Transmigrating: I Married the Male Protagonist’s Uncle

"No!" Jun Shiyan looked at the little girl and said solemnly: "You won't stay here for too long, and having too deep a bond with them will have a bad impact on the future world."

Of course, this is only one of the reasons. She finally came over, thinking that his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and bones hurt. Watching her 24 hours a day can't solve the pain of lovesickness. How could she send her so easily? give to someone.

Ling Sheng couldn't go to the Huo's house, and he didn't know when he could go back. What was even more sad was that he was still trapped by a possessive man, and he wanted to tie her by her side, where she went and where she went.

When I went home at night, it was like 7 or 8 o'clock. When the night market on Chezi Road, I could see the bustling crowd, which was very lively.

Ling Sheng was lying at the window, his excited eyes lit up, and he turned to look at the man beside him: "San Ye, it's so lively over there, let's go down and go around!"

At a glance, Jun Shiyan knew what she was thinking about and wanted to go to the night market to eat those junk food: "Uncle Ming said he made braised hoof knuckles, stewed pork knuckles, spicy rabbit head, Cantonese roast goose, and you asked for it. Omurice."

"Yeah." Ling Sheng nodded his little head in a hurry, staring at the food stall outside, as well as the food in other people's hands, without blinking: "Just go on for a while and let Uncle Ming slow down. Do it."

"It's not impossible to go down." Jun Shiyan looked at the little girl: "No BBQ Mala Tang."

Ling Sheng choked, turned around, and squeezed out two drops of crocodile tears. He bit his lip pitifully and watched him complain: "Jun Shiyan, you tyrant, even if you restrict my personal freedom, you have to deprive me now. Is your life fun?"

"It turns out that the joy of your life is to eat skewers and spicy tang." Jun Shiyan laughed lowly and looked at the pretending little girl: "Choose one of the two, go down to eat skewers, or go home for dinner. If you go down, I called Uncle Ming to take everything to feed the dog!"

"Can't you choose both?" Ling Sheng was even more aggrieved, softly holding his hand and shaking to please: "I will be here for two days. If you still treat me like this, I know that you are not at all. Love me!"

Jun Shiyan couldn't help laughing. He couldn't help but looked ahead: "An Yan, stop!"

Ling Sheng smiled and succeeded, and when he was selling candied haws, he pulled his arm and acted like a baby: "Brother, brother, I want to eat this, okay, okay!"

"Okay." Jun Shiyan nodded, and the candied haws can be eaten. In conjunction with the little girl's performance, he waved his hand with great arrogance: "Boss, you have as many as you have!"

The boss is also a sincere person, and he gave him a dumbfounded look: "Handsome guy, you can't finish it even if you want it. This stuff is too much to eat. Do you two eat it by yourself or give it away? It doesn’t taste good at night, and it’s fresh when you make it now."

"It's all over." Jun Shiyan tilted his head and gently touched the top of her hair, not domineering: "My sister likes it, all the candied haws in the world belong to her!"

The boss coughed, petting sister is not such a way of petting, there are hundreds of strings, all tastes, the teeth will be sour, and he looked at them to confirm: "Really?"

The siblings in front of them are really good-looking. The elder brother looks much better than the custard **** on TV. The younger sister is also a beautiful little girl, and she can’t take her eyes away when she stands together.

"Don't don't! Boss, don't listen to him nonsense." Ling Sheng shook his hand hurriedly, and began to pick with a smile: "I want a bunch of red bean paste, a bunch of purple sweet potatoes, and two bunches of yam beans."

The boss smiled and nodded his head. That's right. He thought it was really necessary. He was shocked. He hurriedly smiled and gave candied haws: "Little girl, your brother is so kind to you."

Jun Shiyan corrected it seriously: "It's not her brother, I'm her husband."

The boss coughed, almost choking on his saliva, and smiled awkwardly: "You're really good at joking, handsome guy."

It's just brother and sister! Are you kidding me, how old is a girl, can she talk nonsense by virtue of her good looks?

"He didn't talk nonsense." Ling Sheng took the candied haws, took out a bunch of them and said crisply: "I'm his little wife!"

The boss looked at them with complex expressions and watched them turn away. The little girl stuffed a bunch of yam beans and a bunch of candied haws into the man's hand, holding a candied haws in one hand, taking a bite on the left and a bite on the right, and she lied to him: " Tell me if you are a prodigal man, and you have finished buying it, why didn't you buy the entire snack street!"

The little girl was small, less than the height of the man's chest. When the man tilted his head, he smiled indulgently, not knowing what he said, and made the little girl giggle.

Mother, what kind of situation is this? Even if it is free in love, the young girl is too young. The man is really not a thing, and the girl's family doesn't know to stop it? Is the world so messed up now?

Ling Sheng didn’t eat much and couldn’t eat sour. His sour face was wrinkled. After taking a bite of the bean paste filling in the candied haws, he turned around and stuffed it into Jun Shiyan’s hand, ran over to watch the barbecue stall. The fragrant mutton skewers swallowed, and the heels of their feet were nailed, so they stopped.

Jun Shiyan knew it would be like this, he shouldn’t have been relentless when he had known it before. It was too late to regret if she let her out. Seeing the little girl biting her lip to look at him pitifully, she didn’t speak, so she pointed to the lamb skewers. Weak and cute, people can't bear to refuse her request at all.

"Boss, here's a bunch." Jun Shiyan was finally defeated, and she had been planted in her hands in this life.

"Brother, three bunches of one dollar!" Ling Sheng kindly reminded him, expecting him to let go: "Can people eat one dollar?"

"No, how did you promise me just now!" Jun Shiyan decided that he couldn't let himself back down again and again, and must cure her temper!

Ling Sheng sniffed and was about to cry soon, watching him accuse him without speaking, his cheeks bulging.

The boss who sells skewers is also unfair and can't stand it anymore: "Why are you a brother? If your sister wants to eat, you can buy it for her, isn't it just a dollar? I see how you dress. , It’s not like someone who can’t afford a dollar.”

After finishing speaking, he looked at Ling Sheng and sprinkled the lamb skewers with cumin. The girl was pitiful: "Don't cry, little girl, he won't buy it for you. Uncle will give you these bunches for you to eat, no money."

"It's not that I didn't give her to eat." Jun Shiyan smiled softly and looked at the little girl slyly raising his eyebrows at him, and then explained: "She is allergic to lamb and cannot eat it. She ate lamb last time and lived for two. Tianyuan."