Chapter 633： Avenue Soaring 63

Chapter 633 Avenue soars 63

Wen Ling recently visited the medicine field, and they were all night shifts.

It was too waves last night, I was still watching 233 remote monitoring.

Otherwise, Wen Ling, a little love brain, doesn’t think about anything when discussing business, where can he even take care of the medicine field?

As for Rong Zixian?

He is even less likely to care, and at that time, where does he have any other thoughts?

Because they are on night shifts, there is nothing to do during the day.

Like their kind of chi-chicken, they still need to sleep to replenish their physical strength and energy.

Of course, Rong Zixian doesn’t need it.

But Wen Ling needs it, at least on the surface.

Plus, discussing business is too laborious, so now Wen Ling urgently needs a rest.

"Zixian, are you going to be with me?" Wen Ling saw, Rong Zixian followed him all the way into the room, turned his head, and asked in a low voice.

Qing Lingling's voice made Rong Zixian's darkened eyes slowly disperse a lot, gradually being replaced by Qingming.

It's just that after entering the room, looking at Wen Ling's little bed, Rong Zixian's already clear eyebrows now slowly gathered a thick dark color.

Wen Ling knew at a glance that this was a small look before business talks.

"Hmm." Rong Zixian was really thinking a lot at this time.

As for the daytime, it is heard by other people or what happens, what should I do?

Rong Zixian would not consider these at all.

And he is not a person who is willing or needs to consider for others.

To put it bluntly, he even hates himself, is it possible to expect him to be good to others?

Neither can it be said that he is selfish, he is too world-weary in his bones, and everyone looks like "you don't want to live".

This "you" also includes Rong Zixian himself.

Therefore, he would not even think about whether he would ruin the little girl's reputation when he entered Wen Ling's room in broad daylight, and would let Wen Ling be gossiped about.

Wen Ling even cares less, little spirits never think about it.

Have fun in time, because you never know, tomorrow or accident, which will come first.

I think at the beginning, if she were not the benefactor, she would have been dug out to drink soup.

So, cherish the happiness you can have now.

But before that, Wen Ling needs to do one thing first.

From his arms, he took out the paper cranes given by the brother Jincheng. The registration needs to be submitted to him. He counts the list, which is also convenient for the management of this trip.

Although he is not the leader of the team, at least, he needs to bring these little chickens from Danfeng.

As soon as the paper crane was taken out, Rong Zixian's face became black.

"Other people's breath." Rong Zi envied his deep eyes, staring at the paper crane, always feeling that the paper crane would turn into a mass of ashes in the next second.

Wen Ling was startled by Rong Zixian's sudden voice and breath.

After reacting, this is regarded as indirect jealousy. Wen Ling couldn't explain softly: "This is a messenger tool given by Senior Brother Jincheng. I can't transmit sound for thousands of miles, and I can't enter the inner door casually, so he let me use it. This message to him is about the list of people who will go out to practice tomorrow."

The voice of the little girl is like a cloud floating in the sky, soft and comfortable, and like a warm wind blowing on the face, gentle and soft.

Rong Zi envied the darkened eyes and heart, because Wen Ling explained this, little by little he recovered.

It's just that the complexion is still a little dark, not very good-looking.

(End of this chapter)