The Villain Husband is Online to Raise the Ginseng

After really getting in touch, 233 found that pure and ignorant ass.

This little ginseng essence has a deceiving face, and is more social than anyone else.

But who makes people's faces deceive people?

"Don't be busy, I sleep with you the same, don't pick." Wen Ling was behind him, and after visiting for a while, he spoke.

As a result, after saying a sentence, he saw Wen Heng, who was bending over to make sheets, and his body froze.

This sentence……

OK.

Wen Heng told himself to stop thinking about it, the little girl was still young, and now she was kicked out of the house again, she must not be in a good mood...

grass.

As a result, after thinking about it for a while, my whole body became hot.

He was used to being cold as ice and snow, but he finally couldn't control it. He turned around and shoved Wen Ling against the wall.

"Are you suggesting something to me?" Wen Heng lowered his voice, but he couldn't hide the fact that he was hoarse. When he spoke, his forehead directly touched Wen Ling's head.

When his eyes met, he saw blankness in the eyes of the little girl.

For a moment, Wen Heng felt like a beast again.

He had the mind of a hunter, but also the thought of a beast.

he……

He closed his eyes slightly, Wen Heng tried his best to restrain his sinister aura, and then slowly let go of Wen Ling.

Some stiff hands, slowly stretched out, gently rubbing Wen Ling's hair.

"Sorry, I scared you." Wen Heng didn't want to show such a dark side of himself to Wen Ling.

But sometimes, he couldn't control the devil in his heart.

Fortunately, rationality came online in time, and it didn't make him do anything more terrible.

"Wen Heng, do you like me?" As a result, Wen Ling, a little ginseng essence, was born with his own flirting skills.

Seeing that Wen Heng wanted to retreat, he tilted his head and asked in a clear voice.

Wen Heng was asked by a sentence, and he froze in place. The hand that was originally stretched out, at this time, seemed to be growing on Wen Ling's head, and he didn't dare to move.

The whole person is like a mechanical dance, rigid there.

And the tip of the ear, at a speed visible to the naked eye, is rapidly turning red.

It was so red that it was almost bleeding.

Wen Ling then quietly leaned over, and her slightly cool lips touched the tip of the red ear that seemed to be about to burn.

Then he bent over and got out of Wen Heng's arms, and the whole figure threw himself on the bed as if shy.

"I'm going to bed." The voice was directly pressed into the quilt, dull and a little joyful.

That joy, undisguised, like with lovely wings, flew out of the bed and flew to Wen Heng's heart.

When Wen Heng reacted, the whole person leaned directly on the wall behind him.

The body is rarely relaxed, and the whole person seems to be boneless, not like his usual, cold and hard as pine and cypress.

The corners of his lips unconsciously evoked a smile, like a soft marshmallow slowly melting on the tip of his heart, and every inch of the syrup was sweet to the bone.

Looking at Wen Ling, who was lying on the bed with his head buried in the quilt, and then watching his cute little jiojio still moving there.

Seeing that there is nowhere to put it, I feel a little uneasy and want to turn my head to look at myself, but I am afraid that I haven't walked away yet.

Wen Heng only felt that his heart melted in an instant.

He raised his hand and touched the tip of his ear, whose temperature did not come down, and Wen Heng closed his eyes slightly.

This is good, originally it was just a somersault.

Now I'm afraid that it's all my life, and I'm all planted in it.

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Thank you little angels