Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

Chapter 1037 The man's breath is very close to her

"Really?" Lu Liang asked slightly.

Long Yang knew that she was referring to whether he was disturbing him, so he touched her head, "Really." She has been sleeping so obediently, so how could she disturb him?

"Then I really have no charm." Lu Liangwei made a deliberate expression of regret.

"What are you thinking about?" Long Yang smiled, looking at her smooth and tender face, paused, took her hand, and walked out, "You are hungry, go back to Fengyi Palace for dinner."

Hearing what he said, Lu Liangwei was really hungry, and his stomach grunted in response.

Seeing his gaze, Lu Liang was slightly embarrassed, holding his hand with his backhand, and walking out quickly, still trying to cover up, "The baby must be hungry."

Long Marting laughed lowly, jokingly: "It's mine for making the baby's mother hungry."

Hearing what he said jokingly, Lu Liangwei calmed down instead, glanced at him, curled his mouth, and said proudly, "I forgive you for your innocence!"

The corners of Long Marting’s lips were happily aroused, and then he took a piece of cake and handed it to her like a trick, "Since I am hungry, I will pad my stomach first."

Lu Liangwei was a little surprised when he saw the cake suddenly appeared in his hand, "Hey, when did you get it?"

"Just when I finished tying your cloak." Long Yang looked at her dozingly, "Hurry up and eat."

Lu Liang smiled, reached out and grabbed it, and took a bite. It was sweet-scented osmanthus cake with the faint fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus in the mouth.

She took two bites, looked at the man beside her, and suddenly stuffed the remaining sweet-scented osmanthus cake into his mouth, "The emperor will eat too."

Long Yang didn't like to eat this kind of glutinous rice cakes, but he never refused Weiwei.

He glanced at the place she hadn't bitten, suddenly held her hand, turned the pastry, and then took a bite of the place she had eaten.

Lu Liang's Weimei eyes widened slightly, and he pursed the corners of his mouth as he watched the man's natural behavior.

That was what she had eaten!

"It's delicious." Long Yang suddenly leaned over, his lips pressed against her ears, and whispered.

Lu Liangwei seemed to have been electrocuted, half of his body was numb, but the unique masculine aura of the man wrapped her around her, making her want to pretend to be okay.

Long Yang stared at her rapidly dyed red earlobe, and his throat suddenly rolled.

Lu Liangwei was about to speak, but met the man's dark eyes.

Her lips opened, but she hadn't reacted yet, she had been pushed against the wall behind her.

The man's clear and pleasant breath flicked over. She blinked, thinking he would kiss her, but the next moment, she felt the earlobe warm, and the man's breathing was very close to her.

She felt that the hairs all over her body were about to rise.

The fingers resting on his Moon Huong's chest were slightly curled up, and the crow-feather-like eyelashes trembled fiercely.

Outside the Imperial Study Room.

Zhao Qian had prepared the lanterns, and waited for the master and the empress to come out and head to Fengyi Palace.

As a result, after waiting and waiting, the master and the empress did not come out.

Just when he wanted to go over and see what happened, the study door was already open.

The tall figure of his master appeared by the door, holding his wife in his arms.

The empress seemed to be asleep, with her black and thick long hair, her own son's arms dangled down, gently drifting along with the master's walking.

Zhao Gan suddenly realized that the mother hadn't woke up yet.

He competently illuminates the way forward for the two masters.

As everyone knows, Lu Liangwei was not asleep.

She flushed and was buried in Long Yang's arms, and her face became redder and hotter when she thought of the things behind the door of the Imperial Study Room.

(End of this chapter)