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 Luo Xin heard this sentence from her son, jealousy spread like weeds in her heart. The two words of her son made her feel like a throat. He smiled at her and nodded: "Miss Ling, then go slowly."

Ling Sheng didn't look back, and walked forward firmly step by step. He clearly heard the steward Gu ask Luo Xin to go in and laughed at himself.

She is in his heart now, is she really disgusting him so much, not hesitating to let him lie, and even not even wanting to see her?

**

When Ling Sheng came home, he just entered the house and saw the handsome men and beautiful women on the balcony diagonally opposite.

Nangong Lengyu was nestled in a hanging chair with a computer on his lap. He was working hard. From the side angle, a few rays of sunlight came in, and his beautiful cheeks were lazy and comfortable.

Sitting next to him was Huo Ci, with Erlang's legs tilted, holding the script in his hand, occasionally turning over two pages, turning his head from time to time to look at the woman next to him, and feeding her a piece of fruit.

Ling Sheng watched the warm and harmonious scene in front of him, the lemons are gone, gosh, look at her, you don't need to eat every day, and the dog food sprinkled by her parents can be fed.

The two people on the balcony who were indulging in affection did not realize that their daughter had returned until they smelled the delicious food.

Nangong Lengyu looked at Huo Ci: "When did Shengsheng come back?"

Huo Ci shook his head and glanced contemptuously in the direction of the kitchen: "I don't know."

Smelly girl, I go to find a man every day, look at her and go out, can't afford to let go of the things that can't be forgotten, and say that I don't want the bastard of the third child, and I go to other people every day.

Her virtue makes her angry when she looks at him, if it's not for fear of teaching her to make her daughter-in-law angry, and see if he doesn't tidy up her.

"Who are you staring at, didn't Sheng Sheng go to Xiaoqi?" Nangong Lengyu spoke to her daughter. He glanced at him angrily, and when he saw him handing over another strawberry, he said with disgust, "Don't eat it."

Huo Ci dangled a strawberry on her lips, smiling and coaxing: "Just take a bite, the tip on this one is the sweetest and most delicious."

Nangong Lengyu opened his mouth, took a small bite, watched the man happily eat the remaining strawberries in one bite, and sighed. Isn't it childish?

Ling Sheng came out with a bowl of noodles and looked at the two people in the kitchen: "Mom, I cooked the noodles by hand. There is still in the pot. If you two are hungry, eat some!"

Huo Ci reached out and erased a little bit of strawberry dregs from Nangong Lengyu's mouth, and asked her warmly: "Eat it?"

Nangong Lengyu nodded, of course I ate it. My daughter's culinary skills are delicious, no matter what she does.

But since she came back, she went out every day, went out early in the morning, and only came back in the evening, asking her what she was going to do and saying that she was going to meet friends. In fact, she went to find Ayan and Xiaoqi.

But Ayanna bastard, she didn't remember anything and didn't say anything. Now she still dislikes her, every time she touches her nose and turns back.

Huo Ci filled the meal, brought it out, looked at the stinky girl who sucked the noodles, and snorted very uncomfortably: "The third son of Jun is a human, and your mother and I are not human, right? Look at you Give them food and see what you give us!"

Nangong Leng Yu glanced at him: Who is not an individual, you are not an individual!

Ling Sheng was in a bad mood. He breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't dare to say it when he said: "I don't eat the same thing myself, and I didn't eat alone without you."

Nangong Lengyu looked at Huo Ci: "You can leave without eating."

The daughter was very upset at first, but he still followed the chaos. Although she was telling the truth, she watched her daughter busy and woke up early, buying food and cooking, and her heart was sour, but More still distressed.

Huo Ci stopped talking, and put a bowl of noodles in front of her, and exhorted: "No chili oil."

Nangong Lengyu smiled and nodded, then carefully glanced at the daughter who was picking up noodles and was eating deliciously, and asked her, "Did you see Ayan?"

What is Ayan's status? In the imperial capital, in China, if he doesn't want to see anyone, even if you go to the door every day, you won't see it.

She and Huo Ci had nothing to do with this matter. If they were to blame, they could only blame the power for harming others. If A Yan was an ordinary person, everything would be easy to say.

"No." Ling Sheng replied seemingly unintentionally, paused for a moment, and then said: "I didn't go looking for him, but Xiao Qi, and Xiao Qi ate all the food delivered."

Hearing this, Huo Ci finally felt better. He was afraid that this worthless thing would go to Baba to please the bastard of Jun Lao San, and he would have no objection if it was given to the stinky boy.

"Dad, do you have a job?" Ling Sheng ate and suddenly looked up at Huo Ci.

Huo Ci glanced at her sideways, disgusted: "Why, I started to want to find a job, so I don't want to find a man?"

Ling Sheng grinned: "Dad, looking at what you said, I look down on me too much. Is there only a man in my life? Why is it important for a stinky man to make money."

Seeing that she finally figured it out, Huo Ci was relieved and felt relieved a lot. Seeing her performance in the past two days, she looked as though she had been tortured by love to the point of being exhausted and half-dead, and she looked a little bit like his daughter.

There are scripts, and there are a lot of them. Huo Ci asked Zuo Ming to get them from the company. Let her choose whatever she wants to shoot. It's that wayward if she has resources, backers, and a good father.

Ling Sheng watched it for a long time, and finally chose a script "Boogie".

After reading the summary, Huo Ci said with an angry face and pointed at her irritably: "Ling Sheng, did you wear it back and your brain was broken? This is a danmei drama that has been changed by demons. You are not afraid of being the heroine. I was scolded by fans as a sieve!"

Ling Sheng looked at him with innocent and simple eyes, and said weakly: "I don't play the heroine, I want to be Tang Song's sister."

This script was adapted from a popular online Danmei novel, but it was difficult to pass the review. The screenwriter changed the script and added a heroine in the middle.

It is foreseeable that if it is filmed, it will definitely be scolded by the original party to doubt life.

Whoever dares to take this play and act as the heroine is definitely a personal thing.

Nangong Lengyu pulled down Huo's words and asked him to calm down. He took his cell phone and pointed it to him. The two male protagonists, Ji Fanchen, and Cheng Ye just found out.

When Huo Ci saw the two names, he frowned, but he didn't feel so angry. He just made sense to her: "Sister of Tang Song, she's only the third and fourth female. You are the number one shot in this space. This drama, I want you to act as the heroine, and it's an instant hit, you think about what you want."

Ling Sheng looked at her father very firmly, and said loudly, "Dad, what I want is a friend."

**

Gu’s house is a garden-style building with a very good environment, but Jun Shiyan doesn’t like that the house is lit everywhere. At night, the lights are completely off, leaving only a few street lamps on the side of the road.

The shadows of the trees in the whole house were dark, and only the whistling of the north wind could be heard quietly, which always felt a bit deep and scary.

It was already eleven o'clock in the evening.

An Yan watched the man come back, bent over slightly, and said respectfully: "San Ye."

Jun Shiyan lowered his voice and looked in the direction of his son's bedroom: "Ah Qi is asleep?"

An Yan: "It's been quiet a long time ago. When I watched it half an hour ago, I had fallen asleep and had dinner. There was no trouble, no crying, and no abnormal behavior."

Jun Shiyan nodded with satisfaction. It seems that he was doing the right thing. A child is a child. How much memory can he have? Over time, he will forget everything. After a while, make sure he doesn't remember any mommy. Grandpa out.

An Yan stood aside, watched the man gently push the door in, and sighed in her heart. Anyway, San Ye, the father, did a very qualified job and loved the young master.

But the family has hard-to-read sutras. The sudden changes to the young master, the sudden appearance of the biological mother with the young master, disrupted the originally peaceful home, and also disrupted the heart of the third master. The third master was afraid. Anxious to protect the young master, he made such a somewhat extreme choice.

Jun Shiyan entered the bedroom, it was dark, and even the small night light that had been turned on on weekdays was turned off. My son was afraid of the dark. When he went to bed, he always had to turn on a small light to sleep at ease.

On the bed, a small ball of bulging in the quilt looked like someone inside, but the big open windows and the gusts of cold wind blowing in clearly told him the quiet and cold space without any popularity. , There is no one in the quilt.

Jun Shiyan yelled coldly: "An Yan, where are the Aqi people?"

An Yan rushed in, and was blown by a cold wind, and instantly felt bad. He opened the quilt and saw that there was no one on the bed, and a cold sweat came out: "I have been guarding at the door. The young master is in the room and has never left."

Jun Shiyan had already walked to the window, looked down the window, pulled up a rope on the window sill, his eyes were dark and dangerous.

"San Ye, I will arrange someone to find the young master right away." An Yan knew that she was wrong, and her scalp tightened as she looked at the man in a furious suit standing at the window.

The young master, he used that rope to flee from the second floor!

He has always regarded the young master as a child, but he has never thought that even if he is a child, he is a normal child, he is the child of the third master!