Chapter 67： School Grass First Love 67

Chapter 67 The first love of the school grass 67

Just before 233 sighed, when the ginseng routine was deep, he heard Wen Ling tilt his head and said softly: "And who said I won't hit people, soon, I can start beating people. "

233:? ? ?

I always feel that something bad is about to happen.

At noon, Wen Heng was at the end, obviously waiting for this gentle ginseng essence to eat together.

"The exam is coming in a few days, Wen Heng." Wen Ling walked, tied his hair.

Sun Hong gave Wen Ling several beautiful hair ropes today, and Wen Ling is tying her hair at the moment.

Wen Heng glanced at the clumsy appearance of the little ginseng, and could not help but hooked his lips.

He has a habit of indifferent expression, and now he shows a little smile, which is very seductive.

A girl passed by him. Seeing such a constant temperature, she almost didn't even breathe, and her heartbeat almost stopped directly.

This, this, this... is too Su.

Wen Heng is far more than Su.

Looking at Wen Ling working on his long hair, Wen Heng's long slender fingers gently stretched out and inserted them between Wen Ling's black hair.

Wen Heng's breathing became tight as he talked black and white.

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

Fortunately, it was at the entrance of the teaching building now, and it was sunny and day, so he had to control it, don’t go too far.

"I'm coming." Watching Wen Ling fiddle for a long time, before getting his hair on, Wen Heng took the initiative to speak.

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

The two girls next to her listened to each other, and then they screamed like a groundhog in their hearts.

[Ah ah ah ah ah, this is too desire it, I can! 】

[It’s going to die, it’s going to die, it’s going to die...]

...

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

Wen Ling cleverly retracted his hand, and stood still, letting Wen Heng fiddle with her hair.

Long and strong fingers, they rubbed their scalp bit by bit, and a little spark was passed from time to time.

Wen Ling felt that her neck was itchy, and she shook her head.

The constant breathing is another suffocation.

After a while, slowly recovering to a clear light.

"Don't move." With a slightly dumb voice, with endless desires, Wen Heng tried his best to look normal.

But the hand movement is slower.

Some unspeakable embarrassment, it takes time to slowly clean up and press down.

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

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

Today, I finally didn't think of this 233 when I heard the three words "talking about business", the whole thing was not very good.

"So, can we not talk about business, can we not open a dyeing workshop? We are civilized people." 233 felt that the pandas were still good to bring and eat, and they would complete the task in a hurry.

Which is like this ginseng essence.

Either cut the thighs or make yellow.

Who can stand this?

"Yes." Hearing the sound of it crashing like this, Wen Ling thought about it, and reluctantly agreed.

233 Before letting go, he heard Wen Ling whisper: "What about the milk strawberry? It's the kind of farming method that grows strawberries and needs milk. Do you...do you want to know about it?"

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(End of this chapter)