Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

More practice in Chapter 1217, you will get used to it

Long Yang glanced at her carefully. In fact, last night, he cared about her tenderness and didn't toss her too much.

He is well-measured, but she just woke up and said that her leg hurts, but he believed it.

After all, she doesn’t come in that position often, thinking she’s not used to it

But now it seems that this girl is clearly lying to him.

The corner of his mouth curled up vaguely, reached out to tie her belt, and then he hugged her in his arms, leaned to her ear, and said softly: "Wei is too delicate, practice more, you will get used to it."

Lu Liang shuddered slightly, feeling his legs aching again.

Long Yang lifted her chin, took a bite on her lips, and then took her hand, "Let's go, go have breakfast."

When I arrived at the dining hall, I brought a bowl of hangover soup on the ninth day of the month, "Niang, the emperor made it for you."

Lu Liang took it, smelled it, and looked at Long Yang, "My head doesn't hurt."

"But you were drunk last night. Drinking the hangover soup will make it better." Long Yang said softly.

"Oh." Lu Liang thought about it for a while, then he held up the bowl and drank the hangover soup.

"I only learned last night that Wei Wei's alcohol volume is so low." Long Marting suddenly said, "Three cups of sweet-scented osmanthus stuffed makes you drunk."

Lu Liang made a slight movement to drink the soup, bit his lip and glanced at him. Is the emperor too shameless?

Long Xuan and the 9th day are still there.

She winked at him.

Long Yang happily raised the corners of his mouth.

Although this girl is not strong enough to drink, but she looks so cute when she is drunk.

Well, I will definitely make her drunk a few more times in the future, of course, only in front of him.

That way, he can do whatever he wants with her.

Long Xuan didn't notice the lawsuit between the two of them, so he glanced at Lu Liang slightly unexpectedly, "Is the emperor's drunk so shallow?" He said, laughing low, "You can get drunk even if you drink sweet-scented osmanthus.

Lu Liangwei: "..." Why does she feel despised?

She coughed lightly, trying to find face, "Don't believe your uncle's nonsense, my drinking volume is actually not that bad..."

Under the gaze of a certain emperor, her voice became less and less confident.

There were smiles in Long Yang's eyes.

This girl probably didn't remember everything about last night.

It’s better to lick his apple...

He gave her a meaningful look, but didn't say anything. Instead, he picked up some dishes for her, "Hurry up and eat."

"Oh." Lu Liang picked up his chopsticks obediently.

Long Xuan was a little breathtaking.

Unexpectedly, the emperor was so obedient in front of the emperor.

He couldn't help but glanced at Chu Jiu Yi, thinking that this guy was drunk very quickly last time, and shook his head.

This pair of masters and servants are equally shallow.

Thinking like this, he glanced inadvertently and suddenly stopped.

Long Yang noticed it and asked, "What's the matter?"

Long Xuan stared at his neck strangely, "Uncle Emperor, what's wrong with your apple?"

After hearing this, Lu Liangwei and Chu Jiu also looked over.

Long Yang glanced at Lu Liang slightly, picked up a steamed bun, put it in the Long Xuan bowl, "No food."

Long Xuan was a little flattered, looking at the buns in the bowl, temporarily forgetting his problems, and ate the buns at a low level.

Lu Liang stared at Long Martingale's throat and looked again, vaguely remembering the good things he did last night.

When she met Long Martingale's eyes, she immediately lowered her head with a guilty conscience and pretended to eat.

Long Xuan took a bite of the bun that the emperor uncle gave him. He was warm in his heart. As he was eating, he suddenly stopped moving. When he looked at the emperor, he saw that his shirt was pulled up a little bit. Live the traces of the Adam's apple.

(End of this chapter)