233 was ready to flee for his life.

When it sensed the danger, it was ready to leave this world at any time.

Especially looking at Rong Zixian, he put his hand on Wen Ling's head with a cold face.

At that moment, 233 felt full of killing intent.

Fortunately, Rong Zixian's hand finally declined.

Otherwise, 233 is estimated to be scared out of the psychological shadow again.

It's quite sad to think about it as a task.

When hosts this kind of thing, it has to quietly shield itself.

When the host is in danger, it has to risk watching the scene of an action movie, quietly find out again, and then prepare to flee for its life.

And its heartless host, sleeping like a piglet, whirring and whirring......

The more 233 thought about it, the more angry he became, and finally he couldn't hold back, and scolded a few words.

It's a pity that I smell the fragrance of sleeping.

Maybe I'm tired, but I'm comfortable sleeping anyway, so where do I still have the heart to care about 233.

Anyway, by the benefactor's side, it's really what's going on, and the benefactor won't ignore himself.

So, Wen Ling wasn't worried at all.

At that moment, when Rong Zixian wanted to start, Wen Ling was sober, and he probably wouldn't be afraid, and he would even look forward to that kind of picture.

I was left by my side for the rest of my life, and when I needed it, I wanted a piece of paper to replace it......

233 can imagine that the one that smells the spirit is either expectant or regretful.

Love brain little ginseng essence, I bah.

233 cursed for a while, and then quietly shielded himself to organize the database.

No way, it can't go anymore.

Seeing that the sky was about to dawn, Rong Zixian actually started to take the moon away again, so that the young leaves in the plantation slowly slapped the stems.

It's a long life, and it's all going to have a needle's eye.

Slipped away.

Wen Ling was half asleep and half awake, and felt the enthusiastic call of the stem in the plantation.

It was too cold at night, so the stems also carried a slight coldness.

But the young leaves were hot, rustling against the stems, slowly spreading their heat to the other party.

The moon, who was already preparing to get off work, seemed to be stimulated by this scene, and slipped behind the dark clouds early, ready to skip work early.

And the sun in the east, beating hard, seems to be ready to jump out of the sea level, and then slowly rise, bringing the light of a new day.

In this faintly bright sea and sky, the young leaves and stems of the plantation are busy.

"Say, you'll never leave me." Rong Zixian bit Wen Ling heavily, and then asked viciously.

The hoarse voice, accompanied by the gentle beating of young leaves, made this part of the plantation no longer tranquil and become vivid.

Wen Ling was still confused at this time, listening to the voice of his benefactor, he subconsciously replied: "Well, never, I want to stay by your side all the time." ”

These are the words of Wen Ling's heart.

What I didn't dare to hope for in the past has now become a reality, and Wen Ling still cherishes it.

No matter if you return to the real world, there will be an intersection between yourself and your benefactor, and whether there will be cause and effect.

At least, they have had it in these small worlds, at least, she has talked with the fragments of her benefactor one after another, or vigorous, or warm and soft love.

That's enough.

They once had each other, even if they got lost in the process, but Wen Ling believed that in the end, they would meet again.

(End of chapter)