Transmigrating: I Married the Male Protagonist’s Uncle

Pen Fun Pavilion www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update after wearing the book, I married the male owner and his own uncle!    Snowflakes floated in the sky as we got off the plane.     Huo words drive. Nangong Cold Jade fell asleep on the co-pilot.     Huo Yu saw her asleep, afraid of her cold, adjusted the temperature in the car to the highest, or afraid of her cold, parked the car on the side of the road, took off her coat and covered her.     "You're really nice to your girlfriend," whispered the Master Club behind.”The word Huo looked past with a cold eye.     Shit, lame eyes, huh?The old man, the old man, his girlfriend, when did the white face become a girl?     The Master of the Divine Stick is still very honorable for paying his own gold master. He goes on: "Guy, as a passing man, I would advise you to do something, don't do it secretly, you must let her know that women sometimes believe only in what they see.”The word Huo is too lazy to ignore him. What kind of eyes is that? Both men and women can make a mistake. Nor can they expect him to give Oriental Chu medical attention. This old fool can see anything.     The Master of the Club taught him all about his life experience: "Don't look at her in the face, you must treat her well as she seemed, so she can know your good.”Whatever he does along the way, this young man is always mean to other girls. Even if he knows that he is kind, he can't like it. His temper stinks.     Huo Ling listened to him bite by bite of a little girl, but he was also too lazy to correct such old foolishness. The afterglow of the corner of his eyes, from time to time, he looked at the familiar person next to him, his fundus was deep.     Shit, little white face, soft flesh, red lips and white teeth, no wonder this old man mistook her for a woman.     On this day, it was the biggest snow in decades.     Oriental Chu's illness, the old man who invited the divine stick also had nothing to do. After applying the law, he only said one sentence: each person has a number, can not be forced.     By the time the word Huo sent the stick old man to the airport, the snow had not reached the calf.     Before the old man of the divine stick left, he shouted at him, and looked at him with great gravity: "Guy, life is volatile. The age of the love should be fierce, grasp the front, do not wait until it is lost before regretting.”Huo Ling listened to his divine words, paused, and by the time he looked back, the old man had disappeared into the sea.     On this day, Oriental Chu was still unable to survive. Her life was forever at the age of 20, the best age.     Huo accompanied Nangong Cold Jade and watched her leave the world.     For the first time, he knew the original person's life, so fragile to the point, life is so volatile, a good person, before and after a few months of merit, said no.     He suddenly understood the meaning of the old man, he should probably not hesitate, should not wander, like is like, see his heart clearly, love a person, love is love, has nothing to do with gender.     During Oriental Chu's funeral, Nangong Cold Jade always accompanied her. As her best friend, she had to complete her final journey with her no matter what.     “Eat something.”The word Huo squatted beside her and handed her a piece of chocolate.     Nangong Cold Jade shook his head and didn't want to eat anything. He asked him: "Why don't you go back?" Huo looked at her red and swollen eyes, listened to her hoarse voice, opened the lid of the thermos cup and handed it over to her: "Then drink some water.”If he walks away and guards the spirit for three days, this is the first night, how can she survive without eating or drinking?