Chapter 48

"Get up and go change your clothes."

Fu Yunting said coldly, "you don't have much meat on your body. Do you think I'm really interested in you? I tell you, it's just a small punishment. If you're not honest in the future and can't get involved with Jiang Lingyun again, then..."

If you haven't finished, let Xia Ling understand.

She hurriedly got up from him, covered her chest and stepped back quickly.

She was relieved that she had escaped another disaster.

Behind him, Fu Yunting scratched his human skin mask, and a trace of annoyance flashed in his black eyes.

Damn it.

Originally, I wanted to question her, why

The sweetness of a woman still lingers on her thin lips, and her fragrance seems to be floating in the air.

Fu Yunting's throat was tight and his hair was tight. He quickly stopped his wishful thinking.

Deep eyes narrowed slightly. Fu Yunting took one side's mobile phone and dialed out.

"Xi Chen, give the Jiang family a little warning and let the big brother of the Jiang family take care of his brother."

His things, even if he doesn't like them, can't be coveted by others.

In the guest room, Xia Ling changed her clothes and was in a complicated mood when she thought of the scene just now.

He shook his head hard to get rid of those upset thoughts. Xia Ling went downstairs to have dinner.

"Young lady, have dinner quickly." Zhang's mother is still smiling.

There was a little noise upstairs just now. When I saw Xia Ling changing clothes, the smile on Zhang's face became stronger.

She has a hunch that her young master's feelings for her young lady are growing at a visible rate.

They are more and more interesting!

"Mom Zhang, the young master's dinner..."

Didn't see Fu Yunting come down for dinner, Xia Ling said tentatively.

"The young master seems to be in a bad mood today. He just told me he didn't want to have dinner. But his body hasn't fully recovered. How can he not eat dinner? Alas, it's really urgent."

Zhang's mother deliberately pretended to be anxious and said "Xiao Jiu" in her heart.

Young lady is kind-hearted. We must make use of various conditions to cultivate their feelings.

in bad mood?

Should it be because of her?

Xia Ling bit her chopsticks and twisted her eyebrows slightly.

"Mom Zhang, what does your young master usually like to eat? I'll cook it."

No matter what he thinks of her, she has an obligation to take good care of him.

"The young master is very picky about food, but as long as it suits his taste, he doesn't choose anything."

Mother Zhang replied with a smile.

Xia Ling: "

So, is this the highest level for rich young masters to eat?

To his taste?

What's his taste?

"I'll go to the kitchen and see what ingredients are in it."

No matter what, she makes food according to her own taste. As for whether he likes it or not, she'll know when she's finished.

After some beating, Xia Ling made a bowl of pasta, fried two steaks and a bowl of borscht.

Looking at the fragrant food, Xia Ling nodded with satisfaction.

Fu Yunting came back from abroad. I think he prefers Western food.

"Young lady, I'll help you."

Zhang's mother put the food into the food box, with a glimmer of approval in her eyes, and felt that the old lady had a good eye.

She was wronged and didn't say a word. She was virtuous and virtuous. The young lady was really beautiful and intelligent.

They went outside the master bedroom and Xia Ling knocked on the door.

"Who?"

"It's me."

A moment later, the door opened.

"Young master, young lady is worried that you are hungry, so she cooked dinner for you."

Zhang Ma carries a long food box and helps Xia Ling open her mouth.

She cooked it herself?

Fu Yunting's eyes and heart moved slightly, his eyes swept over Xia Ling who was silent, and the noodles he had eaten last night flashed in his mind.

The food she cooked was as memorable as her red lips.