Transmigrating: I Married the Male Protagonist’s Uncle

The little cake made by the little girl is so fragrant and appetizing when she looks at it. The gluttons in the belly of the seduced person are all about to be restless.

Nangong Lengyu and Wen Ruoshui both like to eat, but in the end they couldn't stand the temptation of delicious food and ate small cakes.

Ling Sheng watched them eating happily. San Ye didn't want her to get too involved with them here, and she was not allowed to look for them, so she could only take a sneak peek occasionally.

But this time I didn't blame her. I can only say that it was God's will and fate. It was her mother and Aunt Wen who came to look for her.

"You said you are my daughter." Nangong Lengyu felt relieved, and asked her with a bit of teasing and curiosity: "Then your father, who is my husband?"

"Huo Ci." The name Ling Sheng said was nothing less than a blockbuster.

Nangong Lengyu didn't swallow the cake, almost choked to death, coughing violently and uncomfortably, trying hard to speak: "Hu...youhu..."

Ling Sheng hurriedly handed her a glass of water, worrying and distressed to help her smoothly: "Mom, you can drink some water to smooth it out."

Wen Ruoshui was also stunned by her words, and asked her: "Are you true? Huo Ci is your dad?"

Yesterday, when she saw the little girl resembling Yu'er, Chu Chu said she resembled Huo Ci. Thinking about it this way, it was really weird.

Ling Sheng raised his hand and swore: "I swear to God, it is absolutely true. Huo Ci is my dad, and Nangong Lengyu is my mother."

Nangong Lengyu drank a large glass of water before finally forcing herself to calm down, swallowing hard, and gritted her teeth: "Impossible!"

All men in the world are dead? Or is her head caught in the door, crazy?

Why would she like Huo Ci? Have a baby for him?

But Wen Ruoshui felt more and more that what the little girl said was true, and then said: "Then can you tell me, what about me?"

Ling Sheng shook his head, mysteriously: "The secret is not to be revealed. If I say too much, I will be punished."

She didn't want to say, for fear that she would be sad.

"You and her are secret secrets that cannot be revealed. You can say anything to me, right? You are a fake daughter, right?" Nangong Lengyu heard this and pointed her angrily: "I don't need to think about how I feel. Really? You have to want to see me scared to death, right?"

OK!

Dear girl!

This proper daughter can pit her mother to death, but not pit others.

Wen Ruoshui pulled her: "Don't say that, she has said that too much secret secret is not good for her. She has already revealed secret secret to you, so naturally she can't tell secret secret for me."

"You still speak for her." Nangong Lengyu's eyes were angry.

"Mom, don't fool around with my dad." Ling Sheng looked at her with a bit of disgust: "Your temper now looks more and more like my dad."

Nangong Lengyu didn't come up in a breath. She almost died on the spot because of her anger. She stood up abruptly and screamed, "Who looks like him? Who looks like him?

Ling Sheng stood up in shock, hid behind Wen Ruoshui, and asked her: "Aunt Wen, see if it's exactly the same. My dad always gets angry."

Wen Ruoshui nodded sympathetically, not to mention that he didn't find it. Looking at it now, since Yu'er lived with Huo Ci, her temper has been getting worse every day, and she would explode at every turn.

"You two..." Nangong Lengyu still wanted to get angry. Seeing their almost synchronized expressions, the anger subsided a lot, and he snorted, sat down and took a sip of juice to put out the fire: "I don't know what you know, what do you know? ."

She has more and more similar tempers with Huo Ci?

They try to live with Huo Ci? It will not take two days to specify that her temper is worse than her. Any normal person who lives with a lunatic like Huo Ci will not burst a hundred times a day!

Ling Sheng was also idle, so she picked up what could be said and told them about it. As for revealing the secrets, it was just an excuse that she didn't want to tell Wen Ruoshui the sad things.

She is afraid of heaven?

She is afraid of a fart!

She is not afraid of anyone!

"You mean we are in your dream now? You dreamed back when I was young?" Nangong Leng Yu pointed to himself.

Ling Sheng nodded: "Yeah."

Nangong Lengyu frowned, her eyes full of questions: "Then why is it this time? Not other times, earlier or later?"

Ling Sheng thought for a moment: "I discussed this with San Ye. It is the production date of the candles. I will return the candles produced on the day I light them."

Nangong Lengyu: "You mean that if I didn't buy candles and Huo Ci didn't throw the candles in the storage room, you wouldn't find the candles. Would they appear here?"

Ling Sheng nodded: "Yes."

Nangong Leng Yuxindao waited for her to return, and she threw all the candles away, ruining the body, and her daughter came to look for her from the future, but she couldn't accept it.

Huo Ci's bastard, what is the evil taste? There are always two days a week without turning on the lights, lighting candles, and having to light aroma candles, playing with the mood.

Wen Ruoshui has accepted her statement from the bottom of her heart. She came from the future, not from this era. She has a question in her heart and wants to ask her: "Then you are in that era, is Brother Yan still there? "

She has been thinking about this question all the time, entangled in her heart, like a curse.

She didn't want to know anything else, just wanted to know whether the rumors about the Yan family were true, and he was still there in the era 22 years later.

"Yes." Ling Sheng nodded and looked at her solemnly: "He's still alive, Aunt Wen, no matter what happens, you can't give up knowing? He's always there."

A big rock on Wen Ruoshui finally fell to the ground slowly. She gratefully looked at the little girl in front of her, "Thank you."

She only needs to know these things. He is still alive. Twenty-two years later, he is already more than forty. It shows that the rumors that the Yan family man died young are just rumors.

Wen Ruoshui's mood fluctuated too much, and did not notice the fluctuation of Ling Sheng's expression.

Nangong Lengyu noticed her hesitation, and a flash of grief in her eyes, knowing that things are definitely not as simple as she said.

After that, the topic revolved around Jun Shiyan and Ling Sheng, knowing that they thought that Jun Shiyan was a pervert who liked to imprison a brainwashed little girl, and treated her as a victim, so they came to find her and prepared to rescue her. After the clutches, some dumbfounding.

In the end, she worked hard to get the two of them together. Jun Shiyan is not a pervert, and she is not a little girl.

When the elevator sounded, Ling Sheng got up happily and ran to pick up people. When she reached the door, her body suddenly stiffened and she didn't feel good. It was time for her to go back. The time had come, and when she looked back hard, her voice was empty: "Mom, Wen Goodbye, Auntie!"