Chapter 527 Wedding Night
It took a while before the voice subsided.
Thinking of his unfamiliarity just now, he really has no experience in this area.
She really didn't want to laugh, but she couldn't help laughing when she thought that he was a majestic emperor, and at the age of 30, he was still acting like a young boy, rampant without any experience.
Hearing her abrupt laughter, Long Yang's hand on her back froze, and looked down at her, "Does it hurt?"
Lu Liang shook his head shyly, "It still hurts."
Long Yang rubbed the center of his brows, secretly cursing that Zhao Gan's album was useless.
He obviously acted according to the picture book, but why did Wei Wei keep crying out for pain?
As soon as she cried out in pain, he was afraid, afraid that he would hurt her.
Thinking about it, he frowned handsomely, are all women so delicate?
But she is really small, let him think about it, he can only bear it.
"Since it still hurts, why can you still laugh?" He said helplessly, brushing her wet temple hair to his ears with his slender fingers.
"Could it be that I'm still crying?" Lu Liang took a breath and asked in a low voice.
Long Yang reminded with a smile: "Who is crying so loudly in front, and who is begging for mercy?"
Lu Liang murmured softly: "I'm not ready yet, you just... I'm naturally in pain."
Long Yang's breath stagnated, and he suddenly touched her white and delicate earlobe, "Then what do you want to do to be ready?"
Lu Liangwei only felt that the place he handed over was numb and uncomfortable, so she hid herself and said, "I don't know either. Anyway, I'm just not ready."
Hearing her confident tone, he suddenly leaned close to her ear and asked in a hoarse voice: "Then I was successful just now?"
Lu Liang blushed slightly, feeling so embarrassed.
But he still took out the piece of Yuan handkerchief from the face and showed it in front of him, "What do you think, Your Majesty?"
Looking at the pure white Yuanpa, Long Yang suddenly understood something, Jun blushed, feeling embarrassed in his heart, subconsciously pulled out the booklet that he had pressed under the pillow, flipped through it, and was a little puzzled, "I'm all according to the booklet. Yes, why not?"
Lu Liang leaned over to take a look, and when he saw what he was holding, he stared at him in disbelief, then reacted, screamed, covered his face, "Your Majesty, why are you doing this?"
Outside the door, Zhao Qian's fat body trembled.
The Queen's scream is too scary, is it possible that the master is torturing the Queen?
Realizing this possibility, he hastily grabbed Zhuyu with one hand and Chu Jiu with the other, and walked a little further.
Zhu Yubuyi, "Director Zhao, what are you dragging me to do, I can already hear Miss screaming."
"You heard it wrong. It's the Queen's happy voice. You, a little girl, won't understand it." Zhao Gan said solemnly.
Zhuyu looked at him contemptuously, she didn't understand, could he, a rootless person, understand better?
She was still waiting to say something, when she suddenly heard the young lady's delicate and begging voice, "Your Majesty, I can't do it anymore, I'm so tired..."
Then there was a gasp of laughter.
Zhuyu's face turned red in an instant, and she ran faster than Zhao Gan.
Seeing Zhuyu running away, Zhao Gan was dumbfounded.
Didn't you say you want to guard her young lady? That's all it takes?
He snorted coldly, and glanced at Chu Jiu who was still calm and composed, Ah Jiu could still bear it.
But Ah Jiu is still a girl, so it's not suitable to hear this, so she took Chu Jiu's arm and said, "Master, I'm afraid it won't be over so soon, we haven't had a drink for a long time, how about a drink?"
Chu Jiu smiled, "Okay."
In the room, Lu Liang panted slightly, pushing and shoving the man, "Itch...don't be like this."
Long Yang found that she was ticklish, but he didn't expect her reaction to be so strong. Hearing her soft and begging laughter, his body tensed up suddenly. Some words are omitted here. (Add the author's smirk, everyone understands it by themselves)