heng took a lot of things along the way.

Wen Ling followed him all the way, and at the same time counted the money silently in his heart.

After thinking about it, the little ginseng essence wanted to straighten her hair, because she found that she couldn't count them, so she needed to count the beards.

Fortunately, Wen Heng went to checkout with something, otherwise, I was afraid to see how the girl's long hair stood up on the spot.

And the roots are standing upright, and that scene is estimated to be a spiritual scene.

"I'll come, I'll come." Wen Ling took a look, Wen Heng took out the meal card and hurriedly stepped forward.

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

Wen Heng didn't like to laugh, after all, it was a cold school grass.

But at this moment, the slight smile is still the smile of the benefactor...

The little ginseng essence thinks that the benefactor looks so good when he smiles, the kind that can directly dazzle her eyes.

Then, Wen Ling forgot to pay.

It wasn't until she left the canteen that Wen Ling realized it, patted her head in annoyance, and whispered, "I'll give you the money."

I just spent more than fifty and bought a bag of snacks.

The cash in Wen Ling's hand was only more than 30 yuan, which was not enough to repay.

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

After Wen Ling finished speaking, she reacted and hurriedly said in a low voice, "Well, I don't have enough cash, I'll transfer it to you via WeChat."

Wen Heng's heart moved when he heard it.

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

Knowing that Wen Ling's life at home is probably not going to be easy, Wen Heng didn't even think about asking for her money.

I just didn't want the little girl to be sad, so I pulled people over to buy something to eat.

Originally, he didn't want the money.

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

Hmm, a good idea.

Wechat can be transferred, but if I don’t accept it, you can’t do anything about it.

"Yeah." Thinking of this, Wen Heng replied 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 spirit. He doesn't know that human beings have deep routines, and they specialize in little ginseng.

He obediently took out the original owner's tattered mobile phone, scanned Wen Heng's QR code, added his friend's first time, and transferred 60 yuan.

To give candy to the benefactor, to make the benefactor feel warm.

Although it only cost more than fifty, I didn't remember the fraction, so I gave sixty directly.

Wen Ling remembered that 233 had said that the conditions in Wen Heng's family were not good. Now he is working part-time and studying, trying to make money to study.

The money he spent on himself, if not, is his living expenses for a week.

Little ginseng essence can not dare.

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

Wen Heng just glanced at it lightly, and after seeing the big sixty, he sneered in his heart.

So, what a fool.

This kind of loss-making business is not worth it.

Fortunately, he will not accept.

After sending Wen Ling downstairs to the bedroom, Wen Heng handed the bag to Wen Ling.

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

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

After turning it around, he quickly turned it around and said, "I bought it for you. I can't copy your papers for nothing."

I can't read a few characters, but my memory is good.

233 carried his bamboo leaves and didn't want to talk.

On the other hand, Wen Heng tightened his brows and his face turned cold: "I don't like snacks."

After he finished speaking, he handed it to Wen Ling's arms.