The Villain Husband is Online to Raise the Ginseng

Wen Heng only felt that his throat was a little itchy. If it weren't for his restraint, he would have been unable to control himself and wanted to get closer, right?

He sighed slightly in his heart, and finally put down the book in resignation, pulled Wen Ling's paper, and asked in a low voice, "Which one can't?"

"This." Wen Ling wanted to say that she wouldn't know anything, but she was afraid that she might get beaten up if she said it.

And the benefactor is probably very busy, so just ask yourself.

Seeing Wen Lingzhi's question, Wen Heng was silent for a while.

He actually wanted to ask, the teacher just finished talking about this question.

But as soon as he looked up, he saw the little girl staring at him, her mouth still moving, obviously still holding the piece of candy.

Wen Heng's brows involuntarily deepened a bit, and he gently swallowed the words that had already reached his lips.

"This question..." Wen Heng picked up the pen and started lecturing on Wen Ling.

"What does this formula mean?" As a result, Wen Ling couldn't even substitute the formulas she had learned in high school. She couldn't understand it when she talked about it at this time.

Wen Heng mentioned one, and she asked.

Wen Heng: ...!

It took six or seven minutes to talk about a topic, and the get out of class time was almost over. Wen Heng's mouth was dry, but unfortunately, Wen Ling still didn't understand it.

Wen Heng changed his posture, and after thinking about it, he said: "Your foundation may be poor, this question may be a little difficult now, so let me go home tonight and look for the notes from the first year of high school, I'll show it to you when the time comes."

"That's it." Wen Ling also knew that his foundation was poor, and of course the original owner was not much better.

Knowing that the benefactor did not despise him, Wen Ling was quite happy.

"Thank you, Wen Heng." After reacting, the little ginseng essence squinted and smiled.

This smile is sweet and soft, especially with such a voice.

Wen Heng felt that the apex of his heart suddenly became restless, the kind that he couldn't control.

"You're welcome."

The little girl had already turned around, because her hair was not tied up and was still very long, so when she turned around, her hair swayed, and there were a few strands of hair that were not very obedient. Fingers flicked.

That gaze, quietly followed the strands of blue silk, slowly passed.

In the end, it turned into a beam of light and slowly disappeared into the body of the little girl in front.

Wen Heng's reading efficiency dropped suddenly.

But before he could be upset, the bell rang for the class.

If he was doing paperwork, he could no longer meditate.

I can only continue to read the book in my hand, and from time to time I have to listen to the papers taught by the math teacher in front of me.

But more often, the eyes will fall on the little girl in front.

The little girl sat with a stiff back, like a primary school student, and almost had her hands behind her back.

The little head is raised from time to time and lowered from time to time.

I don't know if I understand it or not, but it's true that this little head keeps moving.

So much so that Wen Heng had withdrawn his gaze, and the little girl's cute little head was swaying in front of him.

It was like a stone was thrown into the lake waves, creating a circle of ripples.

Wen Heng knew that going here would be irreversible, but he was still willing to go and didn't want to look back.

Thank you little angels for your rewards and tickets

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