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!With a death gaze, Huo Ci looked at Jun Shiyan: "Is it menopause?"

Jun Shiyan didn't expect that he would say such a sentence behind his back, so he was caught upright, and he calmly denied: "Nothing, father-in-law, you heard it wrong."

Huo Ci sneered and pointed at Ling Sheng: "Take care of your husband!"

"Yes, Dad, I'll take care of him." Ling Sheng almost didn't hold back his smile. He didn't expect her dad to let go of his bad words so easily. It was quite surprising.

Nangong Lengyu was right behind Huo Ci, and when he didn't get there, he said anxiously: "Shengsheng, what's the matter with Ji Xing, Yanyan?"

She heard Xiaoyu say that Yanyan had called Shengsheng away, and she looked wrong. On the way over, she knew that Shengsheng had called Jun San together.

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw Ji Xing standing at the door of the bedroom on the second floor. The blood on her chest was very dazzling, and her heart hung up when she saw her, and her voice became quiet.

"It's okay." Jun Shiyan reassured her and gave up her position.

Nangong Lengyu sat next to Ling Sheng, quietly pointed to Ji Xing behind, lowered his voice, anxiously: "It's okay? It's okay if it's all like that? Then you two tell me, what's the matter?"

What's going on with these children? It's still okay with such a severe injury. Is it because everyone is dead?Why are all hearts so big!

"Mom, don't worry about the two of them." Ling Sheng patted her hand comfortably, and comforted: "Ji Xing's little injury is just a skin injury. It's nothing serious."

Nangong Lengyu glanced again, and the shirt on his chest was dyed red. It seemed that it was hurting the position of his heart, and it was also a little hurt: "You used to stop the bleeding first. It's not a way to just let the wound go. "

Ji Xing didn't know how long he was hurt, and if the blood shed, people would definitely not be able to bear it.

"Mom, this is a bitter trick. Yanyan will come out in a while. Don't worry." Ling Sheng heard the sound of opening the door as soon as he finished speaking.

Song Yiyan looked at Ji Xing coldly: "What are you doing in a daze, get in!"

Ji Xing's eyes were filled with joy, his dying eyes lit up the flames of hope, and he watched her turn around and followed in.

Song Yiyan didn't speak, and didn't know where to get the first aid kit. She buckled his shoulder and pressed him on the sofa, warning coldly: "Don't move."

Ji Xing’s lips smiled, knowing she was reluctant. She has always been hard-hearted, and she likes not to hit the south wall and not look back when things happen. Once she figured it out, she won’t be horny.

Since she had let him in, she didn't say anything, but she had already figured it out in her heart, and forgive him.

Song Yiyan angrily took off his clothes directly, holding him down and letting him half-lie on the sofa in order to deal with the wound more smoothly.

Ji Xing raised her eyebrows slightly, and she could see the woman's cold face, her cheeks became red from anger, and her ears were tender and pink.

Song Yiyan half-kneeled on the sofa, and after feeling the man's blazing gaze, she glared at him fiercely: "What are you looking at? Haven't you seen it?"

Ji Xing's voice was slightly hoarse, but it became more sexy: "I'm sorry, it won't be anymore."

It was the first time, the last time, and the only time.

Song Yiyan gritted her teeth viciously: "If you dare to deceive me with this kind of thing in the future, it won't be here that hurts me."

Following her voice, her hand pressed his wound mercilessly, and Leng Sen's gaze shifted to his lower body, full of dangerous warnings.

Ji Xing took a breath, only to feel cold somewhere, his lips curled up slightly, and he didn't have a temper with a smile: "Okay."

Song Yiyan looked at the wound on his chest and aimed it at the position of the heart, and her voice was faint: "If Shengsheng can't stop it, will you really dig out your heart for me?"

Ji Xing had a serious look and made a loud voice: "Don't doubt my intentions. I didn't collude with Ling Sheng. This heart can be dug out for you now."

"You're really good, you." Song Yiyan looked at the wound, her heart hurting.

Ji Xing stared into her eyes: "You will stop me, right?"

Song Yiyan wanted to avoid his sight, but was unavoidable. Thinking of what happened just now, her heart trembled and her voice was dull: "I don't have that ability, I can't stop it."

If he really made up his mind to dig out the heart, with his skill, she couldn't stop it, she didn't have Ling Sheng's ability to change matter, nor Jun Shiyan's mind control skills.

Ji Xing was silent for a moment, seeming to be in an instant, relieved, his thin lips lightly opened, and smiled: "You now have family, friends, and babies. I'm very relieved."

Now, even without him, she will live very well. Unlike in that world, all the instability and hidden dangers that threaten her life are resolved, and she will live happily and happily.

"What about you?" Song Yiyan felt that for a moment, her heart hurt to a little suffocation, her eyes were sore and uncomfortable, she looked at him: "Ji Xing, what about you?"

"I'm not all of you anymore. Even if I'm not here, you will live well." Ji Xing's slender fingers gently covered her cheeks, smiling: "You are now very good. ."

He felt that what he wanted was her.

But why did she become what he imagined, and what was going on with the jealous anger that rushed out of his heart?

"You lied." Song Yiyan pointed to his heart: "Ji Xing, don't show you how great you are in front of me, and you are so good for me. Would you like to ask him?"

This damn man, with a selfless appearance, God knows what he said in his mouth, he must not think so in his heart, he is a selfish, possessive dog man.

He said she believed that she could die for her. He said she was relieved after he died, she didn't believe it!

"I don't want to!" Ji Xing approached suddenly, clasping her shoulders, calm eyes, with a crazy hot possessiveness: "Song Yiyan, I don't want to, even if I die, I want to die with you. , If I die first, I don't want you to live well, live happily, I want you to die with me!"

He knows that after all, he is not such a generous person, how could he be such a tolerant and selfless person, he is a selfish and domineering man, wishing she was complete from head to toe, even a strand of hair on her head Belongs to him!

"Look, this is the real you." Song Yiyan suddenly smiled, and her slender fingers hooked the man's chin: "You are a demon, not suitable for pretending to be an angel."