Transmigrated As My Former Uncle's Sweetheart

Long Yang, "..."

Did he really deserve that retaliation just for calling their son lazy?

"Why couldn't he have inherited it from you? Maybe you were lazy too when you were a child."

"Everyone says Yin'er resembles you a lot whenever they see him. There's no way you can deny it," Lu Liangwei retorted.

"I'm not denying anything," Long Yang murmured before abruptly closing the distance between them and kissing her. Just when he was about to deepen the kiss, he felt a sharp pain on his scalp. Lowering his head, he realized that Yaoyao was grabbing a fistful of his hair with her tiny hand, her big eyes darting back and forth between him and Weiwei. Long Yin had stopped nodding off and was watching them quietly with his bright, limpid orbs, while Ji'er's lovely black eyes were sparkling with curiosity too.

Long Yang, "..."

Lu Liangwei hastily pushed him away and sat upright. There was still a tinge of pink on her cheeks as she whined, "Don't do weird things in front of the children."

Long Yang had been dazed at first, but when he heard what she said, his eyebrow arched slightly. "What do you mean by weird things?" Ever since returning to the palace, he had yet to find the chance to cuddle with Weiwei.

Lu Liangwei refused to answer his question. "Just watch your behavior in front of them in the future. Don't let them learn bad things."

Long Yang let out a laugh. "They're still young. They don't know anything, and they won't remember anything either."

Lu Liangwei replied seriously, "They may be young, but some things will be engraved in their memory and influence them without us knowing it. As their parents, we need to set a good example for them."

Unable to refute her seemingly well-grounded argument, Long Yang sighed in resignation. "Yes, you're right."

"You really think so? You don't seem very convinced." Lu Liangwei shot him a look, then lowered her head and beamed at Ji'er. "Don't you think I'm right, Ji'er?"

Ji'er stared at her blankly, but her mouth produced a series of babbling sounds as if she was responding to her question.

Lu Liangwei laughed mirthfully and gave her a peck on her cheek.

Ji'er flashed her a toothy grin, revealing her pink gums.

At that moment, Yaoyao stretched out her arms from her spot on Long Yang's lap, asking to be held by Lu Liangwei.

Long Yang hurriedly caught hold of her tiny body. "Yaoyao, don't you like being held by me?"

Yaoyao kicked her legs and pointed at Lu Liangwei, grunting. Clearly, she wanted her mother to hold her.

"Your mother can't hold two of you at once," Long Yang said glumly. Yaoyao had insisted on being held by him when he had just returned, but in the blink of an eye, she was already bored of him.

Yaoyao did not understand him. All she knew was that her mother and sister were having fun, and she wriggled tirelessly in an attempt to join them.

"It's all right, pass her to me." After placing Ji'er on one thigh, Lu Liangwei extended an arm and drew Yaoyao close to her.

Gazing at the two sisters sitting on her lap, Lu Liangwei was content.

She could imagine how beautiful these two cuddly angels would turn out in the future.

Hearing his sisters' babbling, Long Yin could not help turning his head to look behind him.

Seeing this, Long Yang let him sit on the other side facing them.

After watching them for a while and finding nothing of interest, Long Yin yawned lazily and nestled in his father's arms for a nap.

Long Yang squeezed his cheek, and after pondering for a moment, said to Lu Liangwei, "From tomorrow onward, I'll bring him to the imperial study."

Lu Liangwei looked up in surprise from her play session with the sisters. "What for?"