Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

Chapter 1553 thinks he is old and he is not slack

Lu Liangwei shook his head quickly, "I didn't mean that. What I said clearly is the two of us."

Long Yang sneered, and if he believed her, there would be ghosts.

The two are fifteen years old. If she is also old, wouldn't he be older?

What she meant implicitly, it was obvious that he was old and no longer useful, so she felt relieved.

Did she always think of herself like this in her heart?

Long Yang rubbed his eyebrows, only to feel angry.

He sneered, rolled up his sleeves, and suddenly strode towards her.

Seeing his pose, Lu Liang ran away slightly.

But she lowered the speed of the "old man" Long Martingale.

She almost turned around, Long Yang had already caught up with her and carried her on his shoulders.

"I'll let you know in a moment, if I am not useful." Long Yang's eyes narrowed and his tone was extremely dangerous.

No man would like to be questioned by his own woman about his abilities, and Long Marting is no exception.

Thinking of him over the past two years, in order to be able to accompany Wei Wei better and longer, he has worked hard to cultivate his personality and restrained a lot in certain things.

Wine is the easiest to hollow out, so he rarely even drinks.

But she was fine, she missed him that way.

It seems that his restraint is slightly misunderstood.

Think he is old and strong?

He has to let her know today whether he is old or not.

The children were not in the palace, and Long Marting was a little less scrupulous. He took Lu Liangwei back to the sleeping hall, and after bolting the door of the room, he did not leave the palace door for a whole day.

Zhao Gan conscientiously guarded the gate of the palace, far away, but still could hear the cry of the empress.

He stretched out his hands to cover his ears, and the master of Xindao was really a beast.

He's a lot of age, and he doesn't care about his dragon body. Is he still young?

Although the master is physically strong, plus daily exercises, he is indeed healthy and stronger than some hairy boys.

After thinking about it this way, I feel that it's okay for the master to indulge occasionally.

He patted his head, a little spit on himself.

He is really worried about eating carrots!

The next day, Lu Liangwei felt as if his whole person had been taken apart and reorganized, and his body was so aching to death.

Lu Liangwei was suddenly angry when he saw that a satisfied emperor was still lying in bed.

How old she is, and her mission is tossing her.

Hearing her crying, he was not moved.

Just for revenge, she said he was not useful?

He really didn't use it, she was the one who didn't use it.

Seeing his sleeping handsome face, Lu Liangwei became more and more angry, and a feeling of jealousy grew in his heart.

An old man in his forties, he could still have such a radiant face, his skin was so tight that he was jealous, and there were no blemishes on it.

Sure enough, God is very kind to this man.

She leaned close to him, really wanting to take a bite on his face and make him faceless facing the civil and military.

Just as she was thinking about where it would be feasible to utter her mouth, suddenly, her waist tightened, and then she threw herself on the man's chest.

The man's deep eyes slowly opened, seemingly smiling but not smiling, "Weiwei, your strength is getting worse and worse."

Lu Liangwei heard the ridicule in his words, grabbed the pillow with his hand, and couldn't help but smashed his handsome face.

Asshole, it's cheap, and it's good.

"Is it angry?" Long Yang easily caught the "murder weapon" she smashed, hooked his mouth, and his brows were happy.

The corner of Lu Liang's mouth twitched slightly, and now he finally knew that this servant was actually taking revenge. She alluded to him yesterday that he was old and it was useless.

Thinking of this, she didn't get angry. Instead, she glanced at him coolly, and said unhurriedly: "It seems that the emperor's performance last night is just an eagerness to prove something. Indeed, you did it, and your energy remains unchanged. , The concubines are willing to bow down."

(End of this chapter)