Transmigrating: I Married the Male Protagonist’s Uncle

Song Yiyan disinfected him with alcohol, wiped it, and found something was wrong, the blood was wiped off, revealing the man's fair skin.

and many more.

After rubbing it again, the blood fell again, but the skin was still there, no scars were seen.

Finally, I started directly, and with a stroke of my thumb, all the blood stains were wiped off, and there was no injury at all.

"I'm not injured." Ji Xing finally said the whole thing.

Song Yiyan glared at him, and snorted fiercely from her nose: "You are not injured, why didn't you say it earlier!"

Ji Xing was so fierce and lack of temper, her voice was a little helpless: "You..."

"What are you?" Song Yiyan was a little embarrassed. The dog man must think that she cares about him. In fact, she didn't: "I told you, I didn't worry about you. What I worry about is your face. If your face is disfigured , I am not interested in you anymore!"

Ji Xing listened to her explanation that there is no silver three hundred taels here, this woman was not reasonable at all, he was angry with her, nodded, and smiled teasingly.

Song Yiyan felt that she was laughed at by him. She felt that she was offended. She turned her head domineeringly and hooked his chin, patted his face, sneered and curled her lips: "Protect your face well. This face is the most valuable."

Looking at the woman's back, Ji Xing was filled with waves of warmth for no reason, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly with pleasure.

Song Yiyan sent the medicine box, and when it came out slowly, the man had already cleaned up the garbage.

Ji Xing: "I'll throw away the garbage first, and the ribs are still stewed on the pot. Look at the fire, turn off the fire when the juice is almost collected."

Song Yiyan squeezed her nose and smelled the scent, glanced at the direction of the kitchen, confidently: "I won't."

Ji Xing glanced at the trash: "Then you go down with me and throw away the trash. I won't use it to return twice. We can eat when we come back."

Song Yiyan nodded, and ran to help pick up the trash. She saw a fingernail-sized wound on the back of the man's hand with sharp eyes, confirmed it was a real wound, and thought for a moment: "Wait a minute."

What he said was because he was fighting with someone from the Song family, and she would be responsible if she was injured.

Ji Xing looked at the woman taking small steps and swaying like a penguin when she ran, couldn't help but smile.

Song Yiyan returned soon, holding a bottle of alcohol spray in her hand, looking at the man: "Give me your hand."

Ji Xing gave her his hand.

"It's not this one." Song Yiyan patted away with disgust.

Ji Xing changed to another one, only to see that he didn't know when a small hole broke in the back of his hand and the blood was all dry.

Song Yiyan seriously sprayed him with alcohol to eliminate the poison, and then took out a band-aid from the palm of her hand.

Ji Xing lowered his eyes slightly and watched the little woman put a bandage on her wound very seriously.

The band-aid is the color of pink, with pink cherry blossoms on top, which is very cute and tender.

The two went down together to throw the garbage.

Ji walks ahead.

Song Yiyan followed behind him, and she didn't walk well when she walked, she shook her body like a child.

The corridor is a bit dark.

When she reached the last few stairs on the first floor, Song Yiyan was shaken by something and became unstable. After screaming, she shouted, "Ji Xing, get out of the way!"

Ji Xing's eyes condensed quickly, and without thinking about it, he threw away the garbage in his hand, and opened his arms to hug her.

Song Yiyan's fall was very artistic, she didn't fall directly, but tried her best to stabilize her body. After staggering down two steps, she fell into Ji Xing's arms.

The reason for the steps offset the difference in height between the two, so by coincidence, her lips were pressed against his lips.

Ji Xing was afraid that she would fall, so he clasped her waist with both arms, and when he pulled it forward, his lips pressed together heavily.

Handing bought two large bags of things, and he saw Song Yiyan coming down from afar, and ran in excitedly: "Boss, I..."

I didn't finish a sentence, looked at the scene in front of me, turned around hurriedly, his father smiled, really, young people nowadays can really play!

Song Yiyan coughed, stood up calmly and stabilized her body.

Ji Xing looked at the little woman pretending to be calm in front of him, and there was obvious warmth flashing through the narrow eyes.

By the light of the corridor, Song Yiyan clearly saw the man's lips licking her lips as if she didn't want to do it, her movements were indescribably seductive and sexy, and her breathing was suddenly stagnant.

Dog man, seduce her!

Ji Xingyun lightly picked up the garbage again, and kindly exhorted: "Look at your feet."

Song Yiyan choked with blood:...

Han Ding didn't know what was going on in front of him, and he didn't dare to ask, the boss's things are not what he should know, so he just smiled and said, "Good boss."

Ji Xing looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, his eyes flashed with unpleasant, overwhelming aura, glanced at him coldly, and introduced first: "Ji Xing, her boyfriend."

"Hello, boss boyfriend, my name is Han Ding, her newly-acquired younger brother." Han Ding greeted with a smile.

The man in front of him was extremely extravagant, and when his gaze swept over, he was a little bit out of breath for a while.

Song Yiyan glared at him displeased: boyfriend? Did she agree? At most, it was the little white face she kept.

Ji Xing glanced at the man in front of him. He was dressed very plainly and looked very ordinary, but for a moment, his eyes were sharp and he was definitely not a simple person. When did she accept the younger brother?

"You give me the rubbish, I just threw it away." Han Ding said to them still smiling.

"You're so late, what are you looking for?" Song Yiyan glanced at him, but didn't see anything unusual about him.

"You’re a girl’s house, I’m not relieved. Come and see if you’re home." Han Ding finished speaking and handed her all the food he bought: "You are down, I won’t go up. ."

The coldness and jealousy in Ji Xing's eyes gradually diminished a lot with the man's attitude. It was said that she was blind, and it was impossible to bring back such an old man.

Song Yiyan looked at the two big bags of food, and said politely: "You will come as soon as you come. What do we do with these, whoever is with whom."

Handing touched his head and smiled honestly: "I don't know what you like to eat, so I just bought some."

Song Yiyan raised her eyebrows and smiled, and said to him, "Thanks."

When Han Ding came over, Song Yiyan didn't send the garbage, watching the food in place.

Ji Xing looked at the man in front of him and gave a symbolic invitation: "Brother Han, do you want to go up and sit down?"

Handing is a wise person, how can he be a light bulb: "No, I have an appointment with my brothers to have a drink."