Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

Chapter 997 has an irresistible bewitching

Although Lu Liangwei's birthday was not organized, the crowd was full of relatives and friends. Everyone was unconstrained and lively, but it was happier than anything else.

After the banquet, after everyone left the palace, Lu Liangwei sat in the dormitory to soak her feet. Today, she was having dinner with her family and friends. She was very happy, but she couldn't help feeling a little melancholy when she thought of her brother who was far away.

Although the two brothers and sisters often exchange letters, and Lu Tingchen is at the border, and often asks people to bring some special food from the border to Lu Liangwei, but today, seeing that the people she missed are all there, but her brother is not around, she feels tolerant Can't help but lower down.

Long Yang walked in and saw her sitting there with a dull face, compared with the happiness just now. At this moment, the melancholy on her face looked abnormal.

However, he didn't say anything, rolled up his sleeves, squatted down, held her bright white feet in his palms, and gently rubbed them.

Seeing the man squatting at his feet, Lu Liang was in a daze for a while.

When she came back to her senses, she struggled slightly, trying to retract her feet, but the man's grip tightened.

Lu Liang bit his lip slightly and reminded, "This is not in compliance."

Long Yang looked up at her, with a slight smile in her dark eyes, "What rules do I need to follow to wash my wife's feet?" His tone was natural and not far-fetched.

Lu Liang choked slightly, blinking his feather eyelashes for a long while before saying: "But you are the emperor..."

"But first of all, I am your husband." Long Marting's words were gentle, but not overbearing.

Lu Liang hooked the corner of his mouth slightly, sweet in his heart, and swallowed back when he had originally refused.

She feels very happy to be so doted by a man.

This happiness dispelled the unhappiness in her heart.

When she met the gentle eyes of the man, she felt that she might drown in them.

Fortunately, Long Yang quickly lowered his head and continued to rub her feet.

He washed very carefully, holding her jade feet in his palms, a little bit fond of it.

Even if he washes her feet every day, he is happy with it.

At this moment, he was no longer the emperor who could live and die, but just an ordinary man, Lu Liangwei's husband.

The man’s facial features are already beautiful, and he drank a few glasses of wine with her parents at the dinner tonight. Although he was not drunk, his eyes were blushing. Under the lights, there was a thrilling and coquettish beauty. Even the usually slightly cold and majestic contour lines seem to have been softened, gentle and intoxicating.

Seeing this, Lu Liang couldn't hold back the emperor who was different from his usual appearance. He suddenly leaned over, held his face, and kissed his forehead.

The moist and soft touch spread from her forehead, and Long Martingale paused, then wiped her feet with a cloth towel casually.

After cleaning up, Long Yang went to the clean room.

When he came back, Lu Liangwei was already sleepy and was yawning, digging into the quilt.

Long Yang smiled, walked forward wearing a shirt, put her in a quilt, and put her in his arms.

The thin drunk scent got into his nose, causing the sleepy Lu Liang to wake up slightly.

"slight."

"Ok?"

"Do you miss your brother?"

Lu Liang paused slightly, opened his sleepy eyes and looked at him, "How do you know?"

Long Yang did not answer, but smiled, bowed her head, kissed her forehead, then her nose, and finally landed on her blushing lips.

He paused, then suddenly kissed her.

I don't know what irritation he was exposed to, but he was different from the past gentle and aggressive.

Lu Liang opened his mouth slightly uncontrollably.

(End of this chapter)