Lu Liang was slightly stunned.
The two have been married for more than ten years, and they are most aware of the subtle changes in him.
She pursed her lips and said nothing. She quickly climbed into the pool, walked around behind the screen, and put on her dress.
If it were any later, she was afraid that she would not be able to climb up.
After doing this for a few days, isn't he still tired of it
Middle-aged men are so scary!
When Long Yang saw her going into the pool without saying hello, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. When he realized what he was doing, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, "Wei Wei, am I a scourge?"
Lu Liangwei had already put on her dress, and while tying her belt, she walked out, glanced at him, and said truthfully: "Your Majesty, don't be humble, you are much scarier than a savage beast."
Long Yang hesitated and waved to her, "Come here."
"I won't delay your hot spring bath. You take your time and I'll go out first." Lu Liangwei went there when he was tired of living. After saying that, he twisted his waist and went out.
When Long Yang looked at Pingting's graceful appearance, he felt that blood and energy were rising in his body. After one more glance, he felt that he might explode and die.
He quickly withdrew his gaze and used the Bingxin Jue to suppress the restlessness in his heart.
I thought to myself: This woman is really a temptress.
She is obviously not young anymore, but she seems to be getting more and more charming, and she can always easily tease him and make him unable to control himself.
The idea of soaking in hot springs suddenly seemed like asking for money.
I am afraid that the two years of self-cultivation will be in vain.
When Long Yang went out after taking a dip, Lu Liangwei was sitting on the swing in the courtyard.
The black hair is like clouds, scattered on the shoulders and back, and there are some fine water drops on it, which reflects the luster under the sunlight.
She wore a long white loose dress with a long and beautiful skirt. She looked like a fairy who had fallen into the mortal world, fresh and refined, and incomparable.
When she noticed that he was coming out, she looked back at him, a smile appeared on her lips, and she urged unceremoniously, "Your Majesty, come here and help me push."
A smile appeared in Long Yang's deep and unpredictable eyes, he looked at her lovingly and walked over casually.
He held onto the rope of the swing, leaned forward and kissed her forehead, then held up her chin with one hand and gave her a long, deep kiss.
Lu Liangwei's cheeks turned red and he was panting. He stretched out his hand to push him and said coquettishly: "Restrain yourself, there are still servants here."
Long Yang didn't care much, "Just think of them as flowers and plants."
Zhao Qian: "..."
The servant of the palace: "..."
The corner of Lu Liangwei's mouth twitched. She was not as high as him and could treat living people as flowers and plants.
Long Yang picked up her wet hair and frowned, "Why don't you know how to dry it first?"
"There is sunshine today, just let it dry out." Lu Liang said nonchalantly.
"Although there is sunshine today, the temperature is still very low. Be careful to catch a cold." Long Yang scolded her with disapproval and ordered the servants on the side to get a cloth.
"Don't mess with my hair, please help me push it." Lu Liangwei grabbed his hand and urged.
"Wipe your hair first." Long Yang was unmoved. He took the cloth and carefully wiped her wet hair.
"I'm not a child, I can wipe it myself." Lu Liangwei reached out to grab the cloth.
She is considered middle-aged now, and is always treated like a child by Long Yang, which is sometimes embarrassing.
Long Yang took a deep look at her, "In my eyes, Weiwei has never grown up, she is still the girl she was before."
Lu Liangwei: "..."
Why is her face so hot
What's the matter with shame
(End of chapter)