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!"You are arguing." Ling Sheng looked at Song Yiyan, "Isn't this going to end here?"

"You are with them too, you unite to lie to me." Song Yiyan squinted Ling Sheng: "You all get out, I don't want to see anyone now."

Ling Sheng winked at Jun Shiyan and asked him to take Ji Xing away. She wanted to chat with Song Yiyan alone.

"Why are you still not leaving?" Song Yiyan has completely stabilized now.

What they said, she believed.

But she was furious. Without even asking her, she forcibly sent her to another world. How could he make his own claim without discussing it with her?

"Do you want to know what happened after that?" Ling Sheng looked at Song Yiyan seriously.

"I don't want to know, can I ask you to calm me down?" Song Yiyan didn't know if it was the reason for her pregnancy. Her brain was a little insufficient, and her speed was too slow, and she was like a mess, chaotic. It’s uncomfortable.

"When my husband and I received the news and rushed over, those decent people had already been kicked out." Ling Sheng shook her hand: "At that time, Ji Xing was already inhumane."

Song Yiyan frowned and did not speak.

Ling Sheng sighed. Thinking of Ji Xing's terrible look at that time, he felt chills in his heart: "In order to keep your two homes, he finally chose to blew himself up."

Blast is a supernatural person, the final choice, the choice to die with the enemy.

He didn't know what Ji Xing thought at the time, but he still hasn't figured it out. It's just a house. It's home where Song Yiyan is, right?

Why did he fight his life to guard that place?

According to Ji Xing's temper, he just runs away if he can't beat him. Of course, he runs after others most of the time, unless there are a few old immortals on the mainland who can run after him.

If it weren't for the last moment, she and her husband arrived in time, one saved his mind and the other forced his body, he would have died long ago.

Song Yiyan's body was a little stiff, her eyes were complicated, and her memory returned to before the day she was sent away.

Many, many days, many, many days, she remembered it clearly, like a movie, showing it in front of her eyes.

She knows why. She once told Ji Xing that there is her home. Unless she dies, she will never give up her home.

She also made him swear that he would not give up his home, just like he would not give up her, and love their home like her.

"He is now, every night of the full moon, he has to endure the pain of body division and combination." Ling Sheng felt that she had the right to know all this.

"I see." Song Yiyan's voice was low.

"Then I'm leaving, you have a good rest. I am not an outsider to say anything about the two of you." Ling Sheng knows that she can't listen to the truth: "What exactly you want, you should think it out. Just fine."

"Yeah." Song Yiyan finally calmed down completely, and she had to sort out the relationship between her and Ji Xing.

What does she want?

She has never wanted much, a person who loves her wholeheartedly, a warm home.

Ever since she was young, she wanted nothing more than that.

"That's right." Ling Sheng took a step back and looked at her and said, "Your current home is also selected by Ji Xing Qian Wan Xian."

Song Yiyan raised her eyes and glanced at her.

Ling Sheng shrugged: "You know if you compare it to me. Look at me, and follow my foster mother since I was a child. I didn't even know that something happened to Xiaoqi. Although your dad is hegemonic, he is not wrong. I love you, Ji Xing wants you to have a complete and happy home."

Moreover, when she was sent to this world, she was also concealed and unaware, but the person in her family didn't use the extreme means of saying that she was betrayed.

In the final analysis, is it because she is too soft-hearted, so she forgives him so easily, even if she is not like Song Yiyan, she should hang him for two days.

But she was reluctant to leave him alone, and finally saw him sad and sad, she would be sad and sad along with her, who let her be planted in his hands in this life!

Ling Sheng finished speaking and went out.

Song Yiyan sat on the balcony and looked up at the sky. It was blue like a wash, ethereal and clear. Even her mood improved a lot.

She thought for a long, long time, wondering where he was bad, not worthy of being kind to him, not worthy of entrusting her for life.

But after thinking about it round after round, thinking about breaking his head, it turned out that he was good to her, and I couldn't think of how he was bad to me.

At the door, Ji Xing leaned against the cold wall and looked up at the roof.

The chest injury was unwilling to be dealt with by others, and the shirt on his chest had been soaked with blood, blooming like a poppy in full bloom.

Ling Sheng tugged at Jun Shiyan, and whispered: "Let's take a look. He is bleeding so old and scary. Don't come in and see him in a while."

When she passed by, Ji Xing had already stabbed in, and she had only time to stop him from committing suicide on the spot. As for the wounds he caused before, she was not so divine.

After all, she was pregnant now, and she didn't know if it was the horrible thing in her belly that had left her with little mental energy.

Jun Shiyan looked at her with a dangerous expression in his eyes: "Are you so worried about him?"

Ling Sheng pinched him: "I'm afraid he is dead, my good sister will become a widow, and the child will become an orphan, what do you know."

Jun Shiyan's long and white fingers scraped off the bridge of her nose spoilingly: "Don't worry, his wife will come out soon. Instead of worrying about them, you should worry about me."

"What am I worried about you?" Ling Sheng glanced at him strangely, and leaned closer: "What do you want me to worry about you?"

"Your father's attitude towards me has become worse recently. Don't you need to worry about me being beaten to death by him?" Jun Shiyan has completely wiped out the rumors in the capital, but his father-in-law, Look at his nose, not nose, eyes, not eyes.

"I felt it too." Ling Sheng said seriously: "Did you mess with him again? But he won't kill you."

"No, I think your dad may be in menopause." After Jun Shiyan finished speaking, he continued: "He didn't dare to lose his temper to your mother, so he put his temper on me. When we go back, let's go. Hospital or pharmacy..."

His voice here has fallen.

Ling Sheng coughed loudly, looked in the direction of the door in horror, pinched the man next to him, and said in a loud voice, "Dad, why are you here?"