He quickly searched in his mind for something that could tempt Miss Lu Er, but he saw that the curtain of the carriage was suddenly opened, and the man's slender hand had been stretched out.
"Weiwei, come up."
Lu Liangwei really wanted to pretend she didn't see the hand, but the presence of that hand was so strong that it was difficult for her to ignore it.
While hesitating, I heard the man's deep and smiling voice saying: "Want me to hug you?"
Before he could finish his words, Lu Liangwei climbed onto the carriage on his hands and knees.
Zhao Qian, Chujiu and Zhuyu on the side: "..."
As soon as Lu Liangwei entered the carriage, he was pulled by the man and sat on his lap.
Lu Liangwei looked at the curtain that had fallen, and despite being embarrassed, couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.
Zhao Gan jumped on the carriage and was about to drive away when Zhuyu came back to her senses and quickly asked: "Miss, what should I do about the shop?"
Lu Liangwei's calm voice came from the carriage, "You and Ah Jiu go and have a look. If it's similar, let senior buy it first."
"Okay, slave girl, go right away." Zhuyu responded briskly, pulled Chujiu and ran away.
The carriage started moving again. Lu Liangwei saw that Long Yang was still hugging him, and his face turned red. He leaned into his ear and whispered, "Your Majesty, I want to sit by myself."
Long Yang's hand on her waist was a little tighter, and his voice was a little hoarse, "Is it okay if I hold you?"
"Hot." Just after Lu Liangwei finished speaking, he felt a chill coming from his waist.
"Is it still hot?" Long Yang looked at her jokingly.
Lu Liang pursed his lower lip slightly and lowered his head to look at his palm.
After thinking for a while, he put his palm over it. Sure enough, the coolness came from his palm.
She turned over his palm in amazement, "Is this the legendary internal power transmission? Your Majesty, what kind of evil skill are you practicing?" It's so amazing, it's like an air conditioner.
"Legendary? Evil power?" Long Yang chewed on these two words and looked at her funny.
Lu Liang paused for a moment, "Isn't it an evil skill?"
"Of course not, this is called Bing Xin Jue." Long Yang stretched out his finger and scratched her nose.
Lu Liang's heart suddenly moved, and he suddenly grabbed his palm, covering his face, and then urged: "Then your Majesty, please use the Ice Heart Art to cool me down. It feels so comfortable."
The soft and smooth touch under the palm, coupled with the girl's soft and touching voice, sounded in this flat 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 saying, "I'll give it to you directly."
She leaned in the man's arms, gasping for air, not daring to move any more.
Long Yang looked at the girl who dared not move in his arms, with a smile flashing in his eyes. Looking at the thin sweat on her forehead, he picked up the handkerchief and wiped it for her gently.
Lu Liangwei came to his senses and quickly stopped him, "I can do it myself."
Although this was not the first time the two had kissed, it still made her feel at a loss, and her heartbeat was uncontrollable, as if it was about to jump out.
She needed to find something to do to distract herself.
(End of chapter)