Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

Chapter 1556 Is he still tired

Lu Liang was slightly stunned.

The couple has been married for more than ten years, and the subtle changes in his body are the most clear.

She pursed her lips, said nothing, and quickly climbed up the pool, walked around behind the screen, and put on her dress.

Later, she was afraid that she would not be able to climb up.

Isn't he tired after a few days?

Middle-aged men are terrible!

Seeing her, Long Yang didn't say hello, so he went to the pool and couldn't help but stunned. When he came back, he couldn't help but smile, "Weiwei, am I a scourge?"

Lu Liangwei had already put on his dress, and while tying his belt, he walked out and glanced at him, telling the truth: "The emperor, don't be humble, you are much scarier than a scourge."

Long Yang stagnated and waved to her, "Come here."

"I won't delay your bathing in the hot springs. Take your time. I'll go out first." Lu Liang got tired of life before going over. After speaking, he twisted his waist and went out.

Long Yang looked at her graceful look, only to feel that the blood in her body was constantly rising, and when she looked at it more, she felt that she might explode and die.

He quickly retracted his gaze and mobilized Bing Xin Jue to suppress the restlessness in his heart.

Secretly said: This woman is really a fairy.

The next year in the next year is not too small, but it seems to be more and more charming, and he can always slap him easily.

Suddenly, the proposal to go to the hot springs was a little contemptuous.

The self-cultivation of the past two years is going to be wasted.

When Long Yang had soaked and went out, Lu Liang was sitting on the swing in the courtyard.

The black hair is like a cloud, draped on the shoulders, and there are some fine drops of water on it, which reflect a lustrous luster under the sunlight.

She wore a white loose long skirt, and the long skirt came down beautifully, like a fairy who fell into the mortal world, fresh and refined.

Perceiving him coming out, she turned her head and glanced at him, with a smile on her mouth, urging unceremoniously, "The emperor, come over and help me push."

Long Yang's deep and unfathomable eyes flashed a smile, gave her a fond look, and walked over.

He held on to the rope of the swing, leaned in and kissed her on the forehead, then put her chin in one hand and gave her a long, deep kiss.

Lu Liang's cheeks flushed, panting, stretched out his hand to push him, and said, "You have a little restraint, there are still servants."

Long Yang didn't care much, "When they are flowers and plants, it's all right."

Zhao Qian: "..."

The servant of the palace: "..."

The corners of Lu Liang's mouth twitched slightly. She was not as high as his realm, and could treat living people as flowers.

Long Yang picked up her wet hair and frowned, "Why don't you know how to dry it first?"

"There is the sun today, just let the sun dry." Lu Liang said indifferently.

"Although there is the sun today, the temperature is still very low. Take care to catch the cold." Long Yang disapproved of her and told her to go and get a cloth towel.

"Don't care about my hair, you quickly help me push it." Lu Liang grasped his hand slightly and urged.

"First wipe the hair." Long Yang was unmoved, holding the cloth sticker, carefully wiping her wet hair.

"I'm not a kid, I can wipe it myself." Lu Liang reached out and grabbed the cloth towel.

She is now a middle-aged person, always treated like a child by Long Yang, which is sometimes embarrassing.

Long Yang took a deep look at her, "In my eyes, Wei Wei has never grown up, she is still the same girl."

Lu Liangwei: "..."

Why is her face so hot?

What's the shame?

(End of this chapter)