Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

Chapter 187 seems to be on fire

On the seventh day of the seventh lunar month, Yiyan turned around and listened behind her. The girl said briskly: "Please squat down."

It was only on the seventh day that she realized what she wanted to do.

He frowned, and just about to squat down, suddenly, a slender figure appeared in his sight.

"On the seventh day, you retreat."

On the seventh day of the seventh lunar month, he glanced at him and obediently stepped aside.

Lu Liangwei looked at the broad back that suddenly appeared in front of him, his head was full of mud, and he heard the man's voice say softly, "Come up."

Lu Liang shook his hands slightly and stared at his back for a moment for hesitation. Although she was a year younger than her on the seventh day of the day, she would rather be a little bit meaner than when he carried sandbags back to the Palace of the Earthquake.

Of course, in the face of the seventh day, she can have no pressure, but the subject is changed to Long Marting, just...

Lu Liang felt the pressure was so great that she couldn't be calm and fearless for an emperor to carry herself.

"The emperor, let the seventh day..."

"My light skill is better than him." Long Yang interrupted her slightly.

When Lu Liang remembered it slightly, the speed he felt when he was carried on his shoulders on the seventh day.

Although she doesn’t know much about light gong, she can bring a person with her own strength, and she can come and go freely between the Palace of the Earthquake and the imperial palace. Needless to say, light gong on the seventh day of the day must be Very high, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is superb.

And the light gong of the seventh day is already amazing. If it is better than the seventh day, she can't imagine how good Long Yang's light gong is?

"It's very late. If you don't leave, it will be dawn." Long Yang saw that she hadn't moved for a long time, and glanced back at her, only to see her small face hesitating.

He pursed his lower lip, suddenly pulled her arm and placed it on his neck.

Lu Liangwei's body stiffened, and she forgot all the reactions, until she felt his palm supporting her thigh, and then squeezed it up, and she didn't react.

"You are too light." Long Yang seemed to smile.

Lu Liangwei was so stiff that he couldn't move, he didn't hear what he said at all, there was a buzz in his head.

I only felt that the place where his palm was pressed, seemed to be on fire, and it was hot.

Obviously separated by the pants, but the temperature of his hand passed through the pants, making her feel like she was being burnt instantly, making her feel uncomfortable.

Long Yang noticed it and thought she was cold, so he wrapped the quilt tightly around her.

Lu Liangwei's brain was blank at this time, and his whole body passively lay on his broad back, holding his breath, not moving, as if he could not even breathe.

It wasn't until the cold wind blew her face that she trembled and woke up slightly.

Long Yang's light work is indeed very good. With her back on her back, she can still leap very safely on the roof ridges. It is not as rude as the seventh day, which makes her dizzy.

But other than that, Lu Liangwei didn't feel that his light work was better than that of the seventh day.

His speed was not very fast, at least in her opinion, he was not faster than the seventh day, but was much calmer than the seventh day, so she did not feel any discomfort.

It didn't take long for the Palace of the Earthquake to arrive. Long Yang carried her back and landed on the roof of Weixi Garden.

It was probably because Lu Liangwei was tensed all the way along the way. When her feet touched the roof, her legs softened and she almost fell. Fortunately, Long Yang's eyes were quick and her hands were quick, and she caught her in time.

"Thank you." Lu Liang came back to his senses and quickly broke away from him.

Long Yang cast his eyes down and glanced at her, then withdrew his hand calmly.

(End of this chapter)