The Villain Husband is Online to Raise the Ginseng

Hearing Wen Ling's ridicule like this, Cong Jin relaxed himself as much as possible.

But this kind of thing, for Cong Jin, it was the first time for a big girl to get on the sedan chair.

How could he relax.

Wen Ling took off his clothes almost stiffly.

And then the little girl herself...

In fact, the light here is not very good, only a candle is lit far away, which can be regarded as barely illuminating them.

But sometimes, the hazy artistic conception also has an unexpected beauty.

Perhaps, if you can't see clearly, it will be more fascinating.

When the water was floating down, Cong Jin felt that a familiar scene seemed to appear in front of his eyes.

It was not long ago that they ran into a small team with the intention of robbing them.

As a result, the team that was beaten away by them had a man with a wood supernatural ability.

The opponent's wood-type ability is amazing, and he can manipulate countless vines to serve him.

Cong Jin felt that at this moment, he and Wen Ling were like two vines.

They are intertwined, and after touching them, they shrink back shyly and quietly. After a long time, they tentatively step out of their tentacles, and slowly touch the soft light that makes their hearts throb.

The rattan is very soft and can change into countless shapes.

However, at this time Cong Jin felt that he and Wen Ling would probably only conjure up the shape of love.

Careful hearts are everywhere, especially the two vines bathed in the water, slowly separating and merging together again.

Touch and retract, separate and remelt.

Originally, it was just touching the small tentacles lightly, and then slowly shrinking away.

But when they bumped into each other, it seemed that they encountered some kind of different spark, and the two vines narrowed the distance between each other.

When the flowers and leaves touch, there is a rustling sound, as well as an indescribable tenderness.

sieve!

With a touch, Huaye shrinks back shyly.

rustle.

With two touches, the flowers and leaves quietly gathered together again.

The flower branches spread out and the leaves trembled, as if they were suddenly moistened by rain and warmed by the sun, slowly showing their own smile.

rustle rustle.

There were a few more sounds, together with the sound of water, slowly dripping onto the ground, sinking into the ground bit by bit, silently.

The rattan seems to have never been there, but it leaves a delicate fragrance, which is endless aftertaste.

"Cong Jin." When the flowers and leaves disappeared, Wen Ling called coquettishly.

Her voice was soft and slightly hoarse.

And this voice, before, used to make people's hearts beat like flowers and leaves, and people couldn't help it.

Cong Jin never expected that what he thought was taking a bath together was really more than just taking a bath.

The little ginseng spirit has been eyeing him for so long, how could she just let him go after taking a bath?

So, keep up with the follow-up.

That's right, the conditions are really not that good, but it's also extremely exciting.

While imagining, if there are zombies outside, they will run or something, but at the same time, the joy seeping into their bones makes them forget everything.

At this moment the little girl was clinging to him, Cong Jin took a deep breath, hugged the little girl up, and said in a soft voice almost dripping: "I'm here."

always there.

Cong Jin actually has no experience in this kind of thing.

All he could think of was that from now on, he would be more kind to the little girl.

This is the only way to live up to the little girl and entrust everything to his heart.

He must guard this sincerity with all his heart.

Otherwise, how can I be worthy of the little girl's sincerity?

"Hey, sleep well when you're tired, I'm always here." Cong Jinsheng was afraid that Wen Ling would be tired, so at this time, he softly persuaded him.