Crippled Master's Young Wife

Heart, bang bang jump.

Xia Ling's ears were straight, and his big eyes were rolling under his closed eyelids.

She's going to be a scoundrel today.

Anyway, Mrs. Fu is behind it.

Looking at someone's scoundrel, Fu Yunting almost laughed angrily.

How can you carry grandma out?

Smart enough!

Slowly sliding the wheelchair, Fu Yunting said in a deep voice, "get up."

Hearing the speech, Xia Ling secretly opened her eyes. When she touched the sharp eyes, somehow, the deep eyes of Fu Ershao flashed in her mind.

Well, what is she thinking?

Xia Ling hurried up, "can I sleep on the sofa?"

Fu Yunting snorted coldly and made no comment.

Xia Ling smiled in her heart and said softly, "then I'll wait on you to take a bath."

This man is actually a hard spoken and soft hearted man.

Fu Yunting glanced at her. When he saw the sweet smile on her face, he couldn't help but move his eyes deeply.

Do you want to laugh so happily?

Is it no longer as soft and full of worries as I saw on the first day?

As on the first day, Xia Ling pushed Fu Yunting into the bathroom. After putting the water in the right place, she went out of the bathroom door and waited quietly for him to come out.

"If you want to call me, I'll be right outside the door."

Listening to the woman's soft voice, Fu Yunting hooked his lips and softened his sharp black eyes.

Half an hour later, Fu Yunting came out of the bathroom.

Like the first time, Xia Ling helped him blow his hair carefully and was ready to help him to bed.

"Well, Mr. Fu, hold me a little and I'll help you to bed."

Xia Ling put Fu Yunting's hand on his shoulder and made some strength with his slender hand.

Fu Yunting was a little funny. He could see the white swan neck exposed at a glance.

The tip of the nose is full of women's faint fragrance, like a catalyst, slowly blurring people's mind.

Fu Yunting moved to the bed in cooperation. When the woman was relieved and ready to let go, she pulled the man to the bed.

"Ah!"

Xia Ling exclaimed, and a trace of panic flashed in her clear eyes.

"Fu... Mr. Fu?"

He... What is he doing?

"Since you want to be the new daughter-in-law of the Fu family, should I help you?"

Fu Yunting's voice was low and hoarse, and a trace of lust flashed in his deep eyes.

This woman doesn't seem to annoy him. Does he need to continue pretending?

"No... no, you... That..."

Can't he do that?

Was he cured?

"What do you want to ask? Can I do it? Just try it?"

Fu Yunting stared at the flustered woman in front of him, and his evil thoughts suddenly occurred.

Xia Ling's hand clenched his fist against the man's chest. His body was tight because of tension, and a pair of water eyes turned flustered.

She thought of such a day, but she didn't expect it so early.

She and he can only be regarded as strangers. If she really wants to have something with a stranger, she should be flustered.

However, he is her husband, and she can't say no to what he wants to do to her.

Xia Ling couldn't tell what it was like in her heart. She just closed her eyes tightly with her red lips.

Looking at the woman's expression that she wanted to resist but had to accept, Fu Yunting's blood gradually subsided.

What is he doing?

Force women?

Does he have to be forced to sleep with a woman?

And she, is it because she doesn't like her ghost appearance now, or because she still thinks of other men in her heart?