Long Yang covered Lu Liangwei with a dark cloak. Just as he was about to walk away, his eyes were attracted by her beautiful and elegant face.
His eyes fell on her delicate, white and smooth face, he paused and simply sat down on the chair next to her.
She looked very peaceful and well-behaved when she was sleeping. Her thick and long eyelashes cast a shadow under her eyelids.
The nose is pretty, and against the snow-white complexion, the lips look even brighter, like the freshest cherries, bright and attractive.
His eyes fell on her lips and lingered for a moment. Just as he was about to look away, he saw a small black dot at the corner of her mouth, which seemed to be black sesame seeds that had accidentally stuck to her while eating.
He hesitated for a moment, stretched out his index finger, and wanted to wipe it away for her. However, he didn't know what the sleeping girl was dreaming about. As soon as his finger touched the corner of her mouth, she held it and took it into her mouth.
Long Yang's body stiffened and his eyes narrowed slightly.
The warmth and moisture coming from the fingertips made his eyes darken suddenly.
The next moment, the end of his fingertips was brushed by something soft, and his body quickly became as tight as iron.
His eyes darkened, looking at the sleeping and defenseless girl, and finally pulled out his finger.
When he saw the wet water stain on his fingertips, his eyes were horribly dark. Under the light, you could vaguely see a layer of fine beads of sweat covering his forehead.
Lu Liangwei was sleeping soundly, and it was Lu Tingchen who came over to push her awake.
She rubbed her sleepy eyes, looked around blankly, and then asked lazily: "Brother, can you go home? I really want to sleep."
Lu Tingchen felt distressed and funny at the same time when he saw her like this, "Of course, let's go quickly."
Lu Liang shook his numb arm slightly, his expression a little painful, "My hand is numb."
Seeing her sitting there and refusing to move, Lu Tingchen said angrily: "Your hands are numb, not your legs. Get up quickly."
Lu Liangwei said a little shamelessly: "Brother, you carry me."
Lu Tingchen laughed angrily at her and sneered: "Why have you become so lazy?"
As he said this, he turned his back and squatted down in front of her, "Lazy girl, come up quickly."
Lu Liang lay on his back with a smile and pressed his strong back with his hands, feeling inexplicably relieved.
She patted his shoulder, becoming more playful and said, "Xiao Luzi, get started!"
The corner of Lu Tingchen's mouth twitched, and he cursed with a smile: "Believe it or not, I will throw you down?"
"I don't believe it." Lu Liangwei hugged his neck, feeling confident.
"Lu Liangwei, did I owe you something in my previous life?" Lu Tingchen had no way to deal with her.
"Perhaps." Lu Liang thought for a moment and said, seemingly truthfully.
Lu Tingchen laughed angrily, shook his head, walked out of the house slightly with Lu Liang on his back, and walked directly towards the gate of Longqian Palace.
It was a bit cold at night, so Lu Liang lay slightly on his back and huddled up.
At this time, Lu Tingchen paused in his forward steps, turned his head and looked to the left, "Your Majesty."
Lu Liang raised his head slightly and followed his gaze, and saw Long Yang walking out of the dormitory, with long black hair hanging loose and covered with moisture.
He was wearing a snow-white coat and a dark cloak.
Ged was a little far away and couldn't see clearly what kind of expression he had on his face at this time.
But Lu Liangwei could still feel that his eyes were falling on him at this moment.
Deep, awe-inspiring, and unpredictable.
Lu Liang held Lu Tingchen's hand slightly and curled up slightly.
"Your Majesty, it's getting late. I'll take my sister out of the palace first."
Lu Tingchen's voice suddenly sounded, making Lu Liang slightly relieved for no reason, and she lay on Lu Tingchen's shoulder again.
(End of chapter)