Transmigrating: I Married the Male Protagonist’s Uncle

Nangong Lengyu looked at the mentally retarded eyes: "Get out!"

Huo Ci sneered: "It seems that you are not as steadfast to my fiancee as you said, and you two are not more affectionate than Jin Jian. In just a few days, you can't stand your loneliness, so transfer your love?"

Nangong Lengyu squeezed a word from his teeth: "I have no girlfriend."

Seeing her performance, Huo Ci laughed aloud: "You have a guilty conscience, don't worry, man, long-distance relationship is long, and I can't help it. I won't tell my fiancee."

Nangong Lengyu was annoyed by his fiancée: "Huo Ci, you can't spit out ivory in your mouth, do you think I am you? You will die if you leave a woman?"

"I asked, the sanitary napkins in the waste basket are not my girlfriend's, you didn't have a girlfriend--" Horci paused, suddenly approached, and extended the ending: "Could it be that it is yours? "

Nangong Lengyu's heart twitched and glanced at him coldly: "Nonsense, if you say it's not your girlfriend's, it's not your girlfriend's."

Huo Ci couldn't get any information he wanted from her expression. Watching her leave, his eyebrows were slightly raised, and he said in a humble manner: "Little white face, you hide your fox tail well, don't be caught by me. Stay on the pigtail."

That thing must have been left by the wild woman she was looking for outside.

While Xiao Bailian told him that she and his fiancee Nangong Lengyu were deeply in love, while cheating to find a woman, he seemed to be affectionate. He turned out to be a **** scumbag, not as good as him!

He is at least frank and magnanimous. He never steps on two boats. He never cheats when he is in love. Compared with Xiao Bailian, he is simply a lover!

Huo Ci wanted to find evidence of Nangong Lengyu's derailment, but after staring at it for a month, she didn't find any girl she was getting close to except Ersao and Dongfang Chu.

After school this day.

Nangong Lengyu had just stepped into the living room with his feet.

Huo Ci appeared suddenly, like a ghost.

Nangong Lengyu kicked subconsciously, gritted his teeth and shouted, "Huo Ci!"

Huo Ci clasped her leg and approached suddenly, with slender fingers that hooked her chin: "Little white face, why is your face so ugly? Haven't you been suffocating for too long?"

"Get out!" Nangong Lengyu didn't have any anger towards people like him.

Huo Ci: "I won't go away, do you teach me?"

Nangong Lengyu was menstruating, and her stomach hurts terribly. All she felt was that the cold air gathered on her belly. She had difficulty breathing for a moment, her face was pale, her forehead and nose were dripping with fine sweat, watching Huo Ci : "You let me go."

Huo Ci realized that she had a bad face, weak and scary, and let go of her hand nervously.

Who knew that when he let go, Nangong Lengyu fell to the ground. After a muffled grunt, his expression covered his lower abdomen in pain, and he couldn't move anymore.

Huo Ci didn't know her well, so he subconsciously squatted down to hug her.

Nangong Lengyu swept over with an eye knife, and squeezed out a word with difficulty: "Go away."

Huo Ci is not stingy. If a slapstick can drive him away, it’s not him. He picked her up tyrannically: "I said I don’t know how to go, Xiao Bailian, you are all such a virtue. Now, I'm still stubborn with Lao Tzu, I see if you can get up."

Tsk tsk, why is Xiao Bai's face so light, lighter than a lady.