Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart Chapter 448: Your Majesty, what evil skills are you practicing

He quickly searched for something that could tempt Miss Lu in his mind, but he saw that the curtain of the carriage was lifted suddenly, and the man's slender hand had already stretched out.

"Wei Wei, come up."

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

While hesitating, I heard the man's deep and laughing voice say: "Want me to hug you?"

Before he finished speaking, Lu Liangwei had already climbed onto the carriage with hands and feet.

Zhao Gan, Chu Jiu, and Zhuyu on the side: "..."

Lu Liangwei had just entered the carriage when he was pulled by the man and sat on his lap.

Looking at the curtain that had already fallen, Lu Liangwei couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in embarrassment.

Zhao Gan jumped into the carriage and was about to drive the carriage away when Zhuyu came to his senses and hurriedly asked: "Miss, what about the shop?"

Lu Liangwei's calm voice came from the carriage, "You and Ah Jiu go and have a look, if they are similar, let the senior buy it first."

"Okay, I'll go now, servant girl." Zhuyu responded briskly, pulled Chu Jiu and ran away.

The carriage started to drive again, Lu Liangwei saw that Long Yang was still hugging him, blushed, leaned into his ear and whispered: "Your Majesty, I want to sit by myself."

Long Yang's hand on her waist tightened a little, and his voice was a little hoarse, "Is it okay for me to hold you?"

"Hot." Just as Lu Liangwei finished speaking, he felt a chill coming from his waist.

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

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

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

She flipped his palm in amazement, "Could this be the legendary transmission of internal force? Your Majesty, what kind of evil skill are you practicing?" It's amazing, just like an air conditioner.

"In legend? Evil work?" Long Yang chewed on these two words and looked at her with a smile.

Lu Liang paused for a moment, "Isn't it evil?"

"Of course not, it's called Bing Xin Jue." Long Yang scratched her nose with his fingers.

Lu Liang's heart moved slightly, he suddenly grabbed his palm, covered his face, and urged: "Then the emperor will use Bing Xin Jue to cool me down, it's so comfortable."

The soft and smooth touch under the palm, coupled with the girl's soft and moving voice, resounded in this narrow space, making Long Yang almost lose control.

The cold feeling disappeared from his face. Before Lu Liangwei could react, he heard the man's deep and hoarse voice say: "I'll transfer it to you directly."

She leaned against the man's arms, panting heavily, not daring to move.

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

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

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

She needs to find something to do in order to divert her attention.