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 I got off the plane, snow fluttered in the sky.

Huo Ci drove.

Nangong Lengyu leaned on the co-pilot and fell asleep.

When Huo Ci saw her asleep, he was afraid that she would catch a cold, so he adjusted the temperature in the car to the highest level. Still afraid of her being cold, he parked the car on the side of the road, took off his coat and covered her.

The master of the stick in the back whispered: "You are so kind to your girlfriend."

Huo Ci looked at him coldly.

Fuck, are you lame?This old man, with dim eyes and a girlfriend, when did Xiao Bailian become a woman?

Master Shencun still saves face for paying for his own benefactor, and continues: "Young man, as someone who comes here, I advise you, do not do anything you do, and you must let her know that women sometimes do. , I only believe what I see."

Huo Ci didn't bother to pay attention to him, what kind of look was that, men and women could be wrong, and he didn't expect him to be able to see Dongfang Chu's doctor. He was just so confused and could see what kind of illness.

Master Shencun taught him his life experience: "Don't face her fiercely, you have to treat her as if you are outwardly and outwardly, so she can know that you are good."

This young man, no matter what he did along the way, was always fierce towards other girls. With his attitude, even if he knew he was kind, he couldn't like it. His temper was too bad.

Huo Ci listened to him taking a bite of a little girl, and he didn't bother to correct his old confusion. From the corner of his eye, he glanced at the person who was sleeping next to him from time to time, with a deep expression in his eyes.

Fuck.

Xiaobailian's delicate skin and tender flesh, with red lips and white teeth, is no wonder the dim eyes and dim eyes mistake her for a woman.

On this day, the biggest snowfall in Beijing in decades.

Dongfang Chu's illness, the old man of the god stick that he invited had nothing to do. After applying the spell, he only said one sentence: Everyone has a fate and cannot be forced.

When Huo Ci sent the old man of God stick to the airport, Xue had already lost his calf.

Before leaving, the old man of the god stick called him, and looked at him earnestly and said: "Young man, life is impermanent, at the age of love, love should be vigorous, hold your eyes, don't wait until you lose it to regret."

Hearing his divine talk, Huo Ci paused, and when he looked back, the old man had disappeared into the crowd.

On this day, Dongfang Chu still failed to survive. Her life stayed at the best age of 20 forever.

Huo Ci accompanied Nangong Lengyu and watched her leave the world with his own eyes.

It was the first time that he knew that human life was so fragile and vulnerable, and life was so impermanent. It was a good person. After less than a few months of effort, it was gone.

He suddenly understood the meaning of the old man of the god stick. Maybe he shouldn't hesitate or hesitate. To like is to like. See your heart clearly. If you love someone, love is love, regardless of gender.

During the funeral of Dongfang Chu, Nangong Lengyu was always with her. As her best friend, she had to accompany her to the end of her life no matter what.

"Something to eat." Huo Ci squatted beside her and handed her a piece of chocolate.

Nangong Lengyu shook his head, didn't want to eat anything, and asked him, "Why don't you go back?"

Huo Ci looked at her red and swollen eyes and listened to her hoarse voice. He opened the lid of the thermos cup and handed it to her: "Then drink some water."

If he leaves and keeps the spirit for three days, this is only the first night, how can she be physically able to survive without eating or drinking.