Crippled Master's Young Wife

"It's over. Do I have to lie here all day today?"

Xia Ling wanted to cry without tears. He struggled to get up and was reading in pieces.

At this time, the bathroom door was pushed open with a bang, and Fu Yunting's slender figure appeared by the door.

Xia Ling: "

She wants people to find her, but only if she's a woman.

"Ah! You... You see, who let you in and didn't go out quickly?"

Xia Ling blushed and turned over hard, as if she could make people can't see her naked.

Fu Yunting coughed softly, and a suspicious blush flashed at the root of his ear.

He just suddenly thought that her wrist was bruised by him and wanted to send her a ointment.

Who knows who came into her room and didn't see her.

When I passed the bathroom, I vaguely heard the sound from inside

A glance just flashed through my mind.

The graceful posture of a woman is concave and convex, which makes people's blood flow.

Just

Fu Yunting steadied his mind, strode to the extremely ashamed woman, took the bath towel, wrapped her up, and took her out of the bathroom.

Just as she turned over, he found a large scar on her back.

The scar didn't look like a scratch. It looked like it was burned by fire. It was somewhat similar to the wound on his back.

Did she experience a fire last night in addition to her foot injury?

Xia Ling closed her eyes tightly and shrank into Fu Yunting's arms like a quail. She didn't dare to move or say a word.

What a shame!

How will she face him after being looked at by her uncle?

Somebody knock her out!

The body gently fell into the soft bed. Xia Ling knew that she had been put on the bed at the moment.

She hurriedly retracted into the quilt and said, "get out."

A man's low laughter came over his head. Fu Yunting smiled and stared at the cluster of exposed black hair. "You can wrestle after taking a bath, Xia Ling. How stupid do you think you are?"

Being scolded as stupid, Xia Ling moved slightly in the quilt and continued to say in a jar voice, "yes, I'm stupid. Can I? How long will you stay here?"

Don't you know she's ashamed?

Why don't you go out?

"If you want me to go out, you can tell me, what else happened to you last night? Where did the injury on your back come from?"

Fu Yunting smiled slightly and asked.

"The wound in the back?"

Xia Ling thought, "that injury wasn't hurt yesterday, it was hurt before. Fu Ershao, do you want to go out?"

She's getting bored!

Why isn't he out yet?

Hearing the speech, Fu Yunting was slightly relaxed.

I wish I hadn't hurt anywhere else.

The woman lying on her side on the ground, naked, flashed in her mind again.

Fu Yunting's eyes darkened, and he coughed and walked out.

"Your waist is twisted? I'll ask Mom Zhang to come up and wipe the medicine for you."

What a beautiful scene.

What if your mouth is dry?

The man's footsteps gradually faded away, and Xia Ling in the quilt listened attentively. When she couldn't hear anything, she opened the quilt over her head.

Hoo!

It's embarrassing!

Xia Ling, you are so stupid!

Xia Ling patted his head and was very annoyed.

In the master bedroom, Fu Yunting's eyebrows were cold and solemn, and he couldn't see the beautiful look just now.

Took out his cell phone and dialed out, "Xichen, do me a favor..."

Who is the man who wants to hurt Xia Ling?

Pull it out, he has to peel off his skin!