Transmigrating: I Married the Male Protagonist’s Uncle

San Ye has a bad stomach, and he never eats anything outside!

The dishes in the lunch box are hard dishes, sweet and sour pork loin, braised pork ribs, and chili scrambled eggs. If you really eat it, there must be a problem.

But the dishes that seemed very homely smelled so good that even he began to covet it.

"This..." Ling Sheng looked at the chopsticks he had used, wiped it off with a tissue, and handed it to him: "If you mind, I will wash it with water."

An Yan watched Jun Shiyan take the chopsticks, her eyes widened in shock, and she hurriedly stopped: "San Ye..."

Jun Shiyan glanced over.

An Yan closed her mouth obediently, and watched her eccentric and perverted master holding the chopsticks used by the girl and eating the food she had eaten, feeling that the world was messed up and abnormal.

On weekdays, San Ye would throw away the whole clothes even when others touched the corner of his clothes. He never shakes hands with others, let alone eats food that others have eaten.

Is he crazy?

Is San Ye crazy?

"Is it delicious?" Ling Sheng looked at him blankly, his big eyes full of expectant little stars.

"Yeah." Jun Shiyan nodded, looking at the girl still looking at him, as if she wouldn't stop without giving a comment, he said, "It's delicious."

Ling Sheng cheered, and gave himself a like in his heart, Ma, the first step is successful, first conquer the stomach of the third master, then conquer the heart of the third master, and finally get all the possessions of the third master and embark on the pinnacle of life.

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Hahaha!

Thinking about it, I was happy.

Jun Shiyan ate very little, so he ate two bites of a dish, and returned her chopsticks and boxed lunch. Every act of gentleman's elegance perfectly explained what aristocracy is, and he nodded slightly: "Thank you for your hospitality."

Ling Sheng frowned and asked him: "Do you usually eat so little?"

"I've had lunch." Jun Shiyan felt for a long, long time, he hadn't said so much, and he was very relaxed with her.

"Okay, then!" Ling Sheng sat at a distance of half a metre beside him to eat, "I'll be quiet, you go to bed quickly, I only have three hours, and I will be there at 2:30."

An Yan watched the girl start to eat through the rearview mirror. It was exactly the same as she said. She ate very slowly, with a very small mouth, and made no sound.

Except for the scent of the food, I can't feel anyone eating.

But when I glanced at her big box of meals, I didn’t think that the third master ate too little, but she ate too much. A female celebrity, how could she not even have the consciousness to maintain her figure? !

Three hours later.

Ling Sheng stood up quietly, glanced at Jun Shiyan who was still asleep, and got out of the car lightly with a box of lunch, fearing to wake him up.

An Yan originally wanted to go down and talk to her about salary. Looking at San Ye who was still asleep, she didn't dare to move. She only took out her mobile phone and sent her a message, asking her to give her the bank card and give her salary for this month. Ending.

Until Ling Sheng got on the elevator.

Jun Shiyan on the back seat suddenly opened his eyes and coughed. The cramps in his stomach became more uncomfortable, and he finally vomited uncontrollably.

"San Ye!" An Yan was frightened in a cold sweat: "I immediately called Doctor Gu and asked him to come over."

Master's stomach is too fragile and he can't eat those things at all. He knows that there will be problems if he eats them. Did the master endure so long after eating the food?