Crippled Master's Young Wife

Looking at the proud and awkward man in front of him, Xia Ling was funny and sent the cake to him.

"Fu Ershao, have a taste. It's really delicious."

A woman's voice is soft and flattering. People can't help but soften their heart.

Fu Yunting frowned, glanced at her impatiently, took the pancake in her hand with a cold hiss, and got up and went upstairs.

He bought it. Why didn't he eat it?

The tall and straight posture of the man disappeared at the entrance of the stairs, and Xia Ling burst into laughter.

This man, apart from the tyranny he showed when he met Jiang Lingyun, was very moving at other times.

"Young lady, the young master has bought you a lot of new clothes. Go and have a look."

Zhang's mother told Xia Ling with a smile, which made Xia Ling even more stunned.

He bought her clothes?

His mind suddenly recalled what he had said to himself.

He said she was a young lady of the Fu family. Don't dress too shabby.

So he bought himself new clothes for fear of losing the face of the Fu family?

Xia Ling glanced, but she was very curious about what kind of clothes men would buy for themselves.

After saying hello to Zhang's mother, Xia Ling went upstairs.

When she opened the wardrobe and saw a cabinet full of new clothes, Xia Ling couldn't help opening her mouth.

These are brand-name clothes at a glance.

There are skirts and trousers, and each style is exquisite.

Xia Ling took out a dress and made a gesture on herself. She immediately smiled and bent her eyebrows.

Women love beautiful clothes.

She is no exception.

I have to say, men's eyes are quite good.

The size is appropriate and the style is novel. Each one is her favorite type.

love!

But where did her original clothes go?

And the dress Jiang Lingyun gave her?

Xia Ling went through the whole wardrobe and couldn't find her previous clothes.

So, did the man lose all her clothes?

Hoo!

I really want to hit people!

......

Three days later, Xia Ling's feet will be rechecked.

Early in the morning, Xia Ling took out a suit of clothes from the wardrobe and put them on.

There was still some discomfort in my heart, but when I looked at myself in the mirror lined with fresh and elegant new clothes, Xia Ling still vomited and didn't want to quarrel with some bossy man.

When he went downstairs, he saw Fu Yunting sitting on the sofa waiting.

Seeing her coming down, I couldn't help narrowing my deep eyes.

A woman's long hair shawl and an egg blue chiffon shirt make her skin white and clear.

With a pair of black 9-point trousers, it is soft, light and mature, with a little girl's flavor.

It's very pleasant to see.

Fu Yunting hooked his lips and a smile flashed in his eyes.

He has prepared so many sets of clothes for her. He should have suppressed the limelight of Jiang Lingyun.

In a good mood, Fu Yunting got up, took the car key, turned and walked out.

Zhang's mother helped Xia Ling into the car, and Fu Yunting drove straight to the hospital.

When he came to the hospital, Fu Yunting stopped his car and was about to get off. At a casual glance, he saw Jiang Lingyun and warm get off the car.

Fu Yunting's eyes narrowed slightly, and a sharp light flashed in his black eyes.

He got out of the car, went to the back seat, opened the door, and took Xia Ling out as soon as he fished his long arm.

Xia Ling was stunned and hurriedly shook his legs and said, "Hey, Fu Ershao, please put me down. I can go by myself."

What did he say when he held himself in the hall?

"I walk slowly. My time is very precious. I don't have time to linger here with you."

Fu Yunting held her firmly with a proud face.