Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

Chapter 1827 Can't Hold Back

The voice of a woman who has been doted on is a little different from the usual clear and crisp voice, with a hint of hoarse charm.

After all, Long Yin is still young, although he has extraordinary skills in government affairs, but it is also the first time he tasted joy. At this time, he still can't restrain himself when facing a beautiful and charming woman who looks like a stunner.

His eyes darkened, and his body fell back up again.

...

The next day, He Xin went to bed late.

When he woke up, it was almost noon, and Long Yin was no longer in the room.

Knowing that she went to bed late, she was startled and sat up hastily.

Die'er came in to serve her, saw this, and comforted her: "Prince Princess, don't worry, His Royal Highness has told you to sleep for a while."

"But I still have to go to Fengyi Palace to pay my respects..." He Xin hesitated and said.

"The Empress is sympathetic to the Crown Princess, and she sent someone to inform you early in the morning, so that you don't have to go to pay her respects in the next few days." Die Er said with a smile.

When He Xin heard the words, a feeling of shame rose in her heart, as if the queen mother seemed to see through everything.

Thinking of the absurdity of last night, she blushed even more.

Under Die'er's service, she changed her clothes, and just sat in front of the vanity mirror to comb her hair when Long Yin came back.

Looking at the beautiful woman in front of the vanity mirror, Long Yin's black eyes were stained with a smile, and he glanced at Die'er lightly.

Die Er understood and immediately withdrew.

Long Yin walked behind He Xin, looked in the mirror at the woman whose face was dyed red, he picked up the comb, and helped her comb her cloud-like hair.

He Xin's slender eyelashes trembled, his eyes were slightly closed, and he didn't dare to look at him, so he just said, "I'll do it myself."

Long Yin put one hand on her shoulder, leaned over to her ear, "I'll help you comb it for my husband."

He Xin blushed instantly, bit her lip and glanced at him, and let him go.

After lunch, the two returned to the bedroom.

"Are you still sleeping?" Long Yin asked.

"Not anymore." He Xin shook his head, he had his eyes down for a whole day yesterday, and today he didn't wake up until noon, if he goes down now, I'm afraid it will attract people's attention.

Long Yin could see her thoughts, touched her face, and said softly: "If you are still tired, go to rest, don't care about other people's eyes."

"I'm really not tired anymore." He Xin broke away from his hand, sat down on the soft couch beside him, and took a sip of tea as if nothing had happened.

Long Yin walked over, put his hands on her side, and smiled at the corner of his mouth, "Well, it seems that last night... um!"

He Xin quickly stuffed a piece of pastry into his mouth, and said embarrassingly, "Stop talking nonsense."

Long Yin was stunned for a moment, then suddenly supported her face, biting the pastry and moving closer.

He Xin sensed his intention and tried hard to dodge.

In the end, he still couldn't escape, and was pressed on the couch by him, and ate the cakes.

The two of them ate with crumbs all over their faces.

Looking at each other's appearance, both of them couldn't help laughing.

He Xin looked at the unpretentious His Royal Highness, with a smile on his lips, took the handkerchief, and carefully wiped it clean for him.

Long Yin stood above her, looked at the cake crumbs at the corner of her mouth, took the handkerchief from her hand, and wiped it clean for her.

"Xinxin, I want to hang my eyes for a while and accompany me." After a while, he put his arms around her and lay down on the soft couch.

"It's too narrow here, go back to bed and lower your eyes." He Xin persuaded.

Long Yin rubbed her shoulders with his fingers, with deep meaning in his eyes, "I still can't, otherwise, I'm worried that you won't be able to bear it."

He Xin felt ashamed and annoyed when he heard the words, reached out and hit him, "Why are you so unprincipled?"

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