Wen Ling has been looking at the medicine field recently, and he is on duty at night.

It was too much last night, and it was still watched by 233 remote monitoring.

Otherwise, Wen Ling, a little love brain, doesn't think about anything when talking about business, where can he take care of the medicine field?

As for Rong Zixian?

He was even less likely to care, and at that time, where did he have the heart to think about anything else?

Because they were all night shifts, they didn't have much to do during the day.

Like them, they still need to sleep to replenish their physical strength and energy.

Of course, Rong Zixian doesn't need to.

But Wen Ling needs it, at least on the surface.

In addition, it is too physically exhausting to talk about business, so now Wen Ling urgently needs to rest.

"Zixian, are you going to come with me?" Wen Ling saw that Rong Zixian followed him all the way into the room, turned his head, and asked in a low voice.

Qing Lingling's voice made Rong Zixian's darkening eyes slowly spread out a lot, and they were replaced by Qingming little by little.

It's just that after entering the room, looking at Wen Ling's small bed, Rong Zixian's eyebrows, which were already clear, slowly gathered a thick dark color at this time.

Wen Ling knew at a glance that this was a small look before talking about business.

"Hmm." At this time, Rong Zixian was really thinking a lot.

As for the daylight, what should I do if I am heard by someone else or what happens?

Rong Zixian wouldn't think about these at all.

And he's not a person who is willing or needs to think about others.

To put it bluntly, he is even self-loathing, is it possible to expect him to be good to others?

It can't be said that he is selfish, too world-weary in his bones, and looks like "you don't seem to want to live" when he looks at everyone.

This "you" also includes Rong Zixian himself.

Therefore, he didn't think about it at all, in broad daylight, when he entered Wen Ling's room, would he ruin the little girl's reputation, and whether he would let Wen Ling be gossiped about or something.

Wen Ling didn't care even more, the little elf would never think about it.

Have fun in time, because you never know which will come first, tomorrow or the unexpected.

I think that at the beginning, if it wasn't for her benefactor, she would have been dug up to drink soup.

Therefore, the happiness that can be had now should be cherished.

But before that, Wen Ling needs to do one thing first.

From his arms, he took out the paper crane given by Senior Brother Jincheng before, and the registration needs to be submitted to him, and he counts the list, which is also convenient for the management of this trip.

Although he is not the senior brother who leads the team, at least, he needs to take these rookies from Danfeng.

As soon as the paper crane was taken out, Rong Zixian's face turned black directly.

"Someone else's breath." Rongzi's envious eyes stared at the paper crane, and he always felt that in the next second, the paper crane would directly turn into a cloud of ashes.

Wen Ling was startled by Rong Zixian's sudden voice and breath.

Reacting, this is indirect jealousy, Wen Ling can't explain softly: "This is a messenger tool given by Senior Brother Jincheng, and I can't spread the sound for thousands of miles, and I can't enter the inner door casually, so he asked me to use this to send him a message, talking about the list of people who will go out to practice tomorrow." ”

The little girl's voice was like a cloud floating in the sky, soft and comfortable, and like a warm breeze blowing on the face, warm and soft.

Rong Zien's dark eyes and heart, because of Wen Ling's explanation, recovered little by little.

It's just that the complexion is still a little dark, and it doesn't look very good.

(End of chapter)