Chapter 53： School Grass First Love 53

Chapter 53 The first love of the school grass 53

"Look at the road, and play again when you go to school." Wen Heng watched the little girl keep her head down, not looking at the road.

Busily stretched out her hand, brought the little girl over, and gave a voice reminder at the same time.

Qing Lingling’s voice sounded no different from the past.

But when the two girls walking behind listened to it, they could hear the spoiling meaning inside.

【Exquisite dog food, are you scared? 】

【My God, this is too special, 嘤嘤嘤, another day of tears for the love of the gods! 】

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A few girls blew up messages in various small groups on their WeChat in the morning.

In fact, there was a wave of bombing yesterday, and it started to bomb again today.

After all, it’s the dog food of the school grass Wen Heng ah ah ah...

How many girls can't sleep because of the stimulation, but after hearing that it is Wen Ling, they have to be convinced.

People Wenling has legs and faces, what do they have?

"Yeah." Wen Ling cleverly responded, but the movement on his hand did not stop.

It seems to be saying: Okay, I know I was wrong, but I will dare next time.

Wen Heng was a little helpless, and he was reluctant to blame the little girl.

Furthermore, he also knows why the little girl is so busy all morning.

After all, he didn't like that family.

What the **** is it.

couldn't persuade, so I had to pay more attention to it. From time to time, I had to pull Wen Ling over, for fear that she would step on a small stone or turn into a small ditch.

This road is not long, but I met a lot of classmates and sprinkled more dog food.

After entering the classroom, Wen Ling advanced to her position. Liu Xinhan's eyes were bulingbuling when she looked at her all morning, like diamonds, that would sparkle.

She really wants to share the first scene of gossip.

But since Wen Ling came over, he has been tinkering with his mobile phone, and has never looked up at Wen Heng.

Let Wen Heng take out her textbook, put it on the table, and hang the bag on the chair.

So, this is unrequited love?

Liu Xinhan put a big question mark, and talked about it in his own group.

【The dog food is a bit fake, it seems to be the unilateral dog food of the school grass, and I didn't feel Lingling's response. 】

Wen Ling did not feel the strange attention or look in the eyes of the same table. At this moment, he is talking about the key points with the person in charge of "Let Love Go Home".

This kind of family conflict is the favorite of the other party’s program group.

There are a lot of fine ginseng friends, so I don’t know how many people can compile scripts.

"Don't look at me illiterate, but it's amazing to make up stories." Wen Ling was quite proud to show off to 233 at this time.

233 said that he hadn't looked at it anymore, and the bamboo leaves had been shrunk to one place.

In the story compiled by Wen Ling, the story of the scumbag father and stepmother’s family was told, allowing everyone to pick up the knife on the spot and chop them off.

Although it is a real process, there is not much difference.

But at least others don’t look like this.

The stepmother Guo Yulian is a snake heart, and the scumbag is strong and doesn't care about the ass.

Sister Wen Yu is a good calculation, and younger brother Wen Hong is a bear kid.

Wen Ling compiled it like this, but it's not actually wronged them.

The program group likes contradictions and hot spots, and whether they can be reconciled is secondary.

The main thing is to give the scum a chance to show his face, just ask the scum, are you afraid of it?

Wen Yu came in the morning, and was so annoyed that he wanted to make trouble.

But when Wen Ling came late, he almost entered the classroom and almost started class.

Wen Yu didn't get a chance, just thinking about going to find someone after class.

Wen Ling did not go home, of course they were happy.

But didn't watch Wen Ling kneel down and beg them to enter the house, not feeling good, Wen Yu's heart became more angry.

(End of this chapter)