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 the door bell rang, Xiao Qi jumped happily and ran out to open the door.

Huo Ci grabbed the little guy's back collar and pointed to the direction of the sofa to scare the child: "Lie down well. If you are sick, you should be sick. If you don't perform well, your grandmother knows that you pretend to be sick. She, if she doesn't spank you, she will ignore you in the future."

Xiao Qi's eyes dimmed, and she turned obediently and ran to lie on the sofa. She also covered the blanket prepared by her grandpa, but in her heart she was expecting grandma to come over, thinking of what she should be like when she was sick, and closed Closed eyes.

"How is it? Did you go to the hospital? What did the doctor say? What kind of disease is it?" Nangong Lengyu asked a lot of questions worriedly.

After she hung up the phone, she didn’t even ask what the baby’s illness was, but asked her to call Huo Ci to ask him again, but she didn’t want to call him. Anyway, she was going to see the baby soon, and she would know when she arrived. Those who were not in a hurry for the meeting did not call.

"Low-grade fever, I have taken the medicine, and the fever should have gone down." Huo Ci watched the woman hurried in, wondering if she hadn't rested well, her dark circles under her eyes were heavy, and her cheeks were much thinner than when we last met. , He looked a little bit inexplicably distressed.

"Grandma." Xiao Qi opened her eyes when she heard the voice, lying on the sofa and smiling at her.

Nangong Lengyu glanced at the baby’s spirit and found that it was okay. In the past, he worriedly pressed his forehead to test the temperature, only to breathe a sigh of relief, as if it was not burning, but: "Huo Ci, go and give the thermometer I'll take it."

You still have to measure the temperature before you can rest assured, after all, the measurement of the human body is inaccurate.

"Grandma, where did you go?" Xiao Qi hugged her grandma, relyingly nudged her in her arms, her immature little voice sounded like a hoarse that had just woke up: "Xiao Qi missed you."

Grandpa missed grandma too, otherwise he wouldn't let him call grandma over.

"Grandma wants Xiaoqi too." Nangong Lengyu is not a last resort and will never find Huo Ci. Who knows the week she went abroad, let alone Sheng Sheng, even the second elder of the Huo family was not at home, just left. Next Huo Ci looked at the baby grandson alone.

If the second elder is at home, she can still talk about it every day and talk to Xiaoqibao on video.

If Huo Ci was there, even if she missed it again, she didn’t want to use his phone to talk to Xiaoqi. She had no choice but to find him in the last paternity test. After all, he is Sheng Sheng’s biological father, so old. You can only discuss with him.

Huo Ci listened to the grandfather and grandson exchanging thoughts, raised eyebrows slightly, and casually threw the thermometer on the sofa, sat down on the side, put his legs on the coffee table, and then played the game.

When Nangong Lengyu saw him like this, he didn’t get angry. If possible, I really wanted to kick him. The child had a fever and became sick, and he was still in the mood to play games. How could she give Xiaoqi to Xiao Qi with confidence? People like him.

When Xiao Qi spoke, her face was red from the tip of her ears.

Nangong Lengyu was worried and anxious in her heart, only when he was sick, and the baby in her heart had always been a good child who was obedient and sensible, and did not expect to lie.

Xiao Qi didn't dare to talk anymore, for fear that grandma would know that he had lied. Little heart kept beating. From time to time, she quietly glanced at her grandpa who was sitting next to him playing games, and was even more worried.

Nangong Lengyu took out the computer to work next to him when he saw that the baby was okay. The little guy didn't want to go back to the house to sleep. The child was sick and couldn't sleep, so he let him sit on the sofa and watch cartoons.

Xiao Qi was obediently drawing on the sofa holding the oil pastel. She quietly glanced at Grandpa, and saw Grandpa staring at the black cell phone screen. She was afraid of interrupting her work, so she reminded him quietly, "Grandpa, Your phone is not on."

When Huo Ci heard the little guy’s words, he came back to his senses. The phone was slightly slanted, and the blackened screen reflected a picture of a woman working hard not far away. It might be cold, and she took a piece of it. The coat is draped on him, I don't know if he is too devoted to work and didn't see clearly, it is his coat.

"Hush!" Huo Ci hissed quietly, making Xiao Qi quieter, her eyes softened a little bit, the living room was very quiet, and she could clearly hear the sound of her fingers tapping the keyboard, sighing from time to time, and even I can hear her breath.

The tip of her nose was filled with a seemingly non-existent scent. She never used perfume. The scent was very light and charming. At this moment, he felt a sense of going back in time in a trance.

Xiao Qi is obedient, but he still touched his stomach and leaned in to whisper: "Grandpa, Xiao Qi is hungry."

When Huo Ci took the stinky boy away from the house, she found her frown. It seemed that she had encountered some problem. She wanted to interrupt and ask, but was afraid that she would turn her face and took Xiao Qi to the balcony to pick vegetables.

"Grandpa, do you know how to cook?" Xiao Qi picked a few big red tomatoes, and ran over with her short legs and put them in the basket, a little suspicious of grandpa's cooking skills, or call grandma!

"Tomato and egg noodles." Huo Ci looked at the little guy: "Just say you want to eat or not?"

Xiao Qi was busy nodding his little head: "I eat all the Xiao Qi made by Grandpa. Grandpa's cooking skills are the best in the world."

Huo Ci cursed a flatterer, but the corners of his lips smiled happily. He picked a few cucumbers, a handful of greens, two bitter melons, and finally more than ten strawberries. Washed the strawberries first and handed them to Xiao Qi, pointing to the person in the living room: "Send it to your grandma."

Xiao Qi nodded her little head, stepped her short legs and put the strawberries on the table. She didn't dare to disturb her. Without saying anything, she ran back to the kitchen to help Grandpa cook.

Nangong Lengyu sometimes enters a state of selflessness when she starts to work. When she closes the computer, she realizes that she is not in the office but at Huo Ci’s house. He glanced aside and suddenly stood up. With a nervous cry, Xiao Qi just reached his throat, and saw two busy figures in the kitchen, one large and one small, with a faint scent permeating the tip of his nose, the smell of tomatoes and eggs.

I don’t know why, at this moment, all her prejudices about Huo Ci were suddenly put down. Looking at the figure of that person, what appeared before her was the scene of him jumping in the kitchen hurriedly when he was young. .

Old things came to my mind, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly. Maybe the atmosphere is too peaceful now, or maybe Huo Ci didn’t lose his temper and didn’t look for anything. Looking at him, he felt a lot pleasing to his eyes. .