Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

Chapter 1322 Long Martingale: You don’t like it

Seeing him so happy, Lu Liangwei knew that Jier hadn't cried this morning.

For this, she is also happy.

In the past few days, Jill has not repelled them as much as before. In the absence of the seventh day, it is a good phenomenon to stay with them for a long time.

After embracing Yin'er to Niang Wang, Lu Liang stood up slightly and stretched out his hand to Ji'er, "Ji'er, come, here is in the mother's arms."

Ji Er was playing with a piece of jade pendant, which was carried by Long Marting.

Hearing Lu Liangwei's voice, Jill raised her beautiful black eyes, took a quiet look at her, and stretched out her little arm.

Lu Liangwei was cute by her reaction, and his heart suddenly became soft and messed up.

Embracing Ji Er's soft body into his arms, Lu Liang glanced at Long Marting slightly provocatively, as if to say, you see, Ji Er also likes me to hold her very much.

Long Yang smiled, but didn't say anything, because he had hugged Jill all morning today.

He turned around and hugged Yaoyao who was lying on the couch playing with a windmill.

Yaoyao was playing with the colorful windmill. When she saw him, she immediately threw the windmill in her hand. She had enough small hands to reach his hair, and then grinned at him, making a babbling sound in her mouth.

"It seems that Yaoyao likes his father very much." Lu Liangwei was very happy when he saw Yaoyao's reaction.

Long Yang held Yaoyao in his arms, and after hearing the words, he glanced at her, "Don't you like it?"

Lu Liangwei: "..."

She glanced at the palace man and the two nurses next to her, and gave him a shameful look.

Don't look at any occasion, can you talk privately between husband and wife when no one is there?

Looking at her embarrassed look, Long Yang's mouth curled up, and said to the grandmother Wang: "Hold the little prince to me, and you all retreat first."

Wang Niang Yiyan stepped forward and hugged Long Yin to him.

Long Yang took it with one hand and sat with his son on his lap.

Long Yin glanced at him lazily, and then closed his eyes with no interest.

Long Yang was used to his son's indifferent attitude, and he didn't care about it.

Seeing that her brother wanted to sleep again, Yaoyao quickly let go of her father's hair and grabbed her brother's clothes instead, her mouth babbling and she didn't know what she was talking about.

After the nurse and the palace people all stepped back, Lu Liangwei hugged Ji'er and got up and sat beside Long Yang, letting the three brothers and sisters get closer.

Jill heard Yaoyao's noise, she couldn't help but look up, and saw that her sister was making trouble with her brother. She couldn't help but stretched out her hand to grab her brother's clothes, making a babble sound in her mouth unwillingly. .

Long Yin was irritated by the quarrel with his two younger sisters, and simply opened his eyes.

A pair of black glaze-like eyes, quietly staring at the two younger sisters, as if thinking, to see when you can make trouble.

Lu Liangwei looked at his son at a young age, and Taishan collapsed before him, but he calmly and calmly looked at Long Martingale in surprise.

"Did you be so quiet when you were young?" She felt that Long Yin was more like the emperor. Not only the facial features, but even the temperament is also like, it has been revealed at a young age.

Long Yang shook his head, "I don't remember very much, but I should not be as lazy as him. You see he wants to sleep at every turn, lazily."

"What's lazy? He just has a quiet temper." Lu Liangwei didn't like him talking about his son like that, his lips pursed, a little dissatisfied.

"I said he can't say a word?" Long Yang raised his eyebrows. If he hadn't held two children in his arms, he really wanted to touch her face with his hands. This girl has already given birth to three children and is still so cute.

"Of course not. Yin'er is so well-behaved. I have never seen a child as good as him. You should be content and you can't criticize him." Lu Liang hummed slightly, "Moreover, if Yin'er is lazy, it's inherited. You, you were definitely lazier when you were a kid."

(End of this chapter)