The Villain Husband is Online to Raise the Ginseng

Rong Zixian reacted, his hands froze slightly, but the movements were so small that most people couldn't see it.

Rong Zixian didn't think so, but Wen Ling could tell.

However, Wen Ling is not the original chicken.

After all, he was once a little monster who had practiced for many years. How could he not see such a small detail?

However, Little Ginseng said that I can also pretend not to see it.

It's just that I couldn't help but start to guess, what happened to my benefactor?

The benefactors in this world are a bit fucked up, and their thoughts are even more difficult to guess, so Wen Ling has to be more careful.

Be careful sailing for thousands of years.

Although Wen Ling had confidence in his benefactor, he couldn't stand it because he was affected by other external factors.

So, be careful.

When Wen Ling guessed in his heart, Rong Zixian had already returned to normal, and even brought food for Wen Ling.

"Eat more, you're so skinny." Rong Zixian said the caring words dryly, without any emotion.

The main reason is that this kind of love talk has never been said, and this kind of caring thing has never been done.

Now that he really did it, Rong Zixian felt awkward in his heart.

It's just that wanting to care about Wen Ling seems to have become the most urgent thing in his heart now.

So, even if he was stiff, even if he wasn't used to it, even when he was doing these things, there was always sunshine and shadow in his heart, which kept changing and alternating, but Rong Zixian still controlled it, and firmly held the vegetables to Wen Ling.

After he finished speaking, he seemed to feel that speaking like this was not his own style, so Rong Zixian moved a little closer.

The two were sitting side by side, and Rong Zixian was already close to Wen Ling's ear at this moment, looking from a distance, it seemed that he was whispering to Wen Ling.

Many people had their mouths stuffed by the fierce dog food, and now they felt that the meat on the plate was no longer fragrant, the rice was no longer delicious, and the originally delicious soup was even less delicious.

Hey, this damn sweet dog food.

Everyone sighed in their hearts.

Although it is not that there are no Taoist companions in their sect, there are not too many disciples from the outer sect together. If they are older, they may feel that they have no hope of entering the inner sect, and their cultivation has not made much progress. Couple, it can be regarded as a partner to live together.

How much emotion can such a partner actually have?

It is also for this reason that dog food is not common.

There are quite a few inner sects, who have already settled on Taoist couples, but they don't bother to get in touch with them outside the sect, and they can't see it.

Now that such a fierce dog food came for the first time, the friends said that the food in their hands suddenly tasted bad.

After Rong Zixian got close to Wen Ling, he said in a hoarse voice: "I don't have much flesh on my body, and my hands are still piercing my waist."

Wen Ling almost spit out the food after taking a bite.

No, benefactor, you have changed.

You are no longer that ruthless and sick girl who wanted to kill me, you are completely perverted...

Suddenly, the little train started to move. Fortunately, Wen Ling is also a capable little train driver. At this time, he picked it up very quickly: "I'm getting fat, you can't pinch me."

When Rong Zixian was talking about business, he was not gentle, and sometimes he would bite people.

Even a little monster like Wen Ling couldn't bear the degree of pain.

Although he would always use exercises to help himself repair later, it was really painful when he bit it.

This point can be persuaded slowly in the future, but pinch...

I always feel that Rong Zixian can cut off his own waist.

If it was really about half of the business and he broke his waist, the scene would probably be embarrassing.

Therefore, Wen Ling felt that he was a reminder at this time, and this request was not too much.