Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

Chapter 296

Long Yang leaned forward for a while, watched her actions, reacted, couldn't help but laughed, "haha."

His voice is very deep and mellow, and his laughter is very magnetic. It penetrates into people's ears, as if they are about to crawl into people's hearts.

Lu Liang stared at him in a daze, for a while before he came back to his senses, and said a little embarrassed: "What are you laughing at?"

Long Yang pulled down the little hand that was covering her mouth, with thinly callused fingers, gently squeezed her soft and greasy face, the corners of her mouth turned up, and said happily, "Lu Liangwei, how can you do this? lovely?"

"..."

Lu Liang looked at him blankly.

What did she do?

Long Marting looked at her with a smile, "I didn't want to kiss you..." With long fingers on her shoulders, he pulled up the fallen cloak and put it back on her shoulders.

When Lu Liang heard the words, he was greatly relieved, holding his chopsticks, and re-clamping a piece of siumai, just about to take a bite, suddenly realized the meaning of his words, beautiful eyes widened slightly, when she wanted to cover her mouth , It's too late.

The man's clear and good-smelling breath has poured into her cavity, disturbing her breathing.

"Snapped!"

She loosened her fingers, and the siu-mai fell on the table.

In response, she blushed and started struggling lightly.

Fortunately, Long Yang didn't kiss for too long. Seeing her struggling, he let go of her.

Lu Liang felt her body numb and numb. It didn't seem to belong to her anymore, and her legs were a bit soft. She curled up her fingers and couldn't help but look at Long Marting accusingly, "How could you do that, my lord..." .

The girl's voice was soft and soft, and it was obviously accusing, it seemed to be acting like a baby, like a cat's claw, it instantly scratched the man's heart.

Long Yang's hand on the back of her chair, blue veins looming, and his eyes darkened, with tolerance and restraint.

Looking at the delicate and lovely girl in the chair, his self-control, which he has always been so proud of, almost broke down.

He took a step back calmly, picked up the sweet-scented osmanthus tea on the table, and drank it all in one go.

Lu Liang glanced at him suspiciously and reminded: "The tea is cold." With that, holding the teapot, he wanted to pour him another hot cup.

Long Yang pressed her hand, her voice was low, "No, it's just cold. You eat quickly, the food won't taste good when it gets cold."

"Oh." Lu Liang retracted his hand slightly and glanced at him, thinking that something was wrong with him.

A smile appeared at the corner of Long Yang's mouth, and he looked at her deeply, "Siu Mai tastes good." After that, he turned around and went out.

Lu Liang nodded slightly, she also thought that the siu mai tasted good.

She took a bite and stopped suddenly.

No, the emperor did not eat siu mai, why suddenly...

Thinking of the kiss just now, the blush that only faded from her face swept back again.

He He……

After eating, Lu Liang closed his cloak slightly and left the house.

Sure enough, I saw Long Martingale standing in the courtyard.

He stood with his back to her, holding his hands, as if watching the moon.

Lu Liang looked up at the night sky slightly. The moonlight was bright and beautiful. Tonight is indeed a good place to enjoy the moon.

She walked down the steps.

Hearing the sound of footsteps behind him, Long Yang's eyes moved slightly and turned around.

"How come out?"

Lu Liang walked a few steps closer and glanced at him, and saw that his smooth forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat. She quickly passed the veil she was holding in her hand, "You are sweating," Wipe it for you."

But he couldn't help muttering in his heart, although it was the end of May, it wasn't that hot yet, how could he stand in the yard and sweat?

(End of this chapter)