Chapter 1216 He Must Be Restrained

Lu Liang opened his eyes slightly, looked at the jug on the table, thought about it, and nodded, "Okay."

"Good." Long Yang leaned over and kissed the corner of her lips before refilling the glass.

Lu Liangwei leaned against his arms, a little confused, and his head was still a little dizzy. When he looked up and saw his rolling Adam's apple, he couldn't help but reach out and touch it with his fingertips.

Long Yang paused while drinking, lowered his head, and saw the woman staring at his throat with blurred eyes, his throat rolled down, and his eyes became even darker.

Lu Liangwei didn't know when, he had already sat on his lap, hugged his neck, and buried his head in his strength.

Long Yang's fingers holding the wine glass suddenly tightened, and a dull sound came out of his throat.

Lu Liang was slightly stimulated, and the slender fingertips lingered on his collarbone.

Long Yang suddenly raised his hand and pulled out the hosta that was used to hold her hair in her hair.

Immediately, a long black brocade-like hair flowed down, and the woman's face covered with rouge made her even more charming.

But she didn't know anything about everything around her, and she was obsessed with his sexy collarbone, and she didn't even notice that the clothes were loosened.

Until the man's lips stained with alcohol covered hers.

She whimpered suddenly, and her fingers on the placket of his clothes suddenly tugged tightly, all the sounds disappeared as the wine entered her stomach, only a soft low cry.

The next day, when Lu Liangwei woke up, he felt like he didn't know where he was.

Just when he was a little dazed, the man's sturdy arms wrapped around him, and his voice was soft and indulgent, "Does your head still hurt?"

Lu Liang buried his face under the quilt and shook his head gently, "It doesn't hurt."

"Then why is it still uncomfortable?" Long Yang saw that she had been digging into the quilt, so he simply hugged her.

Lu Liang buried his face in his arms, his voice was soft and a little aggrieved, "My leg hurts..."

Thinking of what happened last night, Long Yang felt ashamed, "Well, I'll give you a massage." After that, let her lie down, sit up, hold her slender legs with big hands, and gently massage her Massage.

Lu Liang glanced at him secretly, seeing that he was distressed, the corners of his mouth twitched, but he made a deliberate sound.

Hearing this, Long Yang's blood surged and he was sweating all over, but he was worried about her leg pain, so he could only restrain himself.

Lu Liangwei just pinched him and became more arrogant.

Hmph, let him coax her to drink, and finally give her...

Thinking of last night... her face was also very hot.

The emperor really has no scruples, but his physical strength is still so good.

For a long time, she couldn't take it anymore.

She had to let him restrain himself, so as not to overdo it.

Long Yang didn't know her psychological thoughts, and while restraining her thoughts, he massaged her tirelessly.

When it was almost over, Lu Liangwei found out with conscience and said, "It's no longer painful, so don't press it any more."

Only then did Long Yang withdraw his hands, help her up, and get up to get her a dress.

"By the way, are you okay today?" Lu Liangwei asked while wearing a dress.

Usually when she woke up, he was mostly absent, but I didn't expect that he was still here so late today.

"No." Long Yang responded, leaning over to put on her shoes and socks for her.

Lu Liang thought for a while, and said a little excitedly, "Since you're fine, let's go out for a walk in a while."

Long Yang glanced at her, "Does your leg hurt anymore?"

Lu Liang felt a little guilty, but said on his face, "It doesn't hurt anymore."