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!Yu Bai guarded at the gate and looked at Yan Yuanfei who came out with his suitcase. It was already certain that the husband fell in love with the girl at first sight.

He has been with his husband for more than ten years. No matter who he is, he is a gentleman and polite, but it is the first time he is so proactive with a girl.

Sir, I figured it out, are you ready to fall in love?

Yan Yuanfei lives next door, there is only a wall between the two.

The villa has three floors above and below, with a front yard, a backyard, a swimming pool, a flower garden and an orchard. It covers a large area. It is a villa, but a small manor is more appropriate.

Yan Yuanfei didn't ask her why she was here. He only asked Yu Bai to help clean up the guest room, turn on the heating, and bring new bedding.

He is not accustomed to using servants. The cleaning work here is called part-time workers, as are the meals. The chef will leave after he comes over to make the meals.

But he usually doesn't eat at home, and he rarely calls people.

Wen Ruoshui cleaned up briefly, and took out the pajamas from the suitcase. Anyway, she will leave early tomorrow morning, and one day is enough for her to clean up the house.

Yan Yuanfei knocked on her door: "Miss Wen, what else do you lack, I will let Yu Bai buy it."

Wen Ruoshui opened the door and looked at the man standing in front of him. No matter what time he was, he was always polite and elegant, a graceful gentleman, and he felt very reliable and assured: "I don't lack anything."

Yan Yuanfei: "Then are you hungry now? Would you like to have some supper?"

Wen Ruoshui politely refused: "I'm not hungry, thank you."

Yan Yuanfei is rather regretful: "I just made scallion noodles. Since Miss Wen is not hungry, rest early."

In the air, the fragrance of scallion noodles came.

Wen Ruoshui's stomach groaned twice.

There was a warm smile in Yan Yuanfei's voice: "Ms. Wen's belly is saying that she is hungry. If you don't mind, you can have a meal with me."

Wen Ruoshui's calm expression changed for the first time, and he was a little bit more embarrassed, and his heart was warm as he watched the man turn around.

He is really a gentleman and a man who knows how to respect people.

Yan Yuanfei brought out two bowls of noodles and looked at her naturally and said, "What are you doing in a daze? Go get two pairs of chopsticks in the kitchen."

Wen Ruoshui was still a little nervous, because he didn't say a word, he suddenly relaxed, ran to the kitchen, took two pairs of chopsticks, and brought out two bowls of noodle soup.

Yu Bai went out to help buy towels, toothbrushes, cups and other toiletries. When he came back, he saw a man and woman in the living room, sitting on the sofa, eating noodles and watching TV.

Although the two did not speak, the whole picture looked very warm, as if they were a very loving couple who had known each other for a long time.

It's amazing, obviously I just met someone who hasn't met for two days.

After eating, Wen Ruoshui would go to the kitchen to wash the dishes with the dishes. She had eaten other people's food, and she still had to do this little chore.

"I'm coming!" Yan Yuanfei smiled, looking at the girl's tender as white hands, how willing to let her wash the dishes: "Miss Wen's hands are used to save the dead and heal the wounded."

Wen Ruoshui is embarrassed. He has a short mouth and hurriedly picked up the dishes and washed them: "It's okay for me, I also wash the dishes often."

Yan Yuanfei watched her pour the dishwashing liquid, and immediately poured half of the bowl, with a smile on the corners of her lips, and took the bowl in her hand with her big hands, and said in a deep voice: "I can't let the guests do the washing up."

Next to the sink, there was a palm-sized floor, and the two stood close together.

Wen Ruoshui could clearly smell the faint ebony scent on the man's body, and his heartbeat started to accelerate uncontrollably for a while, neither standing nor retreating.

Yan Yuan was not out of the corner of his eyes. He clearly saw the little girl next to her. Her white and tender face was a little blush, and even her earlobes were stained with a light pink, which was lovely and tight.

In the end, Wen Ruoshui couldn't hold on anymore, and the moment he retreated, he coughed: "Then trouble Mr. Yan, I will go back to rest first."

"Rest early." Yan Yuanfei nodded, and when she went out, she turned to ask her: "Does Miss Wen like Chinese or Western breakfast?"

Wen Ruoshui staggered, and the man's mellow and intoxicating voice was so soft that the legs were softened, and the voice was a bit quieter: "I will leave tomorrow morning, so I don't need to trouble Mr. Yan."

Yan Yuanfei looked at the girl's flustered footsteps, then glanced at the half bowl of dishwashing liquid in the bowl, and couldn't help but smiled. A little liar, a person who washes dishes frequently, how could he pour half a bowl of detergent all at once .

Wen Ruoshui ran all the way to the house, sat on the bed, touched her pounding heart, and her face was a little scary. What happened to her?

Why would she have such a strange feeling just looking at him and listening to him?

Dongfang Chu called again: "Shuishui, are you home? Why don't you call me."

Wen Ruoshui: "Here, I'm going to sleep, don't worry, I just packed my things and forgot to call you."

Dongfang Chu: "Okay, then you also have to rest early, I will go over tomorrow to help you clean up!"

Wen Ruoshui: "I will find auntie hourly worker tomorrow, and you will come and live when I am ready."

She just hung up the phone, and the door was knocked again.

Yan Yuanfei stood at the door, holding a glass of milk in his hand, looking at her and said: "Drink a cup of hot milk before going to sleep!"

Wen Ruoshui took the milk: "Thank you Mr. Yan."

Yan Yuanfei: "You don't need to be so strange to me. Our family is also a family friend. You can call my brother or my name directly."

Calling elder brother, Wen Ruoshui can't yell, and she is not a familiar temper, and she can't yell her name. She is the most comfortable shouting Mr. Yan, just smiling and not talking.

Yan Yuanfei knew that she might be shy, so she was embarrassed to shout, and didn't mention it again.

Wen Ruoshui was holding the milk, across the cup, and the hot temperature made her heart warm up a little bit, but she did not expect that after she came back.

The first one to make her feel at ease and warm will be a man who has just known each other for two days.

Wen Ruoshui left early the next morning. He didn't eat breakfast. He dragged his suitcase and returned to his home. He found that someone was already cleaning at home. He asked the cleaners and knew that Yan Yuanfei called for help.

She glanced at the direction next door, if someone else did so many things for her, she would feel that the person was nothing to do with courtesy, and it must be a crime.

But if he came to do it, she would feel that this sentence was used on him, and it was an insult to him.