Crippled Master's Young Wife

In the middle of the lake park, Xia Ling sat by the lake, fiddling with grass in her hand and singing softly in her mouth.

Jiang Lingyun sat beside her, looked at her with a smile in her eyebrows and eyes, and hummed a few words with him from time to time.

"Hoo, brother Ling, which song is this? I've finished the song."

Xia Ling breathed deeply and smiled.

"Come on, drink some water to moisten your throat."

Jiang Lingyun hands the water to Xia Ling and gently clips the broken hair on her forehead behind her ears.

Xia Ling was a little uncomfortable. She looked up and drank water to cover up her inner fluctuation.

When Fu Yunting came, he saw the two people sitting together safely and quietly.

The depression in his heart rose again. Fu Yunting wanted to rush over and scold a restless woman, but Fu Xichen's words suddenly flashed in the sea of his brain.

Don't be cold, don't scold!

Vomited his turbid breath and tried to suppress his inner depression. Fu Yunting walked towards them with long legs and light steps.

"Brother Ling, thank you today. It's getting late. I should go back."

Xia Ling drank the water and got up to leave.

It was just that I sat for a long time. My legs were numb and I shook unconsciously.

"Be careful."

Jiang Lingyun gets up and just wants to hold the person. A figure is faster than him. He directly holds the person and takes him behind him.

Jiang Lingyun frowned slightly, raised his eyes and looked at him. Suddenly, his face changed slightly.

Fu Yunting?

Why is he here?

"Fu Er Shao? Why are you here?"

Xia Ling stood firm and blinked at the man in front of her.

Fu Yunting glanced at her sideways, moved his thin lips, and slowly vomited, "passing by."

Don't scold her!

hold still!

Turn around and sweep your eyes to Jiang Lingyun, with condensation between your eyebrows and eyes.

"Young master Jiang is so free and elegant. Since I met you, are you interested in a warm-up exercise with me?"

Than charm!

The competition between men, of course, should appear in sports.

He wants a woman to see who is full of masculinity and who is more masculine!

Looking at the provocative color in Fu Yunting's eyes, Jiang Lingyun was stunned and smiled immediately.

"OK, Fu... What warm-up exercise do you want to do with me?"

Is this officially treating yourself as a rival?

He's honored!

"Boys like playing basketball when they were students. I wonder if young master Jiang can play basketball?"

Can you play basketball?

That's a question!

Is he deliberately saying he doesn't look like a man?

The blood in Jiang Lingyun's heart was aroused and said in a cold voice, "whether you can play basketball or not will be known when you go to the basketball court in a moment."

Even if his favorite is not sports, he is also a man and likes to sweat on the basketball court, okay?

"OK, let's go."

Fu Yunting slightly raised his eyebrows, hooked his thin lips, pulled Xia Ling behind him and walked forward.

Xia Ling's face was dull. "No, it's so late. What basketball do you play?"

What are these two doing?

Why do you suddenly want to play basketball?

What is the thick smell of gunpowder?

"Well, you are the referee in the contest between men."

Fu Yunting hooked his lips and stuffed the man into his car.

The car sped out and soon reached the indoor basketball court.

After a series of formalities, Xia Ling sat in the audience with her cheeks in her hands, watching both of them take off their coats and wear only one piece, and began to warm up.

Well, watching men play is also an enjoyment.

In particular, both men are handsome.

Look at the figure of these two people, especially someone's full golden ratio figure. If Shaxi was there, he would scream and drool.

Xia Ling pursed her lips and glanced at Fu Yunting from time to time. There was an unknown starlight in her apricot eyes.