Chapter 1556 Isn't He Tired of It Yet?

Lu Liangwei was stunned.

The two had been married for more than ten years, and they were very clear about the subtle changes in him.

She pursed her lips, said nothing, quickly climbed up the pool, went behind the screen, and put on her dress.

If she was a little later, she was afraid that she would not be able to climb up.

After doing it for a few days, isn't he tired of it?

Middle-aged men are so scary!

Seeing her go up to the pool without saying hello, Long Yang was stunned for a moment, and when he reacted, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, "Weiwei, am I a flood beast?"

Lu Liangwei had already put on her dress, and while tying her belt, she walked out, glanced at him, and told the truth: "Your Majesty, don't be modest, you are much more terrible than a flood beast."

Long Yang paused, waved at her, "Come here."

"I won't delay you from taking a hot spring bath, you take your time, I'll go out first." Lu Liangwei will go over only when she is tired of living. After saying that, she twisted her waist and went out.

Long Yang looked at her graceful and graceful appearance, and felt that his blood and qi kept surging. If he looked at her for a second longer, he felt that he might explode and die.

He quickly retracted his gaze and mobilized the Ice Heart Technique to suppress the restlessness in his heart.

He thought to himself: This woman is really a fairy.

She is obviously not young anymore, but she seems to be more and more charming, and can easily make him unable to control himself.

The suggestion of taking a hot spring bath suddenly seemed a bit self-indulgent.

I am afraid that the self-cultivation of the past two years will be in vain.

When Long Yang finished his bath and went out, Lu Liangwei was sitting on the swing in the courtyard.

Her black hair was like clouds, scattered on her shoulders and back, with some fine water droplets on it, reflecting a bright luster under the sunlight.

She wore a loose white long skirt, and the long skirt was flowing down beautifully. The whole person was like a fairy who fell into the mortal world, fresh and unworldly, incomparable.

Noticing that he had come out, she looked back at him, a smile flashed across her lips, and she urged him unceremoniously, "Your Majesty, come and help me push it."

A smile flashed across Long Yang's deep and unfathomable eyes, he looked at her lovingly, and walked over.

He held the rope of the swing, leaned over and kissed her forehead, then lifted her chin with one hand and gave her a long and deep kiss.

Lu Liangwei's cheeks flushed, she was panting, she reached out to push him, and said coquettishly, "You should restrain yourself, there are servants here."

Long Yang didn't care much, "Just treat them as flowers and plants, isn't it better."

Zhao Qian: "..."

The servants in the palace: "..."

Lu Liangwei's mouth twitched, she didn't have the same high level as him, who could treat living people as flowers and plants.

Long Yang picked up her wet hair and frowned, "Why don't you dry it first?"

"It's sunny today, let it dry." Lu Liangwei said indifferently.

"Although it's sunny today, the temperature is still very low, be careful not to catch a cold." Long Yang scolded her in disagreement and ordered the servant beside him to get a towel.

"Don't touch my hair, help me push it." Lu Liangwei grabbed his hand and urged.

"Wipe your hair first." Long Yang was unmoved, holding the cloth patch and carefully wiping her wet hair.

"I'm not a child, I can wipe it myself." Lu Liangwei reached out to grab the towel.

She is now a middle-aged person, and she is always treated like a child by Long Yang, which sometimes makes her feel embarrassed.

Long Yang looked at her deeply, "In my eyes, Weiwei has never grown up, and is still the girl she was before."

Lu Liangwei: "..."

Why is her face so hot?

What's so shameful?