Transmigrating: I Married the Male Protagonist’s Uncle

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, after the fastest update of the book, I married the protagonist and his uncle's latest chapter!When San Ye was there, she never had to do it herself when she ate things with belt shells.

Thinking about it, it became even more uncomfortable, and tears almost flowed down.

Since when did she get used to having him by her side?

Even though he was working, she read the script, the two did not disturb each other, and the surroundings were quiet, she could clearly feel his presence, and her heart was full and warm.

But when he was away, he suddenly felt that even the room had become inexplicably empty and inexplicably deserted.

Ling Sheng didn't know when he fell asleep, nor did he finish eating the crayfish. He curled up and lay down on the sofa where he was sleeping, and fell asleep in a daze.

until.

"How to sleep on the sofa." A low and sexy voice rang in his ears.

Ling Sheng opened his eyes and saw the man's face close in front of him. Even with the cold mask, her heart was hot. Suddenly she was aggrieved, biting her lip and looking at him, her eyes were misty. The voice was dumb: "San Ye."

Jun Shiyan had never seen her look so weak and aggrieved. Seeing the little girl about to cry, his heart was pulled up: "What's the matter? Who is bullying you?"

He had an important meeting today and he had to be there in person. He worried that the little girl at home would not eat and sleep well, and he flew back right after the meeting.

He was fortunate now, but fortunately he rushed back.

Ling Sheng listened to the man’s voice, shook his head, and suddenly reached out and touched his mask. The next one almost took it off, his hand stopped suddenly, and he asked him earnestly: "San Ye, do you mind being alone? Past?"

Suddenly... timid.

She dare not.

He said that if he takes off his mask, he will be held accountable.

But her past is so unbearable, she still has a son.

She knew he would not care, but she hadn't figured out how to tell him all this.

"Don't mind." Jun Shiyan looked at the little girl in front of him seriously.

In front of him, she was always enthusiastic, cheerful and confident, as if her life consisted of only being positive and healthy, and no matter what happened, she always moved forward, like a burning little sun.

But now, in front of him, she revealed her weakness, hesitation, timidity, and lack of confidence.

He was very happy that she could open up to herself, but he felt very distressed.

"Thank you." Ling Sheng retracted his hand timidly, and suddenly didn't know what to say, it was different from what she thought.

She originally wanted to attack him, but he was so good that she felt that the behavior and thoughts she had taken for granted before were despicable and shameful.

"Did someone show you a face on the set? The director is fierce? The staff pushed you out?" Jun Shiyan's expression became serious, distressed.

"No, I may just..." Ling Sheng shook his head, finally showing a warm smile like a little sun, and after a pause, he said, "I miss you."

Jun Shiyan was taken aback, and immediately ecstatic. Before he could react, she felt that her arms were empty. The little girl had jumped down and said loudly to him: "San Ye, good night."

He turned his head, the little girl had already shook her body and ran to the bed, hurriedly lifting the quilt, and wrapped herself into a cicada pupa, with a cheerful smile reaching the bottom of her eyes, her thin lips lightly opened, and a low smile: "Good night. "

The exhaustion that has been tossing all day, when she hears something she misses you, it instantly turns into sweetness, overflowing in my heart, full.