Chapter 977 Great God's Heart Has White Moonlight 57
"So, who is the benefactor?" Broke his leg for the benefactor?
The more Ye Wushuang looked at the ID, the more unpleasant he became. At this moment, she couldn't bear it anymore, she couldn't help but asked in a cold voice.
When asked, he raised his hand and gently stroked Wen Ling's nape.
Little Ginseng Jing always felt that if she didn’t give Ye Wushuang an answer in the next second, she was afraid that she would be thrown out directly by her neck.
"You." Wen Ling was calm and generous, originally a benefactor.
This person won’t have a second one, and she won’t be fooled, just one benefactor is enough.
I didn't dare to think about it before, but after I had it, I was reluctant to let it go.
Even in the real world, they may not have such fate, but in these small worlds, she is already content to have every fragment of the benefactor.
After all, once in the eyes of the little ginseng, the benefactor is the **** of heaven.
She is a little spirit, how is she worthy of being with the gods?
Hearing Wen Ling say this, Ye Wu's double-sided color eased a bit.
It's just this benefactor, what do you mean?
Did he save her?
Is this ID taken before?
They only met yesterday, so they are still the same people and things?
Ye Wushuang's lips were still pressed tightly, obviously not happy.
Take a look at the little ginseng carefully, yes, if you don’t understand this, it is estimated that there will always be a knot in the heart of the benefactor.
Wen Ling didn't like this feeling.
How good is the frankness between two people, why bother wasting each other's time and consuming each other's feelings for some unnecessary troubles and misunderstandings?
"There is often a person in my dreams. He can always save me at a critical time. Therefore, this person has become my benefactor." Wen Ling said half-truth.
The dream is fake, but this thing is true.
Ye Wushuang quietly listened to Wen Ling talking about this matter, feeling uncomfortable, so when he lowered his hands, he was a little heavier.
Wen Ling always felt that her head was going to be bald by Ye Wushuang.
But still enduring this sense of panic, he said the whole thing: "I don't remember what that person looks like, I only remember the pair of eyes, and the feeling that person made me feel."
After all, in this game, Ye Wushuang adjusted his appearance. If he said that the face of the person in the dream was the same as Ye Wushuang, Ye Wushuang would be even more upset.
After all, this face is virtual, he squeezed it casually.
But these eyes, but they will not change.
The breath of this body will not change.
"So, I'm a stand-in?" Ye Wushuang had a misunderstanding.
In other words, his heart was dark. After listening to Wen Ling's explanation, he would only think about bad things.
"Why? You are the same person, and I will not admit that you are wrong." Wen Ling immediately exploded when he heard it, and waved his hand frantically, saying that he would not admit the wrong person.
"Even if the eyes are wrong, but it doesn't feel like a lie, otherwise, why would I just want to be close to you?" Wen Ling said with an innocent look, I was really telling the truth.
Hearing what Wen Ling said, and looking at the little girl's performance, Ye Wushuang, who had only believed in three points, couldn't help but believe five points.
I was only half believing, but there was still doubt in my heart.
At this time, Wen Ling regretted that he had chosen the name randomly.
I knew early that the system was randomized, and it would save such trouble.
"I believe you for the time being." Ye Wushuang looked at the little girl a little anxiously, and there was still water in his eyes, distressed for a while, but he was reluctant to hear the spirit again.
After thinking for a long time, he spoke slowly.
(End of this chapter)