Transmigrating: I Married the Male Protagonist’s Uncle Chapter 178 My heart becomes empty

"I have nothing to do." Lu Xian was afraid that if she stayed any longer, she would really be unable to control her emotions: "Take care of her and protect her."
"I will naturally take care of my wife, and Mr. Lu won't bother." Jun Shiyan nodded slightly, smiling politely and estranged on his face.
"Then please." After Lu Xianzhi finished speaking, he looked at him again: "May I have your surname, Mr.?"
"Minggui is surnamed Jun." When Jun Shiyan finished speaking, he heard the little girl calling him from inside, and smiled embarrassingly at him: "Madam is looking for me, don't give it away."
Lu Xianzhi looked at the closed door, only touched the position of his heart a little dazedly, and then glanced around his eyes vigilantly with disgust, his eyes suddenly deep and dangerous.
They did not follow her today.
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He knew that the person sent by the old woman had been staring at him and Shengsheng since the first day he came here.
But today, why did it disappear? Is it because of her husband?
"Little confused." Jun Shiyan chuckled softly and handed her the pajamas.
The little girl hit the arm that stretched out from the bathroom. It was slender and delicate, filled with crystal water vapor. He saw that his blood was a little hot, and the churning was a bit fierce, and his eyes darkened.
"Thank you Sanye." Ling Sheng's crisp voice didn't realize how attractive his little movements were to men, and asked, "Who was it just now?"
Jun Shiyan let out a low cough, very calm: "Waiter, I asked the front desk for a set of toiletries."
"If you want to do anything, just use mine." Ling Sheng muttered strangely.
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Jun Shiyan laughed lowly, his **** voice was particularly sultry: "Okay."
Jun Shiyan said that to inspect here, to discuss business, he would need to stay for a while. He had insomnia and did not open a separate room, so he lived in Ling Sheng's room.
Ling Sheng went out early in the filming every day and returned late at night. He was as tired as a dog. Every time he came back, he would basically fall asleep after taking a shower, and he didn't feel that one more person was uncomfortable.
Sometimes Jun Shiyan slept on the bed very well, he would count her money, more often, he slept on the sofa.
Ling Sheng had always regarded him as inhumane, and had slept so many times. He had a sense of trust in him inexplicably, as well as some regrets and sympathy.
When I came back from the filming in the evening, it was already half past two in the morning. Before I opened the door to change my shoes, I shouted excitedly: "San Ye, I've packed a crayfish below!"
No one speaks.
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In a quiet space, only she herself echoes with excitement.
The smile on Ling Sheng's small face instantly condensed, before looking towards the direction of the sofa, he muttered a little disappointed: "He has returned to the capital."
How can I forget.
He left before dawn yesterday.
In the past, she enjoyed the life of a person very much, but now, the feeling of loneliness that has never been felt in her heart suddenly fills her heart, making her a little tight.
My favorite crayfish is on the table, but I don’t even have the motivation to eat.
Sitting on the sofa peeling the crayfish, swallowing like chewing wax, looked at the location around her, it was empty, making her feel that her heart was empty.
When San Ye was there, no matter how late she came back, he would wait for her every day. Sometimes he was watching a movie, sometimes at work, the room was always on, and he could be seen when he opened the door.
When San Ye was there, every day when she came back, she could have a hot supper, all she liked to eat, and she didn't bring any heavy food every day.