The Villain Husband is Online to Raise the Ginseng

Wen Ling was not afraid, she just blinked her Bulling Bulling eyes and looked at Rong Zixian who was right in front of her eyes.

The benefactor of this world is indeed a little scary, the breath in his bones is thick with darkness.

There seemed to be no waves in his eyes, but upon closer inspection, he found that there seemed to be an endless abyss hidden there, and when he looked at him, it was easy to fall into it accidentally.

From then on, there is no redemption.

Right now, Rong Zixian should be revealing his truest side, as well as his truest emotions.

He was real and wanted to kill himself.

When realizing this, the little ginseng essence...

A little excited.

Suddenly encountering a world with such a difficult benefactor, how could the little ginseng essence not be excited?

This feels obviously different.

"Heh, although the soul is a bit dirty, the skin can still be seen." Rong Zixian raised his other hand, stroking Wen Ling's side face.

The slightly cool fingertips are slowly walking along the side of Wen Ling's face, like a cold poisonous snake, slowly studying its prey, but at this moment it is just looking for the position of the lower mouth.

The touch was too cool, Wen Ling subconsciously shivered.

Such a reaction seemed to please Rong Zixian, a sneer slowly appeared on his originally cold face.

There was a bit of banter hidden in that smile, and a bit of sarcasm.

When I spoke again, the voice was still cold and unpopular: "It's not a waste of my time to make a fan with such a good skin..."

Rong Zixian's cold voice was right next to his ears, and with it, his cool fingertips.

The fingertips were as cold as a cold blade, and when walking slowly, Wen Ling always felt that the side of his face seemed to be scratched by the other's cold fingertips.

Even, Wen Ling had a feeling that in the next second, her face would really be lifted off and become a work of art in Rong Zixian's hands.

This feeling is exciting.

233 screamed in fright, but the little ginseng essence was very calm.

"Oh, there are so many benefactors in this world, exciting, exciting." The voice in Wen Ling's consciousness was still slightly wavy.

This reassured 233, but 233 was still worried: "How about, let's run away, this world is too dangerous, blah blah."

233, who turned into a monster, felt that this world could not survive, so they gave up the mission and ran away.

"How can I do that? My benefactor must be complete, even if there is one piece missing, so I will not leave this world, and there are only so many tricks before we talk about business. After that, oh, I can't think about it, I can't think about it , the brain has soared to one hundred and seven at a high speed." Wen Ling didn't care, and didn't agree with leaving.

This is the meaning of the host, 233 naturally dare not force it.

Otherwise, it is estimated that the end will be miserable.

Therefore, I can only tremble instinctively, and I can't do anything else.

After all, it is an incompetent system.

When Rong Zixian saw that there was no expression of fear or disgust on Wen Ling's face, he seemed to be interested again.

The brows and eyes are a little closer.

When the four eyes met, Rong Zixian felt that his heart seemed to slow down a beat. His heart, which was originally deep in darkness, seemed to see a tiny ray of light in a crack.

But in the blink of an eye, it quickly dissipated again.

Looking back, he was still him, the one who stood in the dark and had no one to redeem him.

However, Rong Zixian doesn't need others' salvation either.

"You said..." The hoarse voice sounded again, with a horrific air: "What kind of sound will this fan make when it is knocked?"