Crippled Master's Young Wife

C35 Help Her Apply the Medicine



C35 Help Her Apply the Medicine

In the kitchen room, Xia Ling hummed a tune and happily poured out a bowl of noodles.    

    

Along the way, Mrs Zhang even ran out when she heard the noise.    

    

When she found out that she was making supper for 'Second Young Master Fu', she could not help but smile.    

    

The young master was still pretending.    

    

However, it seemed like the two of them got along pretty well.    

    

She had to report this good news to the madame in time.    

    

Xia Ling did not know what Mrs Zhang was thinking. After making the noodles, she carefully carried the bowl upstairs.    

    

Pushing open the door of the study, Xia Ling called out warmly, "Second Young Master Fu, the noodles are ready. You can eat now."    

    

Hearing this, Fu Yuntine put down the manuscript in his hand and slowly walked to the coffee table. Looking at the bowl of noodles, the smell of food assailed his nose.    

    

En, it was indeed very fragrant.    

    

Fu Yuntine glanced at Xia Ling and was just about to sit down when he inadvertently glanced over and saw that Xia Ling's right hand, which was exposed to the air, had a circle of green on the skin of her wrist.    

    

This is?    

    

Fu Yuntine's dark eyes moved slightly. Only now did he remember that her hand had been grabbed by someone. She had been screaming for pain.    

    

Her skin was really tender.    

    

Fu Yuntine pursed his thin lips, glanced at Xia Ling, and left the study without saying a word.    

    

Xia Ling,... ""    

    

Who could tell her that this man had gone crazy again?    

    

Was he disgusted with the food she made?    

    

Why didn't he at least make a squeak?    

    

What did she mean by leaving without saying a word?    

    

"Second Young Master Fu, you..."    

    

In response, she closed the door.    

    

Xia Ling was angry. She angrily sat on the sofa and looked at the delicious food in front of her. She decided to destroy it.    

    

Such fragrant food, if someone did not like to eat it, she could not waste it.    

    

After taking a deep breath, Xia Ling picked up her chopsticks and picked up a few noodles and put them into her mouth.    

    

"Wu, it is really fragrant. It is his loss if someone doesn't eat it."    

    

When Fu Yuntine returned, he saw someone sucking the noodles and saying something indistinctly.    

    

He just went to get some medicine. Why did someone eat his food?    

    

Fu Yuntine strode forward and grabbed the bowl.    

    

Xia Ling was speechless."    

    

What was he doing now?    

    

This was the noodles she cooked. If he didn't eat it, wouldn't he let her finish it?    

    

"Hey, Second Young Master Fu, you can't waste it..."    

    

"This is my noodles. What do you want to eat?"    

    

This sentence made Xia Ling swallow the noodles in her mouth with difficulty.    

    

His noodles?    

    

She thought he didn't want to eat it.    

    

Fu Yuntine cast a sidelong glance at her and put down the bowl. He slowly walked in front of her and squatted down. He reached out his hand and pulled her wrist to take a look. He opened the ointment in his hand and applied some onto Xia Ling's wrist.    

    

Xia Ling,... ""    

    

So, he went out to get the ointment for her?    

    

Xia Ling's face was dull as she stared blankly at the man in front of her who did not say anything to help her apply the ointment. Her small face suddenly turned red.    

    

The man in front of her lowered his eyes slightly. His handsome face, which had a clear horn, had always been cold, but it clearly revealed a trace of focus and concern.    

    

His warm palm and the slightly cool medicinal paste rubbed out waves of boiling heat, stirring up waves of ripples in people's hearts.    

    

Her heart jumped quickly for no reason. Xia Ling hurriedly retracted her hand and felt uneasy as she tidied her hair.    

    

"That, I can do it myself."    

    

He was her uncle and sister-in-law.    

    

They should not have done that kind of ambiguous thing just now.    

    

"Take it."    

    

Fu Yuntine threw the ointment to Xia Ling. When he saw the woman's blushing face, he couldn't help but curl his lips in joy.    

    

Was she shy?    

    

It seemed that he didn't lack charm.    

    

He walked to the side briskly and glanced at the bowl of noodles that was about to be burnt. Fu Yuntine picked up his chopsticks and ate elegantly.    

    

Xia Ling,... ""    

    

Was there something wrong with her eyes?    

    

Second Young Master Fu was actually eating the rest of her noodles?    

    

Someone quickly pinch her awake!    

    


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