Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart Chapter 419: Long Yang is a bit too much this time (plus more)


"Have you seen enough?" The man's deep and clear voice sounded.

Lu Liangwei's heart suddenly froze.

Before she could react, the world was spinning before her eyes, she exclaimed, and when she came back to her senses, she was already lying under the man's body.

Facing the man's unfathomable eyes, she suddenly became embarrassed, and pressed her hand firmly on his chest, as if it was safe.

"You, when did you come back?"

"Huh?" Long Yang frowned.

Lu Liang paused for a moment, then changed his words, "When did you come back?"

Long Yang raised his eyebrows, "This morning."

Lu Liang was stunned for a moment, "This morning?"

"Yeah." Long Yang responded lightly, his eyes fell on her delicate red lips.

Lu Liangwei's attention was all on him, and seeing the tiredness in his eyes, his heart moved, "You didn't rush back overnight, did you?"

Long Yang said "Yes" lightly, and would not tell her that in order to come back today, two horses were run away to death.

"You're so surprised, you don't welcome me back?" His slender fingers scraped her soft skin with a playful tone.

The slightly rough fingertips slid across her skin, causing Lu Liang to tremble slightly.

She turned her head, avoiding his movements, and stammered: "...No."

"Really?" Long Yang held her wobbly head, stared at her with deep eyes, and asked in a deep voice.

"Really not." Lu Liangwei's eyelashes trembled slightly, not daring to meet his gaze, she put her hand on his chest, pushed, and changed the subject, "Are you hungry?"

"Very hungry." Long Yang stared at her with a hoarse voice.

Hearing this, Lu Liangwei hurriedly said, "Then get up quickly, and I'll get you a bowl of noodles."

Long Yang didn't intend to get up at all, instead, he took her fingers that were in front of him, took them into his hands, and then leaned on the couch, and said in a low voice, "No hurry." Get closer.

Lu Liangwei's eyelashes trembled unceasingly, his little face was smeared with a blush, and he was so nervous that his palms were sweating.

Long Yang could see her nervousness, and the charm in her heart faded a lot.

But the person who thinks about it day and night is right in front of him, and he has no intention of restraining it.

He lifted her chin with his fingers and bowed his head.

About a quarter of an hour later, Lu Liang came out of the room panting slightly, with a blush still on his face.

Fortunately Zhuyu and Chujiu were not here, otherwise, she would be really embarrassed to death.

Long Yang is a bit too much this time...

Getting rid of distracting thoughts, she hurried into the small kitchen.

Fortunately, there are some ingredients in the small kitchen on weekdays, enough for her to make a bowl of noodles.

She soaked the existing dried shrimps and shiitake mushrooms in water respectively, then cut a small piece of lean meat into cubes, and washed some vegetables for later use.

When Long Yang came over, he saw his little queen busy in the kitchen.

On his birthday, after eating the longevity noodles she made, he knew she could cook, but he hadn't had the chance to see her cook yet.

At this moment, he was still a little surprised to see her standing in front of the stove with ease.

She said that her medical skills are learned, but what about her cooking skills?

It's hard to imagine that a pampered and pampered daughter of the Duke's Mansion can do these things.

He had doubts in his heart.

After the noodles were cooked, Lu Liangwei put them in a soup bowl, took another pair of chopsticks, and planned to bring them back to the house, but turned around, and met the man's deep eyebrows.

She was stunned for a moment, "Why are you here?" Her first reaction was to look outside to make sure that there was no one outside, and then she breathed a sigh of relief.

ps: In order to prevent everyone from reading it uncomfortable, this chapter is updated, thank you for your support all the time, ok, I hope you have a good time reading it!


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