Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

Chapter 230, can the emperor hold the girl's hand casually

Lu Liangwei couldn't keep up with his thinking.

Why did you suddenly think of going fishing?

Can she refuse?

"The emperor, is the injury on your hand okay?" she reminded vaguely. I hurt my hands. What fish are you catching?

Long Yang glanced at the bandaged left hand, and shook the right hand holding her hand indifferently, "Isn't this hand all right?"

Lu Liangwei: "..."

Looking at the held hand, her fingers stiffened.

He seems to be getting used to holding his hand.

Can the emperor hold a girl's hand casually?

Lu Liang murmured inwardly.

Long Yang saw her lowering her eyebrows pleasingly, but between her eyebrows, her impatience had actually been exposed.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, not paying attention to it.

Because, even though this girl sometimes acts mature and smart, she is still just a child after all.

And he is still a treasure held in the palm of his hand by his family, who has never been angry.

She must be very aggrieved at this time, but he was reluctant to let her go like this, so he could only aggrieved Miss Lu Er.

Hearing that the emperor was going to fish, Zhao Gan immediately had the fishing gear ready.

When he reached the lake in the back mountain, Long Yang released Lu Liangwei's hand.

Zhao Gan had already brought a small stool and let Lu Liang sit down.

Lu Liang glanced slightly at the soft cushion on the small stool, and sat down on the small stool without being polite.

Long Yang had already set the fishing rod and looked back at her, "Are you going to fish?"

Lu Liangwei doesn't like fishing, and fishing requires great patience. Let her sit here to fish. She might as well go to the mountain to see if she can dig up herbs.

She shook her head, "No, the emperor will catch it."

Long Yang didn't force her either, and after throwing the fishing line into the water, she sat still.

Lu Liang sat bored for a while and couldn't help but yawn.

Zhao Qian thoughtfully sent a bunch of dried fruit desserts.

Lu Liang was slightly sleepy. She was worried that she would fall asleep, so she grabbed a handful of melon seeds from the plate and ate it leisurely.

Seeing that Long Yang didn't look here, she gradually relaxed, eating the seeds faster and faster, and the skin of the seeds was spit on the grass by her without stress, so let's fertilize the grass.

She ate alone and didn't notice at all. Long Marting suddenly turned around and smiled slightly when she saw what she was doing.

He had never seen anyone, eating melon seeds so fast.

The skin of melon seeds came out of her small red mouth, not at all rude, but rather cute.

Today's sun is not too strong, it makes people feel drowsy.

Lu Liang rubbed his eyes slightly, feeling really sleepy. He raised his head and glanced at the man sitting in front of him. After a pause, she took a nap. Maybe he wouldn't notice it? !

She put down the melon seeds in her hand, leaned back on the tree pole, found a comfortable posture, closed her eyes, and planned to squint for a while.

However, she squinted and fell asleep.

The breeze was very soft and the sun was very warm, and she fell asleep when she fell asleep.

Long Yang noticed that there was no movement behind him, and when he looked back, he saw that the girl had fallen asleep by the tree pole.

Seeing him getting up, Zhao Gan hurriedly led others, and retreated wisely.

Long Yang walked to Lu Liangwei, took off his robe, and leaned over to cover her.

He stood and looked at her for a while before he walked back to go fishing.

Lu Liangwei didn't sleep long, she was awakened by Long Yang.

She opened Xing Song's eyes and looked at him blankly for a while before realizing where this was.

Long Yang looked at her dazedly and smiled, "You will be uncomfortable if you fall asleep like this."

Lu Liang nodded slightly, because she already felt uncomfortable.

His back was uncomfortable with the tree poles, and his legs were numb.

When she was about to get up, she saw the robe on her body.

She paused, picked it up and handed it to him, "The emperor, your clothes, thank you."

(End of this chapter)