Crippled Master's Young Wife

0Jiang Lingfeng's lips curved up when he saw the warmth bickering with Ann Xueyan unhurriedly. A trace of a smile flashed across his eyes.    0

    

My Lingfeng!    

    

What a warm greeting!    

    

His originally unhappy mood became joyful because of this name.    

    

Jiang Lingfeng held her slender hand with his big hand and spread out his five fingers, interlocking them with her ten fingers.    

    

No matter who the person she liked at the beginning was, in short, it all depended on the result.    

    

Feeling Jiang Lingfeng's movements, he lowered his eyes and looked at her warmly.    

    

His thin fingers were wrapped around his knuckles.    

    

A sentence suddenly appeared in his mind: Hand of the Child, and grow old together with the child.    

    

His warm little face was slightly warm, and his gaze touched the man's black eyes. His watery eyes were sparkling and bright.    

    

Ann Xueyan, who was opposite, looked at the warm pulse that the two of them inadvertently revealed and almost bit down on her thin teeth.    

    

In the past, she was a high and mighty princess and was pursued by tens of thousands of people. She had never been ridiculed like this before.    

    

What was this warmth?    

    

He dared to steal her limelight!    

    

Just wait and see!    

    

"Junior sister has good taste. Lingfeng is indeed a good man that is hard to come by. You have to catch him."    

    

Ann Xueyan tidied her hair and suppressed the coldness in her heart. She pretended to be calm.    

    

Warmth looked at her and smiled slightly. She did not say anything but there was calmness in her voice.    

    

Ann Xueyan was unhappy in her heart and did not look at her anymore. Her eyes swept towards Jiang Lingfeng and smiled, "Lingfeng, my car is still repairing. You will take me to the school's celebration the day after tomorrow, right?"    

    

Jiang Lingfeng frowned and was about to speak when he was interrupted by Ann Xueyan.    

    

"Lingfeng, don't give me an excuse not to go. The school leaders all know that our relationship is good. Before this, A few leaders have already called me, asking me to invite you over. Give me some face, or else I won't be able to explain it to those leaders. I think, with our many years of friendship, You're not really going to make me lose face, are you?"    

    

These words made Jiang Lingfeng, who had wanted to refuse, fall silent. He didn't say anything else.    

    

Ann Xueyan knew that he had agreed, so she immediately stopped.    

    

"Alright, then I won't disturb the two of you. I'll be leaving first."    

    

She had no choice but to use the word 'brother' to describe the relationship between the two of them. Otherwise, in front of warmth, Jiang Lingfeng might really reject her suggestion.    

    

Ann Xueyan turned around and the smile on her face instantly disappeared. A cold glint flashed across her eyes.    

    

Behind her, warmth heard the general idea and looked up at Jiang Lingfeng, "School anniversary celebration?"    

    

They graduated from the same school.    

    

So envious.    

    

"Yeah."    

    

Jiang Lingfeng held his warm hand and walked into the office. He closed the door and looked at the warmth. "What's wrong? Jealous? Don't want me to go?"    

    

"Where did I go?"    

    

" No? Are you not jealous, or do you not want me to go?"    

    

Jiang Lingfeng stared at the woman, whose face was always red, with a mocking expression.    

    

"None."    

    

The man's breath approached, and the warm image of being kissed by him appeared in his warm mind. It was as if his hands and feet had gone soft, so he pretended to glare at him fiercely.    

    

Such ferociousness did not have any deterrence in the eyes of the man. Instead, it was like an alluring fruit that attracted people to pick it.    

    

Jiang Lingfeng curled his lips. "Are you really not jealous? I'm a little sad. Your boyfriend needs to get some benefits."    

    

After he finished speaking, the man's warm lips covered up. It was a touch that made one's heart palpitate, and it did not make one shrink back at all.    

    

As their breaths intertwined, the warmth tightly grabbed onto the man's clothes, relishing and enjoying it.    

    

When she felt the man's breathing becoming heavier and heavier, the warmth hurriedly turned her head away and quietly leaned against his chest, listening to his strong heartbeat again and again. It was so comforting.    

    

Jiang Lingfeng took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and forced down the emotions in his heart. He hugged the woman in his arms tightly.    

    

Should he prepare to marry her?    

    

This way, his many years of single life could end!