Crippled Master's Young Wife

When Jiang Lingyun mentioned his grandmother, Xia Ling thought of her grandmother.

The words of rejection are even more unspeakable.

Xia Ling nodded slightly, "OK, I'll accompany you to choose a gift."

He said he wanted her to treat him as an ordinary friend.

Well, she treats him like an ordinary friend.

She promised!

Jiang Lingyun was so happy that he helped her open the door and block the roof of the car.

Not far away, cool sports cars roared by.

In the car, Ji Linhan watched Xia Ling get on Jiang Lingyun's car, and her apricot eyes flashed slightly.

"Yun Ting, do you think that's your sister-in-law? Is the man who picked her up Jiang Lingyun, the little son of the Jiang family? Their relationship seems to be very good."

She has investigated Xia Ling's information and knows that Jiang Lingyun has been pursuing her.

This woman is so powerful that she can meet each other.

Wait, she will never let her leave a trace of favor in Fu Yunting's heart.

Fu Yunting's black eyes were heavy, and the air pressure all over him was lower and lower.

Do some people never listen to him?

OK!

Good!

Fu Yunting, with a gloomy face, slowly closed his eyes and hid his impending anger.

The corner of Ji Linhan's mouth was hooked, and a cold idea flashed in her beautiful apricot eyes.

Xia Ling, she's waiting to see her good play.

On the other side, Xia Ling sat on Jiang Lingyun's car and stared at the scenery outside silently.

Jiang Lingyun in the cab looked at her from time to time with soft eyebrows.

There was silence in the car. It seemed that we could hear each other's heartbeat.

"Where are we going now?"

Xia Ling pressed down the mess in her heart, trimmed her hair and asked.

"Anything."

As long as he has her by his side, he can drive all the time.

Jiang Lingyun replied. When he touched Xia Ling's flustered eyes, he coughed quickly, "look at me, a man without emotional intelligence. Lingling, what do you think I should give? Help me make an idea."

She finally agreed to let him near. He couldn't scare her away any more.

"What is your grandmother's usual preference?" Xia Ling pressed down the inner fluctuation and pretended to be calm.

"Although my grandmother is old, she is very cheerful. She usually likes reading books, listening to songs and cooking delicious food. Every time I go back, she will make a little cake for me to eat."

"Is it the kind you used to bring us?"

Xia Ling's Apricot eyes flashed for a moment. When he thought of all the things before, a smile appeared on the corners of his mouth.

"Yes, that's the dessert."

Jiang Lingyun chuckled, "in fact, I don't like sweets very much, but in order to make the old man happy, every time I go back, I try to praise the delicious cakes she makes, so that she makes more copies every time and brings them back to me."

"But those cakes are really delicious."

Xia Ling relished the delicious pastry and turned her big eyes. "Brother Ling, why don't you make a cake yourself. I think your grandmother needs nothing, as long as you feel it."

Hearing the speech, Jiang Lingyun nodded, "that's a good idea. But I've never done it. Lingling, you have to help me."

"Of course, I'll help you."

They looked at each other and smiled. There was a trace of warmth in the air.

Jiang Lingyun was a little excited. She managed to calm her mind and asked Xia Ling about the ingredients she needed.

What he didn't tell her was that his grandmother lacked nothing but a granddaughter-in-law.

And he wanted to take this opportunity to take her back to his old house to see grandma.

But I don't want to

The bottom of his heart felt a little painful. Jiang Lingyun hurriedly stabilized his mind so that no one could see the clue.