Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

Chapter 1385 This is your punishment

Baihe, who was lighting lanterns for the two of them behind, turned around hurriedly when he saw such a battle.

Lin Qingyuan beat Long Xuan once, but was shocked by him with greater force.

Long Xuan didn't let go until she was panting.

He put his head against his forehead, and reached out his hand to brush her hair, "This is your punishment."

Lin Qingyuan was trying to calm her breath, and when she heard the words, she stared at him angrily, "Why?"

Long Xuan pointed to his red lips, "Whose masterpiece?"

Lin Qingyuan blushed when he saw his water-stained lips, but she felt a little guilty about the spicy dishes he deliberately picked up for him during the meal.

"Where did I know you can't eat spicy food?"

"Really don't know? Or, knowingly committed?" Long Xuan lowered his head and looked at her carefully.

"I just don't know." Lin Qingyuan didn't admit it.

Long Xuan snorted, and suddenly hugged her horizontally, and said to Bai He, "Lead the way."

Bai He quickly turned around and walked forward.

"Let me down!" Lin Qingyuan punched Long Xuan's chest irritably.

Long Xuan didn't care, but instead said, "The black lamp is blind, I'm afraid you will fall down clumsily."

"You are stupid!" Lin Qingyuan became even more angry, wishing to scratch Hua Hua's hateful face.

When she arrived in her boudoir, Long Xuan put her down.

This is the first time Long Xuan has set foot in her boudoir before her marriage.

Her boudoir is divided into two rooms inside and outside, with a bead curtain between them.

The inner room should be where she slept. The outer room had a soft couch near the window. In the middle, there was a round table and a few embroidered stools. On the east corner, there was a desk.

The table was neat and tidy, except for pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

However, there were a few scrolls in the vase in the corner.

Long Xuan's eyes paused, and he walked to the soft couch and sat down.

Lin Qingyuan glanced at him awkwardly. Seeing that she couldn't move him, she gave up and went to take a shower.

After Bai He made a cup of tea for Long Xuan, he walked out.

Long Xuan drank a cup of tea and saw that Lin Qingyuan hadn't come out, so he got up and walked around the house.

When he walked to the desk, his slender fingers stroked the edge of the table, his gaze was fixed on the vase next to him, his action paused, and he finally took out the painting without suppressing curiosity.

He was a little curious about Lin Qingyuan's noisy temperament.

Slender fingers flipped through the painting in the vase, and finally, pulled out a roll.

However, when the scroll was opened, his expression changed when he saw the people and poems painted inside.

When Lin Qingyuan came out of the shower, she saw him standing at the desk, looking through her paintings.

At first she was a little unconcerned, but when she remembered something, her complexion changed abruptly, and she ran over and said displeasedly, "How can you just turn around my things?"

Long Xuan turned around, she couldn't stop her, she threw herself into his arms.

But she had no time to complain. Seeing the painting in his hand, she quickly reached out to get it back.

However, she stretched out her hand, and Long Xuan raised the painting high, and she caught it.

"Return me soon?" She was very angry, and should have destroyed this painting.

"So nervous? Is there anything shameful in this painting?" Long Xuan's expression was unhappy, his eyes still a little gloomy.

"What's your business?" Lin Qingyuan choked on him.

Hearing this, Long Xuan suddenly held her shoulders, turned her around, leaned against the table, then squinted, looking at her dangerously, "Who am I to you?"

When Lin Qingyuan met his dangerous eyes, she swallowed, "Husband, husband."

"Then your business has nothing to do with me?" Long Xuan pursued her fiercely.

(End of this chapter)