Crippled Master's Young Wife

Jiang Lingfeng had a handsome face. He turned around and walked to the chair of the class and sat down. He casually flipped through the documents on the table.    

"Can't I come if I'm not busy?" Wang Yao asked.    

Ann Xueyan curled her lips and slowly walked to the table of the class. "Our alma mater has a school anniversary event the day after tomorrow. You are now a famous figure. You should be in the list of invited people."    

This attitude towards her was really distant.    

Was it because he gave a warm face in front of everyone last night?    

Jiang Lingfeng did not say anything and just continued to flip through the documents on the table.    

Ann Xueyan frowned and pulled out his documents. "I am talking to you. Can you not say anything?"    

Jiang Lingfeng's breath sank and he looked up at Ann Xueyan. When he saw her dissatisfied expression, he finally restrained his emotions. "Yes, I received an invitation."    

"Then take me with you when the time comes."    

Ann Xueyan did not stand on ceremony with him and said.    

Jiang Lingfeng frowned, "I don't intend to go."    

"Why? Don't tell me you're unwilling to go because I'm going?"    

Ann Xueyan walked to Jiang Lingfeng's side and deliberately provoked him, "Lingfeng, are you afraid of touching the scenery and creating feelings?"    

Afraid of touching the scenery?    

Jiang Lingfeng cast a sidelong glance at Ann Xueyan, his eyes cold.    

"Or are you afraid that after you go with me, you will not be able to control your emotions and want to reconnect with me?"    

Ann Xueyan did not offend him and got closer to him. "Lingfeng, your taste has lowered! Tell me, do you really like junior sister? Then between us, which type do you prefer?"    

The woman's voice was charming, with hints of bewitchment.    

A pair of delicate hands rested on his broad shoulders. His slightly bent body emitted a delicate fragrance that stimulated one's sense of smell.    

Jiang Lingfeng's brows knitted even more tightly. Just as he was about to pull her hand away, the office door was pushed open and a warm figure appeared at the door.    

The word Lingfeng was stuck in his throat. He looked warmly at the ambiguous figures of the two and was slightly stunned.    

"Um, sorry to bother you."    

Didn't she come at the wrong time?    

Why was Jiang Lingfeng so close to Ann Xueyan?    

He felt a little sour in his heart.    

But on second thought, why did she run away?    

She was Jiang Lingfeng's girlfriend now, right?    

Therefore, when Jiang Lingfeng called her name, she stopped and turned around to look at him.    

"Warm, don't misunderstand."    

Jiang Lingfeng frowned and strode to Warm. He reached out and pulled her.    

Warmth looked at the rare trace of nervousness he revealed and pursed his red lips.    

Hmm, it must be a misunderstanding.    

He was not the kind of person who would look at the pot while eating a bowl.    

"Ah, Junior Sister, don't misunderstand anything. There's nothing between Lingfeng and me. I just saw that his collar was not very neat, so..."    

Ann Xueyan walked in front of the two of them gracefully and gave a warm and charming smile.    

Warmth looked at Ann Xueyan's smile and felt the surge of emotions between women. She suddenly smiled.    

"En, my Lingfeng is a decent man. No matter how many coquettish b * tches outside want to seduce him, it doesn't matter. He was indifferent. Of course, senior sister is a great musician. My analogy just now is not very appropriate. You must be like me, looking down on those women who think of ways to seduce men, right?"    

These words almost made Ann Xueyan's smile disappear.    

What a sharp-tongued woman.    

She openly praised her for being tall and mighty, but she secretly mocked her for being a coquettish b * tch.    

She was so angry that she was about to die!