Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

Chapter 448 What evil do you practice, the emperor?

He quickly searched for things that would fascinate Miss Lu Er, but saw that the curtain of the carriage was suddenly opened, and the man's slender hand was stretched out.

"Weiwei, come up."

Lu Liangwei wanted to pretend that he didn't see that hand, but the sense of presence of that hand was so strong that she couldn't even ignore it.

While hesitating, I heard the man's low and smiling voice saying: "Want me to hold you?"

Before his words fell, Lu Liangwei climbed onto the carriage with hands and feet.

Zhao Qian, the ninth day and Zhuyu on the side: "..."

Lu Liangwei entered the carriage, and was pulled by the man to sit on his lap.

Lu Liang looked at the curtain that had fallen, and couldn't help but breathe in embarrassment.

Zhao Qian jumped into the carriage and was about to drive away in the carriage. At this moment, Zhuyu, who had recovered, quickly asked, "Miss, what about the shop?"

Lu Liangwei's calm and composed voice came from the carriage, "You go with Ah Jiu and have a look. If it's similar, let Senior buy it first."

"Okay, the slave and maid will go now." Zhuyu responded briskly, pulling the nineth day and ran away.

When the carriage started again, Lu Liang blushed slightly seeing Long Marting still holding him, and he leaned into his ear and whispered: "My lord, I want to sit by myself."

Long Yang's hand on her waist tightened a little, and his voice was a little low, "Isn't it good for me to hold you?"

"Hot." Lu Liangwei just finished speaking, feeling a coolness coming from his waist.

"Is it still hot?" Long Marting looked at her playfully.

Lu Liang pursed his lower lip and looked down at his palm.

After thinking about it, he covered his palm, and sure enough, the coolness came from his palm.

She flipped his palm in amazement, "Is this the legendary internal force transmission? Your Majesty, what evil do you practice?" It's amazing, it's just like an air conditioner.

"Legend? Evil?" Long Yang chewed these two words and looked at her amused.

Lu Liang paused slightly, "Isn't it an evil technique?"

"Of course not, this is called Bing Xin Jue." Long Yang stretched his fingers and scratched her nose.

Lu Liang moved slightly, and suddenly grabbed his palm and covered his face, then urged: "The emperor will use Bing Xin Jue to cool me down again. It's so comfortable."

The soft and smooth touch under the palm, coupled with the girl's soft and moving voice, sounded in this squat space, making Long Yang almost out of control.

The icy feeling disappeared from his face. Before Lu Liangwei could react, he heard the man's low and dull voice: "I'll cross it directly to you."

She leaned against the man's arms, panting, and dared not move.

Long Yang looked at the girl who didn't dare to move in his arms, a smile flashed in his eyes, looked at the thin sweat on her forehead, took up the veil, and gently wiped her off.

Lu Liang came back to his senses and quickly stopped, "I'll do it myself."

Although this was not the first time the two kissed, it still made her feel at a loss, her heartbeat was uncontrollable, and she thumped as if she was about to jump out.

She needs something to do to divert her attention.

(End of this chapter)