Crippled Master's Young Wife

Xia Ling swallowed her saliva and looked at Fu Yuntine's thin lips on the edge of the cup. There was a burning sensation on her small face for a moment.    

Hu!    

Don't think too much!    

It's just drinking, don't associate it with indirect kissing!    

Xia Ling hurriedly lowered her wandering eyes and suppressed the unusual feeling in her heart.    

Looking at the woman's slightly red face, the corners of Fu Yuntine's mouth curled up and a trace of a smile flashed in his black eyes.    

"Didn't you say you wanted to thank me? You plan on sitting like this all the time?"    

What shame?    

It's not like this is the first time he has touched something she has eaten.    

Furthermore, he was her husband, so it was only natural that he could touch it!    

"Oh, oh. Well, Second Young Master, thank you very much for helping me so much. Let me toast to this cup of wine first."    

Xia Ling quickly calmed her mind and raised the cup to toast.    

Fu Yuntine raised the corner of his lips and lazily clinked the cup with her. Seeing her drink the cup in one gulp, he lightly parted his thin lips and said, "So forthright? In a while, if you drink too much, don't go crazy with alcohol."    

"Hehe, that won't happen! Second Master, don't worry, I won't get drunk after a thousand cups."    

Xia Ling giggled, her eyes curved.    

"Heh, a thousand cups won't make you drunk? Looks like your alcohol tolerance has been trained in the bar?"    

Fu Yuntine mocked lightly and tightened his grip on the wine glass.    

When it came to the bar, he would think of Jiang Lingyun.    

When he thought about how his wife was still thinking about his ex-boyfriend, the depression in his heart began to rise again.    

"I guess so."    

Xia Ling smiled faintly, "At that time, in order to earn more money to maintain a livelihood, I could only sell liquor in the bar. Sometimes, I would drink until I threw up. I drank too much, plus my diet was irregular. The stomach starts to feel uncomfortable. There was one time when I had acute gastritis, and I thought I had gastric cancer and was about to die. It's fine, it's just my imagination running wild."    

Xia Ling slightly lowered her eyes to cover the sadness in her eyes.    

It was that sudden gastric disease that Jiang Lingyun sent her to the hospital. Later on, the two of them slowly started to get in touch and started to have a good impression of each other.    

If it was not for his care later on, her life in the bar would not be so leisurely.    

Seeing the woman's slightly sad appearance, the depression in Fu Yuntine's heart slowly turned into pain that he didn't know.    

He knew how difficult it was for her before she married him.    

What a pitiful person.    

Fu Yuntine took a big gulp of wine, his eyes deep.    

"Second Young Master, I'll pour you some wine."    

Xia Ling threw away the thoughts that she should not have and put on a smile again, helping Fu Yuntine pour wine with her legs.    

Fu Yuntine stared at her smiling face. His joints knocked on the table repeatedly, allowing her to please him.    

"Second Master, let me toast you again. I am the one who apologized to you for this drink. I have done a few stupid things. I hope you are magnanimous and don't lower yourself to my level."    

Xia Ling poured herself a full cup of wine. She sincerely apologized and drank it all in one gulp.    

The spicy wine was poured into her stomach and Xia Ling unconsciously stuck out her tongue and extended her delicate hand to fan it.    

It had been a long time since she drank wine like this. Why did she feel a little dizzy?    

The woman's small face turned red because of the stimulation of alcohol. Her unintentional little movements revealed the innocence of the woman that she did not know.    

Fu Yuntine's eyes darkened, and his body began to heat up.    

Could it be that this woman had put something in his wine again?    

Why was his parched tongue getting worse and worse?    

"Second Master, why aren't you drinking? Drink quickly, I'll pour it for you after you finish drinking."    

Xia Ling giggled and used the alcohol to size Fu Yuntine up without any restraint.    

Oh!    

One had to say, this little uncle of hers was really handsome!    

No wonder that good little sister of hers wanted to throw him down at all costs!