Transmigrating: I Married the Male Protagonist’s Uncle

"What if I fall asleep?" Ling Sheng sounded lazy, leaning on him, looking at Xue, the upper and lower eyelids began to fight.

"It doesn't matter, you have completed the task for a week ahead of schedule, and the teacher has allowed you to take a break." Jun Shiyan said with a gentle voice, a little hoarse, with a smile.

"You lie to me, I'm so good?" After Ling Sheng finished speaking, he started to fart again, and looked at him triumphantly: "Am I very good?"

Jun Shiyan looked at the young girl's radiant self-confidence, nodded and said, "Super, you are the smartest person I have ever seen."

Ling Sheng was embarrassed by the praise, buried his shoulders and snickered: "You praise me so much, I will be proud."

Jun Shiyan laughed lowly: "You are my pride."

"Say, who did you learn the rhetoric?" Ling Sheng pretended to look serious in his eyes, his heart warming.

My God, how can this man speak is love, the key is that he doesn't seem to know what he said at all, sultry without knowing it is the highest state of love!

"Is this something to learn?" Jun Shiyan looked at the little girl: "In the face of you, everything I say comes from the bottom of my heart."

"Shhh!" Ling Sheng pointed to Xiao Qi and stopped him from speaking. His face was red and he couldn't let him go anymore. After all, his son was still next to him. It would be ill of the two of them!

Jun Shiyan nodded, hummed softly, and said in a low voice, "Squint for a while!"

Ling Sheng was originally lacking sleep. The day after he came back from filming, he was kicked off the shelves and started tutoring. At 6:30 in the morning, his grandmother called her over and over again to wake her up.

In such a peaceful and comfortable environment, it's strange not to fall asleep, and I still look at the snow, I don't know when I fell asleep.

When she woke up, she was still lying on the bay window. Looking across the window, the man was wearing gold glasses and holding a pen with slender white fingers, correcting the test paper.

Xiao Qi ran in from outside and reported excitedly, "Mummy, Uncle Jun, the croquettes sent by the grandmother next door are still hot."

Ling Sheng got up hurriedly, going to have a look, and ran off barefoot.

When she passed the desk, she was suddenly clasped by the man's arm, forcibly hugged her onto a chair, put her in fluffy slippers, and carefully sorted her messy hair, and nodded in satisfaction: " Go!"

When Ling Sheng and Jun Shiyan went out, the grandmother was still standing at the door, carrying a large bowl of croquettes. Seeing the two of them, she handed them over, and said with a smile: "You have just fried them, eat them while they are hot. "

"Thank you, Auntie." Ling Sheng hurriedly thanked her. She was so touched that the old grandma gave them food.

"No thanks, no thanks, your son is so good, so sensible, and so handsome." The grandmother glanced at the little guy and then at Jun Shiyan: "He looks like his father."

Xiao Qi glanced at the grandmother with big eyes, and her lips were slightly lowered, she was a little happy and sad.

Uncle Jun is not his father.

Jun Shiyan felt the child’s momentary depression. Knowing that he was young and could understand a lot, he must be sad again. He smiled and said: "My son looks like his father."

The old grandma nodded in agreement, making sure that the young couple in front of her did not recognize her, and she was a little strange: "Then you eat while it's hot, I'm going back to see the old man, I won't be able to leave for a while.