Transmigrating: I Married the Male Protagonist’s Uncle

Gu Shen's scalp tightened, cold sweat all over.

When he reached the elevator entrance, he could still see Ling Sheng squatting on the ground and talking to his third uncle with a smile, and there was another suspicion in his heart.

how is this possible!

Uncle San's eyesight is so high, how could he fall in love with a woman like Ling Sheng.

But this woman really knows how to pretend in front of Sanshu.

He must reveal her true face of her admiration for vanity and worshiping the golden girl, so that Sanshu can see that she must be close to him for money!

"Do you like it?" Ling Sheng asked him with a smile.

Jun Shiyan nodded, his thin lips lightly opened, and his voice was very magnetic: "I like it."

An Yan glanced at the tie and then at the smiling little girl in front of him.

San Ye is really used to her!

He has been with San Ye for decades, and he has never seen a woman.

From aristocratic daughters, ladies and ladies, to actresses and supermodels, net celebrities, mistresses, little loli, various looks and various personalities.

I don’t know how many people want to climb on his bed and become his woman, but he has never given a right eye.

He has secretly thought about whether the master does not like women, and co-authoring is a kind of color-making workshop?

From meeting her to the present, she has met five times in total, each time challenging the bottom line of her.

The last time he ate in the car, he didn't say anything. The victim went to the hospital and had his stomach lavage.

This time she was blatantly pretending to be a woman.

And he was very cooperative, as if he was enjoying it, and there was no sign of displeasure at all.

Said it is a lounge, but in fact it is a luxurious suite. The bedroom, living room, kitchen and bathroom are all complete.

Jun Shiyan watched the little girl put the smashed cake on the plate, holding a spoon to eat it sweetly, and rolling her apple: "So delicious?"

"It's delicious." Ling Sheng's head was like pounding garlic, turning his little head to look at him and smiling: "Do you want to taste it?"

The cake was bought for my son, and it was not easy to take it back if it was broken.

She doesn't have the habit of wasting food, so she can only eat it all by herself.

Jun Shiyan looked at the cream at the corner of her mouth, and her bright black eyes were like stars, shining, unable to refuse every time, nodding slightly.

"Then do you eat vanilla or mango?" Ling Sheng asked him.

"Vanilla!" As soon as Jun Shiyan's voice fell, the little girl took a spoon and dug a spoonful of vanilla to his mouth, as if she was habitually speaking: "Ah!"

Jun Shiyan:...

After Ling Sheng screamed, he realized what stupid things he had done.

Her small face turned red and transparent. She was like this when coaxing her son. The habit became natural. She coughed and hung her head in embarrassment.

There is a person in front of you, but the third master of the king!

The cold face Yan Luo feared by everyone in the imperial capital.

Even Gu Shen, who was extremely arrogant just now, had to behave like a grandson in front of him!

Jun Shiyan opened his mouth and ate the cake, and curled his eyebrows slightly, and he could see her small face red to the root of her ears and her pink and tender earlobes. He was a little dry when she saw her. He hurriedly diverted his eyes, his **** voice: "good to eat."

Ling Sheng seemed to hear the low laughter from the man's chest:

She wanted to tease the third master and become a third master woman. She couldn't persuade her. She raised her head and looked at him, with her eyebrows crooked: "Then do you want to eat?"

Jun Shiyan shook his head, his magnetic voice brought a smile: "You eat!"

I always feel that no matter what she eats, she eats deliciously. Seeing her eating, she starts to have an appetite. I can't help but want to taste how sweet the food she eats.