Chapter 75

At dinner time, Xia Ling, who had been lying all day, was helped downstairs by Zhang's mother.

"Mom Zhang, your massage skills are very good. Fortunately, you are here. Otherwise, my old waist won't know when it will be all right."

Xia Ling gently flirted with Zhang Ma and made Zhang Ma's old face smile.

"Young lady is young. Why are you old or not? Be careful next time. In case of another mistake, the old lady will be distressed."

"Hee hee, I see."

“.....”

Laughing and joking, they went downstairs to the restaurant. At one glance, they saw Fu Yunting sitting in front of the table watching the news.

Xia Ling: "

Why is he still here?

I don't want to face him.

"Well, mom Zhang, I suddenly feel sick in my stomach. I went upstairs first."

Xia Ling covered her belly and deliberately pretended to be uncomfortable. She turned and shrunk her neck to go upstairs.

"Stomach discomfort? Do you want to take you to the hospital?"

The man's magnetic voice sounded, let Xia Ling's footsteps pause slightly, shook his head and said, "no, I'll just have a rest."

To what hospital?

She doesn't want to see him, okay?

"OK. Mom Zhang, you help Mrs. Shao prepare dinner. I'll bring it upstairs to Mrs. Shao in person later."

Xia Ling: "

Why did he bring her dinner himself?

Why can't this man understand people's eyes?

"No, Fu Er Shao, if you are so busy, I won't bother you."

"How can I do that? My elder brother learned that you were injured and specially told me to take good care of you for him. I dare not disobey my elder brother's order."

A smile flashed in Fu Yunting's eyes. He got up and paced to Xia Ling. He watched her dodge and didn't dare to look at his eyes. The arc of the corner of his mouth bent even more.

The shy look of this woman is very interesting!

"What's the matter? Your face seems a little red? Is it a fever?"

With that, Fu Yunting stretched out his hand and was ready to touch it.

"No, I don't have a fever."

Xia Ling hurriedly took a step back, and a pair of apricot eyes turned disorderly, "you... You stay away from me."

Where does she have a fever? Is she ashamed?

"Why stay away from you? Xia Ling, are you afraid to face me because of what happened in the morning?"

Fu Yunting continued to approach and teased her, "as I said, even if you take off your clothes and lie on my bed, I won't be interested. Sure enough, your figure..."

"Fu, er, Shao!"

Xia Ling blushed with shame. She stared at Fu Yunting with a joking face and clenched her pink fist.

"Why are you shouting so loudly? If you don't dare to face me, come and have dinner. Or do you want me to feed you later?"

Seeing that the teasing was almost over, Fu Yunting slightly raised his eyebrows and slowly returned to the restaurant with both hands and pockets.

Behind him, Xia Ling breathed heavily, stared at a man with light cloud and clear wind, and scolded him in his heart.

Annoying man, humiliating himself again!

On one side, Zhang's mother watched the bickering all the way, and couldn't close her mouth with laughter.

My young master is really a bully. Why do you like teasing young lady so much?

She hurried to the kitchen and brought out the stewed chicken soup.

On the table, Xia Ling picked up the rice and regarded Fu Yunting as an invisible person.

When angry, only food can remove depression.

Xia Ling picked the dishes she liked and ate happily.

Today, the dishes cooked by Zhang Ma seemed to be very fragrant. Xia Ling held up her chopsticks and once again clamped a piece of plain assorted food in front of her. Unexpectedly, another pair of chopsticks also came over at the same time.

Xia Ling lifted her eyes and touched Fu Yunting's black eyes.

The four eyes are opposite, arousing fire.

Xia Ling was angry. She put aside Fu Yunting's chopsticks with chopsticks and put the dishes in her bowl.

Fu Yunting: "

Is she against herself?