It took a while for the sound to calm down.
Considering how unfamiliar he was just now, it seems that he really has no experience in this area.
She really didn't want to laugh, but she couldn't help but laugh when she thought about how he was a majestic emperor and still in his thirties, running rampant like a young boy without any experience.
Hearing her sudden laughter, Long Yang's hand on her back froze and he looked down at her, "It doesn't hurt anymore?"
Lu Liang shook his head shyly, "It still hurts."
Long Yang rubbed his brows and cursed Zhao Qian's album for being useless.
He obviously followed the instructions in the album, but why does Weiwei keep crying out that it hurts
When she cried out that it hurt, he was afraid that he would hurt her.
Thinking about it, he frowned, are all women so delicate
But she was so young that if he thought about it again, he could only endure it.
"Since it still hurts, why can you still laugh?" He said helplessly, brushing her wet temples to her ears with his slender fingers.
"Is it possible that I'm still crying?" Lu Liang took a slight breath and asked in a low voice.
Long Yang reminded him amusingly: "Who cried so loudly in front of me, and who was begging for mercy?"
Lu Liang murmured softly: "I'm not ready yet, so you... of course it hurts."
Long Yang's breath stagnated, and he suddenly touched her delicate white earlobe, "Then what do you want to do to be ready?"
Lu Liangwei felt that the place where he handed her was numb and felt very uncomfortable. She hid and said, "I don't know either. In short, I'm just not ready."
Listening to her confident tone, he suddenly came close to her ear and asked in a low voice: "Then, was I successful just now?"
Lu Liang blushed slightly and felt so embarrassed.
But he still pulled out the Yuanpa from Yi Bu's side and showed it in front of him, "What do you think, Your Majesty?"
Looking at the pure white Yuan Pa, Long Yang suddenly understood something. His handsome face turned red, and he felt embarrassed in his heart. He subconsciously pulled out the pamphlet he had put under his pillow, flipped through it, and felt a little puzzled, "I always follow the pamphlet. Yes, why not?"
Lu Liangwei leaned over and took a look. When he saw what he was holding, he stared at him in disbelief. Then he reacted, screamed and covered his face, "Your Majesty, why are you like this?"
Outside the door, Zhao Qian's fat body trembled.
The queen's screams are too terrifying. Could it be that the master is abusing the queen
Realizing this possibility, he quickly held Zhuyu with one hand and Chujiu with the other, and walked further away.
Zhuyu refused, "Mr. Zhao, what did you do to pull me? I heard the young lady's scream."
"You heard it wrong. That was the Queen's happy voice. You, a little girl, wouldn't understand it." Zhao Qian said seriously.
Zhuyu looked at him with contempt. She didn't understand. Could it be that he, a rootless person, would understand better
She was about to say anything more when she suddenly heard the young lady's soft and begging voice, "Your Majesty, I can't do it anymore, I'm so tired..."
A breathy laugh followed.
Zhuyu blushed instantly and ran faster than Zhao Qian.
Zhao Qian was stunned when he saw Zhuyu running away.
Didn't he say that he wanted to guard her young lady? That's all
He snorted coldly and glanced at Chujiu, who was still calm and composed. Ahjiu was still able to bear it.
However, Ah Jiu was still a girl and was not suitable to hear this, so she took Chu Jiu's arm and said, "Master, I'm afraid it won't be over so soon. We haven't had a drink in a long time. How about a drink?"
A smile appeared on Chujiu's lips, "Okay."
Inside the room, Lu Liang panted slightly and pushed the man, "It's itchy... please don't do this."
Long Yang found that she was ticklish, but he didn't expect her reaction to be so big. When he heard her soft and begging laughter, his body suddenly tensed up. I'm omitting a few words here. (Attached with the author’s cunning smile, you can understand it by yourself)
(End of chapter)