Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

Chapter 1385: This is your punishment

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Bai He, who was holding a lantern for the two of them at the back, turned around quickly when he saw such a battle.

Lin Qingyuan punched Long Xuan, but he suppressed him with even greater force.

It wasn't until she was out of breath that Long Xuan let go of her.

He rested his head on her forehead and reached out to brush her hair, "This is your punishment."

Lin Qingyuan was trying to calm down. When she heard this, she stared at him angrily, "Why?"

Long Xuan pointed to his red lips, "Whose masterpiece?"

Lin Qingyuan blushed when she saw his water-stained lips, but she felt a little guilty when she thought about the spicy vegetables she had deliberately served him during the meal.

"How did I know you can't eat spicy food?"

"Do you really not know? Or do you mean to say that you knowingly committed the crime?" Long Xuan lowered his head and looked at her carefully.

"I just don't know." Lin Qingyuan refused to admit it.

Long Xuan snorted, suddenly picked her up and said to Bai He, "Lead the way."

Bai He quickly turned around and walked forward.

"Put me down!" Lin Qingyuan beat Long Xuan's chest irritably.

Long Xuan didn't take it seriously, but said: "You're just blind, I'm afraid you'll fall clumsily."

"You're stupid!" Lin Qingyuan became even more angry and wanted to scratch his hateful face.

After arriving at her boudoir, Long Xuan put her down.

This is the first time Long Xuan has set foot in her boudoir before getting married.

Her boudoir is divided into two rooms, inside and outside, separated by a bead curtain.

The inner room should be where she slept. A soft couch was placed near the window in the outer room. In the middle, there was a round table and several embroidery stools. In the east corner, there was a desk.

The table was very neat, except for pens, ink, paper and inkstones, there was nothing else.

However, there were several scrolls of paintings placed in the vase in the corner.

Long Xuan's eyes paused, then walked to the soft couch and sat down.

Lin Qingyuan glanced at him awkwardly, but when she saw that she couldn't dislodge him, she had to give up and go to take a bath.

Bai He made Long Xuan a cup of tea and then left.

Long Xuan drank a cup of tea and saw that Lin Qingyuan hadn't come out yet, so he got up and walked around the house.

When he walked to the desk, he stroked the edge of the table with his slender fingers. When his eyes were fixed on the vase next to him, he paused for a moment, but finally did not suppress his curiosity and took out the painting.

He was a little curious about what kind of paintings Lin Qingyuan would be like when she calmed down and painted with such a noisy temper.

His slender fingers flipped through the paintings in the vase, and finally pulled out a scroll.

However, when he opened the scroll and saw the people and poems inside, his expression changed.

Lin Qingyuan came out of her bath and saw him standing at the desk, looking through her paintings.

She didn't take it seriously at first, but when she remembered something, her expression suddenly changed, and she ran over quickly, scolding in displeasure, "How could you just rummage through my things?"

Long Xuan turned around, but she couldn't hold back in time and threw herself into his arms.

But she had no time to complain. When she saw the painting in his hand, she quickly reached out to take it back.

However, as soon as she stretched out her hand, Long Xuan raised the painting high, and she missed the opportunity.

"Give it back to me quickly?" She was extremely angry. She should have destroyed the painting in the first place.

"So nervous? Is there something shameful in this painting?" Long Xuan looked unhappy and his eyes were a little gloomy.

"What does it have to do with you?" Lin Qingyuan choked him.

Hearing this, Long Xuan suddenly held her shoulders, turned her around and leaned against the table, then squinted his eyes and looked at her dangerously, "Who am I to you?"

When Lin Qingyuan met his dangerous eyes, she swallowed, "Husband, husband."

"Does your matter have anything to do with me?" Long Xuan chased her and beat her.

(End of chapter)