Staring at her dark and beautiful eyes, Long Yang's heart seemed to be clenched tightly by something. It hurt and swelled. After a long while, he suddenly said: "Wei Wei, after the wedding, we will have a child."
Lu Liangwei: "..."
The topic jumped too quickly and she couldn't keep up.
Why did you mention the child again
Her face felt hot and red, and she couldn't help but whisper: "I'm still a child..."
"But I'm not young anymore." Long Yang sighed softly. He is already thirty years old, and he doesn't know if he can get Weiwei pregnant. If not, what should she do if he leaves first? Without him and no children, wouldn't she be helpless
She must have a child in order to have security. Otherwise, if Long Chi inherits the throne, will he...
Thinking of this possibility, murderous intent suddenly flashed in his eyes.
But I also felt that he definitely didn’t think much about it.
It was Long Chi's stupidity to miss Weiwei before, but there's no guarantee that he won't regret it when he sees Weiwei's goodness.
Last time in the Royal Garden, Long Chi's attitude toward Wei Wei was a little subtle, which made him feel uncomfortable.
Weiwei is only fifteen years old this year. If one day, he leaves Weiwei first, will Long Chi, who ascends the throne of God, respect Weiwei as the Queen Mother and serve her well instead of taking her as his own
Thinking of the latter, Long Yang's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, with a cold light overflowing.
For some reason, Lu Liangwei felt sad when she heard him say that he was no longer young.
Yes, he is fifteen years older than me.
She will definitely come first in the future...
She stopped her wandering thoughts, hugged his arm, and comforted him: "Actually, you are still very young. You are only thirty years old. You are no longer in your seventies or eighty."
Long Yang's gloomy mood suddenly improved. He hooked her chin and said, "If I replaced the word "you" with "you", I would probably feel that I am still quite young. But you repeatedly use the word "you" to remind me that I am an elder. Can I not think too much about the existence of the world?"
Lu Liangwei heard the words and laughed loudly, "Your Majesty, you are so interesting..."
"Huh?" Long Yang stared at her unkindly.
Lu Liangwei could only say: "Okay, I will pay attention to it in the future." Thinking of something, he couldn't help but said, "Actually, I really regard you as my father..."
Long Yangfeng's eyes narrowed, "Lu Liangwei!"
Lu Liang's heart trembled slightly and he quickly said, "I was just kidding you."
Long Yang caught her in his arms, bowed his head and kissed her.
Lu Liangwei hid for a while, but he didn't, so he had to let him go.
After the lengthy kiss, Long Yang held the girl in his arms and said hoarsely: "Your father is much older than me. You are not allowed to compare me to him in the future."
Lu Liang was slightly dissatisfied and gasped: "Nonsense, my father is not old at all, he is still very young."
"Really, but he is already thirty-eight years old." Long Yang frowned, and he really didn't like that Lu Hetian's status in Weiwei's heart was higher than his own.
"But he is only eight years older than you." Lu Liangwei retorted.
"Thirty-eight is still very young, so I'm only thirty, wouldn't I be younger?" Long Yang said with some joy.
Lu Liang glanced at him slightly.
"If you want to comfort yourself like this, that's fine."
"Didn't you just say that I was still young?" Long Yang stared at her, and if she dared to say something negative, he would give her a good look.
Lu Liangwei is very practical: "The emperor is young, handsome, and suave. He is in his prime..."
"Are you possessed by Zhao Qian?" Long Yang raised his eyebrows and couldn't help laughing.
(End of chapter)