The Villain Husband is Online to Raise the Ginseng

The diced meat, which was wrapped in noodles and deep-fried, looked golden and full of appetite.

However, Wen Heng only lifted his eyelids.

I found that the little girl seemed to be eating cat food, just a small mouthful of rice for a long time.

"Isn't the rice delicious?" Wen Heng felt that the rice in the cafeteria was pretty good, at least soft and hard.

Just seeing that the little girl didn't want to eat, I couldn't help but ask.

After asking, I felt a little annoyed in my heart.

Even if it doesn't taste good, so what?

His own life is still difficult. Could it be that he can go to a high-end hotel to buy rice for such a little fool who is blindly flirting with him every day?

Hearing Wen Heng's question, adhering to the principle of not to deceive the benefactor, Wen Ling thought for a while, then nodded and said, "It's not fragrant enough, and the rice is not good, but this kind of white rice is just like that, compared to bi-japonica rice and rouge. The taste of rice is still much worse.”

Wen Heng: ? ? ?

Originally, it was because of her uncontrollable casual question, but the little girl answered her in a serious manner.

That look, that attitude, very serious.

If he hadn't known, Wen Ling's family background and embarrassing position at home, Wen Heng would have believed her evil.

You are not favored at home, or are you a daughter left by your ex, can you still eat japonica rice and rouge rice every day?

Don't you know that today's rouge rice has been fried for a thousand yuan per pound?

Wen Heng wanted to laugh, but his usual joy and anger were not visible.

Because of this, he was once scolded for following his murderer's father.

The son of a murderer, he must be a murderer in the future.

Thinking of this, Wen Heng felt a little bit of anger in his heart.

However, in just an instant, it was quietly pressed down again.

"There's only this kind of rice in the cafeteria, so just eat it." Wen Heng didn't know why, looking at the little girl's cute hair nest, all the anger slowly dissipated.

He didn't seem to be able to express his anger at her, even all his anger, because the cute little hair pit in front of him slowly disappeared.

Originally thinking of his father and the gossip, he would definitely feel extremely unhappy in his heart.

And this situation will affect him, even for a long time.

But when he remembered it just now, his heart was indeed full of anger, and he had a slight desire to be angry.

But now, those emotions, like candlelight, were blown away by the cool evening wind after they appeared.

It appears to be only briefly there.

Then, dissipate into nothingness.

"Well, I know." Wen Ling naturally knew that there was only this kind of white rice in the school cafeteria, so she didn't say much, and ate there obediently.

It was disgusting, but in order not to starve to death, he honestly didn't say any more.

He nodded obediently, and a soft voice came from below.

Wen Heng's hand holding the diced meat paused for a while, looking at the cute girl's hair pit, Wen Heng finally couldn't hold back, stretched out his hand, and touched Wen Ling's head in a virtual way.

He didn't touch the little girl's soft hair, he was afraid of scaring her.

The hand that was stretched out was withdrawn in an instant.

He turned a corner, entered the table, and took out his cell phone.

When Wen Heng turned around, he had already opened a certain treasure, and he didn't even see what he entered.

Rouge rice.

Bi-japonica rice.

High quality rice.

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