Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart Chapter 233: Forbearance and restraint

Seeing her looking over, Long Yang immediately stepped forward, "Don't think too much, I have my own arrangements."

Lu Liang looked away slightly, and muttered to himself: She doesn't care about his arrangements.

She thought the first day of junior high school was pretty good, and if he was willing to be her husband, she would not be dissatisfied. Anyway, her original purpose was to recruit a husband, as long as the other person's character and appearance were acceptable.

Of course, this is just her wishful thinking.

Long Yang's instigation to appear in the arena on the first day of junior high school.

Although she did not speak, Long Yang was keenly aware of her disapproval.

When she entered the city, she covered her face with a veil, and at this moment, only a pair of beautiful jet-black eyes were exposed.

She took the rein and sat on the horse, looking a little careless.

Long Yang narrowed his narrow and cold eyes slightly, and then he drove his horse closer.

The clear and pleasant smell penetrated into Lu Liangwei's nasal cavity in an instant. She blinked and looked at the distance between the two of them. This is a busy street. Why did he get so close?

"Wei Wei..."

He suddenly whispered her name.

Lu Liang was slightly taken aback.

His voice is undoubtedly pleasant, deep and magnetic, especially when calling her name, it is a little less intimidating and more gentle.

But for some reason, she always felt that when he called her by her name, there was an imperceptible forbearance and restraint.

She looked at him blankly.

Long Yang had already held her small hand, and the wide sleeves well concealed the intimacy between the two of them at this moment.

Long Yang's calm and majestic eyebrows seemed to have softened a lot, and a faint smile flashed in his deep and unpredictable eyes. Soulful illusion.

"After five days, I will definitely visit the old lady and your father personally."

Lu Liangwei's fingers curled up subconsciously, the nails scratched the man's palm, and then they were held even tighter.

Her heart trembled, she nodded calmly, "Oh."

Long Yang looked at her carefully.

So calm, without any repulsion or disgust?

Long Yang was a little surprised.

"Do you know what I mean?"

His hands were dry and warm, and Lu Liangwei's hands were slightly wet from being held. He took the opportunity to break free from his hands, looked up at him, and did not pretend to be confused, "Understood."

His purpose is so obvious, and she is not stupid, how could she not understand what he meant?

Five days later, he will visit the house and propose marriage to his grandmother and father himself.

Of course Long Yang knew that she was not stupid, but she had rejected her before and stated that she did not want to be his queen, so he was a little surprised by her reaction at this time.

"Well, wait for me obediently." Long Yang didn't care about the hand she brushed away, and rubbed her head instead.

Lu Liang was slightly embarrassed.

When her father and brother touched her head, she didn't feel any discomfort, but when Long Yang touched her head, she always felt a strange feeling in her heart.

"It's late, I'm going back."

"Well, I'll see you off." Long Yang said in a gentle voice.

Hearing this, Lu Liang glanced at him slightly. If it weren't for the majestic and dignified aura in him that people couldn't ignore, people would definitely think that he is such a gentle person on weekdays.

But Lu Liangwei knew that he was not.

Leaving aside his status as an emperor, he himself is not a gentle person.

When he arrived at the gate of Duke Zhen's mansion, Long Yang did not dismount.

Lu Liang got off his horse slightly and handed the reins to the servants who were waiting at the side. Just as he was about to say goodbye to Long Yang, he saw Zhao Gan carrying things over.