Chapter 448 Your Majesty, What Kind of Evil Art Are You Practicing?

He quickly searched for something that could tempt Miss Lu in his mind, but he saw that the curtain of the carriage was lifted suddenly, and the man's slender hand had already stretched out.

"Wei Wei, come up."

Lu Liangwei really wanted to pretend that he didn't see that hand, but the presence of that hand was so strong that she couldn't ignore it even if she wanted to.

While hesitating, I heard the man's deep and laughing voice say: "Want me to hug you?"

Before he finished speaking, Lu Liangwei had already climbed onto the carriage with hands and feet.

Zhao Gan, Chu Jiu, and Zhuyu at the side: "..."

Lu Liangwei just got into the carriage, and was pulled by the man to sit on his lap.

Lu Liangwei looked at the curtain that had already fallen, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in embarrassment.

Zhao Gan jumped into the carriage, and was about to drive the carriage away, when Zhuyu came to his senses, and hurriedly asked: "Miss, what about the shop?"

Lu Liangwei's calm voice came from the carriage, "You and Ah Jiu go and have a look, if they are similar, let senior buy it first."

"Okay, servant girl will go now." Zhuyu briskly responded, pulling Chu Jiu and running away.

The carriage started to drive again, Lu Liangwei saw that Long Yang was still hugging him, blushed, leaned into his ear and whispered: "Your Majesty, I want to sit by myself."

Long Yang's hand on her waist tightened a little, his voice was a little hoarse, "Is it okay for me to hold you?"

"Hot." Just after Lu Liangwei finished speaking, he felt a chill coming from his waist.

"Is it still hot?" Long Yang looked at her playfully.

Lu Liang pursed her lower lip slightly, and looked down at his palm.

After thinking about it, he put his palm on it, and sure enough, the coolness came from his palm.

She flipped his palm in amazement, "Could this be the legendary transmission of internal force? Your Majesty, what kind of evil skill are you practicing?" It's amazing, just like an air conditioner.

"In legend? Evil work?" Long Yang chewed on these two words and looked at her amusedly.

Lu Liang paused slightly, "Isn't it evil?"

"Of course not, it's called Bing Xin Jue." Long Yang scratched her nose with his fingers.

Lu Liang's heart moved slightly, and he suddenly grabbed his palm, covered his face, and urged: "Then the emperor will use the Bing Xin formula to cool me down, it's so comfortable."

The soft and smooth touch under the palm, coupled with the girl's soft and moving voice, resounded in this narrow space, making Long Yang almost lose control.

The cold feeling disappeared from his face. Before Lu Liangwei could react, he heard the man's deep and hoarse voice say: "I'll transfer it to you directly."

She leaned against the man's arms, gasping for breath, not daring to move.

Long Yang looked at the girl in his arms who didn't dare to move, a smile flashed in his eyes, he looked at the thin sweat on her forehead, picked up the handkerchief, and gently wiped it off for her.

Lu Liang came back to his senses, and quickly stopped, "I'll do it myself."

Although this was not the first time the two kissed, it still made her feel at a loss, and her heartbeat was uncontrollable, thumping, as if she was about to jump out.

She needs to find something to do to divert her attention.