Xie Ziqing, who was hot at this temperature, almost softened his legs.

As a result, the fluffy little girl wrapped her hands around his neck and put her hands on him very well-behaved.

"Are you called Xie Ziqing? I've heard of you. Wen Ling was like an unsuspecting little girl, and at this time, she also talked to Xie Ziqing.

Xie Ziqing felt that he couldn't speak, because his body was hot and his throat was hoarse.

He is not a forbearant gentleman, but the most normal hot-blooded young man.

Xiao Zhiqing's body slammed up, and he already had a thought.

Originally, he wasn't like that.

It's just a little girl, it's too sultry.

He simply couldn't resist such enthusiasm.

"Hmm." But he didn't make a sound, and he was afraid that the little girl would be angry and make something more.

Therefore, after Xie Ziqing thought about it, he still responded.

It was a shallow sound, but it was already low and hoarse.

The little ginseng essence has gone through two worlds, and it is not an illiterate ginseng who doesn't understand anything.

Regarding Xie Ziqing's voice, Wen Ling said to 233 happily: "Hey, planting strawberries is just around the corner, you see, my benefactor must have reached the first step in his heart." ”

233：……

So, can we save the villain seriously?

It's okay to take the first step, grow strawberries or something, so can you let me watch the film in the inventory first?

"I'm hungry, I've been sick and haven't eaten for a day." As a result, halfway through, when Xie Ziqing wanted to turn around to Zhiqing Point, he heard the little girl say softly again.

The fragrant smell gently sprayed in my ears.

Xie Ziqing felt that his body was stiff again, and bursts of sparks appeared in his heart, and this spark spread into his body little by little, burning him very hard.

"Do you know how to cook? Is it good to cook? The cooking I cooked was not delicious at all, and I didn't want to eat it after cooking it myself. Wen Ling was there again, and she was soft and coquettish.

Xie Ziqing didn't even know what he was thinking.

When the rations are so tight, especially in the spring, the new grain does not come down, and it is all supported by the old grain.

He actually carried Wen Ling back to the house, put her on the only good bench in the house, and then turned around and went to cook her a bowl of porridge.

He used white rice that he was reluctant to eat, not only that, for fear that the rice would be tasteless, he deliberately cut two finger-wide salted meat and put it in, and the salted meat was washed over and over again in clean water, and the taste was diluted, so he dared to put it in.

Soak a small handful of dried vegetables and put them together in the porridge.

Although he ate a lot at noon, he also did a lot of work in the afternoon, and he was hungry at this time.

In addition, it is rare to cook white rice, and Xie Ziqing himself wants to eat it.

So, ruthlessly, I cooked more than half a bowl.

The porridge comes out of the pot, and the porridge cooked out is full of two large bowls, and after putting the bacon and dried vegetables, a little salt is sprinkled, which is very delicious.

Wen Ling sat on the bench, shaking his little thin legs, and eating with a big bowl in his arms.

"Xie Ziqing, you haven't asked the team leader for leave yet, will you be deducted from your work?" Wen Ling asked a question as he drank.

After hearing this, Xie Ziqing was stunned for a moment.

I was hot-headed at the time, but I forgot about it.

"I'll go." didn't care about drinking porridge, put down the bowl, Xie Ziqing strode out.

didn't defend Wen Ling, and didn't even lock his inner room, so he went out.