Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart Chapter 1198: The emperor is not reserved

Thinking of the reunion between the two after a long absence, there must be a lot to say, Yuan Xin said wittily: "It's getting late today, so I'll go back first, and I'll come to you some other day."

"Okay, I'll see you off." Lu Liangwei said, and was about to let go of Long Yang's hand, but the moment she moved, the man's hand tightened.

Yuan Xin saw it, and smiled knowingly, "It's only a few steps away, don't need to send it off." Then, she walked a few steps quickly, and led the people out of the post house, feeling that Lu Er's husband doted on her so much , she couldn't help feeling a little envious.

In the post house, after Yuan Xin left, the others retreated tactfully.

Without outsiders disturbing him, Long Yang suddenly hugged Lu Liangwei horizontally.

Lu Liang exclaimed slightly, his face flushed slightly.

Chu Jiu has thoughtfully pushed open the door of one of the rooms.

Long Yang carried Lu Liangwei into the house.

Chu Jiu closed the door for them understandingly, and then retreated to the garden to guard.

As soon as he entered the room, Long Yang pushed Lu Liangwei against the door, wrapped one hand around her waist, looked at her greedily with his deep eyes, and couldn't bear to move away for a moment.

Lu Liangwei's face was flushed by him, his heart was beating, and his crow feather-like eyelashes were trembling slightly.

What does it mean to be timid? She finally has a deep understanding now.

When the person is not in front of her eyes, she misses it all the time. When the person is really in front of her, she feels a little embarrassed again.

"What are you looking at?" She tilted her head slightly and muttered in a low voice.

Long Yang saw her shyness in his eyes, the tide of emotion in his eyes slowly receded, and he caressed her face pityingly, "Slightly thinner."

Lu Liangwei also caressed his face, looking at his thin face and figure, his voice suddenly choked up, "The emperor has also lost weight..."

He was wearing a toga, but when she hugged him just now, she found that his already thin neck and waist had become even thinner.

During the period of her disappearance, he must have suffered in his heart.

"Wei Wei is feeling sorry for me?" Long Yang looked at the tears in her eyes, and his heart softened.

"Well, it hurts a lot." Lu Liang hugged his neck slightly, her eyes were red, and her voice was soft.

"Wei Wei, don't leave me one step later." Thinking of the torment during this period, Long Yang's voice became hoarse, he lowered his head, and kissed her little by little.

It was originally a pity kiss, but the moment it met her, it changed.

Listening to the heavy breathing of the man, Lu Liang came back to his senses, blushing instantly, pushed him away, and reminded, "Your Majesty, it's still daytime, please pay attention..."

"I don't do anything, I just want to check, are you thin?" The man's voice was hoarse, soaking her eardrums, making her a little overwhelmed, and she grabbed his tricky hand, with a sweet voice, "Don't... "

As soon as the voice came out, she was startled.

Her face became even hotter, and she couldn't speak a word when she met the man's clear eyes.

But men just want to tease her.

He bowed his head and leaned close to her ear, "Did Wei Wei miss me?"

Lu Liang knew slightly that the thought he was talking about did not mean simple thought.

She felt that the strands of her hair were going to burn, so she simply buried her face in his chest and ignored him.

However, Long Yang didn't speak any more, and expressed his miss for her vividly with his actions.

Lu Liangwei discovered for the first time that the emperor was also very unreserved, and directly grabbed her dress before he was on the couch.

In less than a moment, the dress on her body was already torn to pieces and fell to the ground. She was forced to wrap her arms around him tightly, and lay her head on his shoulder, weaving with his sweat.

When she couldn't bear it, she panted, couldn't help but raised her head, and took a hard mouthful of six on his **** Adam's apple.

However, her actions added fuel to the fire.

The man snorted, a little bit hard.

Standing in the garden on Chujiu, he could still vaguely hear the voices in the house.

A woman's whimper, and a man's panting.

She couldn't help but stand a little further away, until she retreated outside the courtyard, she stood still and stood guard by the door, in case idlers waited to come over and spoil the good deed of the two of them.