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!"Miss Song, do you guess?" Ji Xing's lips smiled, and the curvature of the thin lips was charming and charming: "Otherwise, how about we try?"

"Okay!" Song Yiyan hooked his tie and pulled forward, not to be outdone.

The two of them were in the car, or in the car going home, with the driver in front of them, so naturally they didn't dare to make any excessive behaviors, they just clicked.

Song Yiyan looked at him: "Aren't you going to explain? The top master?"

Ji Xing let out a low cough, only treating those comments as a joke, and would not be familiar with that kind of people: "Except for this, they are all right. I am the little boy you raised."

"When have you been so generous?" Song Yiyan curled her lips.

He is not such a talkative person. On the contrary, he is very careful and terrible. If anyone says something ill of him, he can get people to death.

"I have always been very generous." Ji Xing confiscated her mobile phone, and immediately looked all the way, his eyes couldn't bear it.

Song Yiyan finally had enough toss and was a little tired. She was lying on his lap, still playing with his hands dishonestly. Thinking of the next wedding, she still had a not very real feeling: "We really want to Married?"

Ji Xing patted her abdomen lightly: "Boy damn, what else do you want? Go to your grandpa to protest? Do you see if your grandpa will agree."

The days are set, the invitations are sent out, and friends and relatives know, she can't escape if she wants to escape now, and he won't allow her to escape.

"But I don't even think of it now." Song Yiyan sighed and looked at him seriously: "You haven't recovered your memory. I think we are incomplete like this."

"The memory will be remembered." Ji Xing possessed and dropped a light kiss on her forehead: "Your memory is yours. Sooner or later, you will remember it, maybe when you get married, you will remember it."

Song Yiyan never doubted her feelings for Ji Xing, never questioned her, but as the love grew deeper, the more she cared, the more she wanted to know what happened to her and him.

This bastard, she had every reason to suspect that he had recovered his memory a long time ago, but he was so stiff that he would have recovered if he refused to admit that, no matter what method she used, she couldn't make out his words.

"You touched your conscience and told me." Song Yiyan put his hand on her heart: "You never recovered your memory."

Ji Xing did not hesitate: "I haven't recovered."

He has already thought that even if she recovers her memory, he will pretend to have amnesia, otherwise she will not have to make trouble with him for the things he did before.

"You must have done something sorry for me before." Song Yiyan was sure, pinched his hand and gritted his teeth viciously: "You can pretend to be you, I see when you can pretend to be."

If he were not for a guilty conscience, would he conceal the matter of recovering his memory?

Ji Xing raised his hand and swears: "I swear by my personality here, I have never done anything to be sorry for you, whether it was before, now, or in the future, never."

"Your personality is worthless." Song Yiyan glanced at him contemptuously: "Even if you didn't do things that I was sorry for, you must have done things that I was afraid of knowing. Wait for me to recover my memory!"

Needless to say, he probably didn't want to say it either. When her own memory was restored, she would know what he did that needed to be kept from her.

Here, the car has entered the compound.

It was ten o'clock in the evening, and the courtyard was very quiet. When you reached the entrance of the Song's small courtyard, you could vaguely hear the conversation and laughter in the courtyard.

Song Yiyan was so sleepy that she had fallen asleep in Ji Xing's arms a long time ago. She woke up when she got out of the car by him. Seeing the bright and colorful door, her sleepiness disappeared immediately.

At the gate of Song's house, there were two big red lanterns with the big Chinese characters written on them, and there were also smaller red lanterns beside the courtyard wall.

The trees on both sides of the road at the entrance of the yard were covered with red colored lights all the way to the end, which looked beaming and especially felt.

Song Yiyan whispered: "This is too exaggerated."

Song Chen, Song Heng and their brothers were waiting in the yard for Song Yiyan and their young couple to go home, playing chess.

Song Chen’s voice was from Song Chen, and he regretted the game again. He was about to lose. Hearing the sound of the car stopping at the door, he immediately destroyed the chessboard and said he would go out and pick up people.

"What an exaggeration!" Song Heng said with a smile when he heard what she said, "Grandpa originally wanted to make the entire compound light up. My dad persuaded him for a long time."

Among the grandchildren's children, the first to get married, the grandfather attaches great importance to it, and can't wait to let the whole country put on lights and firecrackers to celebrate.

He didn't expect that the first person to get married would be Yanyan.

"What happened to Zhang Dengjiecai? They didn't spend their money." Song Chen was still a little bit brooding about this matter.

The trees in the compound are all decorated with colorful lights, so beautiful and festive!

"Grandpa is right." Song Yiyan was lazy, she didn't have any image burden in front of her family, and Wo Jixing didn't even touch the ground.

Song Chen's smiling face turned into a flower, and he took a closer look at her: "I'm tired of filming during this time!"

When he first started filming, he would go to see her every other time and give her some delicious supplements. Later, the girl was reluctant to let him pass, saying that it would delay her filming progress.

He hasn't seen a real person for more than two months. What can I watch in the video?Seeing nothing, face to face is best.

"Not tired." In order to prove her words, Song Yiyan jumped out of Ji Xing's arms and squeezed her chin: "You see, I have eaten my double chin."

Song Chen nodded very satisfied, and gave Ji Xing a look approvingly. It was not bad. It was right to let him follow Yanyan and look at her.

Qiao Yuan and the others are all at home. After all, it's less than a week since the wedding. They all moved here, and they all came out soon.

Song Yiyan felt helpless, and watched as all the children came out to greet them: "Mom, what are you all doing? We are still guests?"

"What can I do." Qiao Yuan gave her a look, walked forward to hold her hand, and looked at her: "I don't want to see you yet."

Song Yiyan said that, bubbling in her heart warmly, and smiled and said: "I'm fine, can I still run? I have gained ten pounds recently, don't look at me."

Qiao Yuan looked very satisfied, she was not thin and her face was good.

Song Shu's wife Ye Lingyu also followed: "It's cold outside, go back to the house, don't talk here."

A big family, hugged before and after, it is very lively.