The Villain Husband is Online to Raise the Ginseng

Ji Chenghuai didn't have much thought.

I just think that what the dark guard said before is right.

After the accident, the daughter-in-law of the Prime Minister's Mansion seemed to have a problem with her mind.

At this time, dishonestly lower your head and don't look directly at it, and even raise your head?

I am seriously ill.

After Ji Chenghuai took a cold look, he took it back.

His eyes switched in an instant, and when he looked at Wen Ling, there was a soft warmth.

That was the look Ji Chenghuai rarely had.

Only after meeting a little girl can one have such soft and touching eyes.

"Why are you free to pick me up?" Wen Ling sat on the soft sedan, not quite honestly, and leaned sideways, approaching Ji Chenghuai, asking in a soft voice.

Ji Chenghuai raised his hand and fondled Wen Ling's hair beside his ear, and replied in a low voice: "I missed you, so I'm here."

Wen Ling was a little surprised that the benefactor responded so straightforwardly.

The benefactor is so enlightened, the little ginseng essence can't be content to lag behind.

So, he leaned over halfway, and approached Ji Chenghuai's ear, his voice was soft, like a soft wind that could blow into people's hearts.

"Ji Chenghuai." Just a name already made Ji Chenghuai's heart flustered.

At this time, it seemed that a stone was suddenly thrown into the heart lake that seemed to be a pool of stagnant water, and the circles of ripples seemed to be unable to express Ji Chenghuai's friendship.

Ji Chenghuai, who was slightly shaken by the little girl's approach and her voice, turned his head slightly in a hoarse voice, then kissed the little girl's forehead, with a doting voice like a spring breeze: "I'm here."

She called him, and he was there.

She needed him, and he was there.

Originally, I thought that the captive was a little girl, but now I always feel that I have also lost it.

This deal is a loss no matter what.

Ji Chenghuai smiled helplessly, he hated losing money most in his life.

So, if the little girl didn't pay him her whole life, wouldn't he lose even more?

Thinking of this, Ji Chenghuai stretched out his hand fiercely, and took the little girl's little hand on the side of the soft sedan into his palm.

"Wen Ling." Ji Chenghuai rarely called this name.

For Ji Chenghuai, this name used to mean disgust and hatred.

After all, when he was humble, this name once arrogantly looked down on him and even kicked him into the water. He once hated this name to the bone when he was on the verge of life and death.

But now, he is willing to entrust the rest of his life.

Ji Chenghuai couldn't tell whether it was a bad fate or something.

However, what he knows is that his heart, and...

The little girl in front of her may not be the same person as the arrogant and indulgent princess.

Such thinking is absurd, but Ji Chenghuai always feels that he has glimpsed the truth of the matter.

However, when this kind of thing is said, many people can't believe it, and even talk about it with a bit of ghosts and gods.

So, he didn't want to talk.

Such a good little girl, it is enough for him to see it alone, so why bother to tell it and let other people covet it.

This was given to him by the heavens, and it will be fine if he holds it tight.

others……

If you dare to covet it, just kill it directly.

It seems that the flowers in his backyard have not been nourished by human bones for a long time.

Thinking of this, Ji Chenghuai held Wen Ling's hand and unconsciously tightened it.

"It hurts a bit." As a result, the delicate little girl turned her mouth up and complained delicately.

It's not so much a complaint as a coquetry.