It's just that before 233 sighed, when the ginseng routine was deep, he heard Wen Ling tilt his head and say softly: "And who said that I don't beat people, soon, you can start beating people." ”

233：？？？

It always feels like something bad is going to happen.

At noon, Wen Heng walked at the end, obviously waiting for this action Wen Tun's ginseng essence to go to eat together.

"The exam is coming up in a few days, Wen Heng." Wen Ling tied her hair as she walked.

Sun Hong gave Wen Ling several beautiful hair ropes today, and Wen Ling was tying her hair at this time.

Wen Heng looked at the clumsy appearance of the little ginseng essence, and couldn't help but hook his lips.

His face is always cold, but now he shows a little smile, and it is very sultry.

A girl passed by him, looking at Wen Heng like this, he almost couldn't breathe, and his heartbeat almost stopped directly.

This, this, this...... It's too sued.

And Wen Heng is far more than that.

Seeing that Wen Ling was playing with his long hair, Wen Heng's slender fingers gently stretched out and inserted between Wen Ling's black hair.

When black and white were exchanged, Wen Heng's breathing tightened.

I always feel that such a black and white contrast is particularly attractive.

Fortunately, it was at the door of the teaching building at this time, and it was sunny and daylight, so he had to control it, don't go too far.

"I'll come." Seeing that Wen Ling had been tinkering for a long time, and before he had gotten his hair, Wen Heng took the initiative to speak.

In the quiet voice, there is a slight hoarseness, which is not unpleasant, but reveals a bit of desire.

After listening, the two girls next to them glanced at each other, and then let out a groundhog-like scream in their hearts.

[Ahhhh 】

[It's going to be a hell, it's going to be a hell, it's going to be a ......]

……

Wen Ling naturally didn't know that Wen Heng was standing behind him at this time, and he had already taken over the hair that had been messed up by her.

Wen Ling obediently withdrew her hand and stood there still, letting Wen Heng fiddle with her hair.

The slender and powerful fingers rubbed over his scalp little by little, and from time to time a little spark swept by.

Wen Ling felt that his neck was a little itchy, and he shook his little head.

Wen Heng's breath was suffocated again.

After a few moments, it slowly returned to clarity.

"Don't move." The slightly hoarse voice, revealing endless lust, Wen Heng tried his best to look as normal as possible.

But the movements of the hands are slower.

Some unspeakable embarrassments take time to slowly clear up and press down.

With the little girl in front of him, helping him to cover himself, Wen Heng's movements were slow.

Wen Ling was not in a hurry, and even started a dyeing workshop with 233 in his consciousness: "Hmph, this voice, as soon as I hear it, I want to talk about business." ”

Today, 233, who finally didn't think of this stubble, heard the word "talk about business", and the whole system was not very good.

"So, can you stop talking about business, can you stop opening a dyeing shop? We are civilized people. "233 thinks that the panda is still good to bring and eat, and people will complete the task with ease.

It's like this ginseng essence.

Every day, I either cut my thighs or made them yellow.

Who can stand this?

"Okay, too." Hearing the sound of it collapsing like this, Wen Ling thought about it and reluctantly responded.

Before 233 could breathe down, he heard Wen Ling muttering in a low voice, "What about that milk strawberry?" That's the kind of farming method that grows strawberries and needs to be watered with milk, you ...... Do you want to find out? ”