Transmigrated As My Former Uncle's Sweetheart

She said nothing but turned away instead.

Seeing this, Long Yang smiled in satisfaction and went into the room.

When he passed by her side, he caught a whiff of her body’s fragrance. His heart fluttered.

He halted his steps and looked at the sweet, delicate-looking young lass leaning against the door frame. The internal, restless frustration that he had just managed to calm, began to rise within him once more.

He called out in a low voice, “Weiwei…”

Lu Liangwei was caught by surprise by him calling out to her in a husky voice. Her heart fluttered. She did not dare lift her head and quickly entered her room.

“Please take a seat. I’ll make tea for you.”

Despite claiming to make tea, she had no plans to boil water. She picked up the pot of cold tea on the table and poured a cup, turning to serve it to him.

Long Yang gave her a deep look. When he received the teacup from her hands, the tip of his fingers touched hers by accident. A strange electrical buzz coursed through, and they both shrank back for a moment.

Long Yang felt like there was a fiery blaze burning within his abdomen as he looked at the girl in front of him. He felt as if he was about to burst into flames.

He restrained his emotions, held up the cold tea and gulped it down.

Lu Liangwei’s lips moved slightly. She wanted to stop him but it was too late.

The tea was cold, and she had purposely served it to him. She did not expect him to actually drink it.

“Is there more?” The man’s voice returned to its clear, resonant tone.

Lu Liangwei was startled. She looked at him and mumbled, “That tea was cold…”

“I like drinking it cold.” Long Yang’s eyes were once again bright and clear.

Lu Liangwei frowned. She pondered and could not help pointing it out. “Your body is still recuperating. It’s not appropriate for you to be drinking tea, much less cold tea…”

Long Yang laughed gently. “Does that mean you care about me?”

Lu Liangwei, “…”

“I’m not. I’m just worried it would be troublesome if you get sick again.” Yup, that was the reason.

The look in Long Yang’s eyes became deeper when he heard this. “I am quite healthy.”

“Even if you are, you should not be ruining it,” Lu Liangwei gave him a stern look.

Long Yang loved it when she was acting this way. She was such an adorable being, yet she always acted as if she had an old soul.

How could such a cute girl exist in this world?!

He brushed his finger across her soft, tender cheek. He was in a good mood, but he just had to remind her, “You were the one who poured that tea for me.”

Lu Liangwei’s cheek was feeling ticklish from his touch. Hearing what he said, she ignored what he was doing and stuttered, “I… I didn’t notice that it was cold…”

With that, she lowered her head guiltily.

Long Yang did not expose her. He smiled, picked up the towel that she had thrown to the side, before pulling her down to take a seat on the soft bed.

“Even though the weather is turning warmer, you still need to wipe your hair dry. Otherwise, you’ll get a headache later.”

Lu Liangwei was taken aback. The next thing she knew, she felt his warm fingertips rubbing her scalp. He was gently wiping her hair for her.

She did not dare to move.

Long Yang’s eyes smiled deeper as he noticed the girl’s body stiffening.

What an adorable girl!

Lu Liangwei’s body slowly relaxed thinking about how the person servicing her now was the ruler of a kingdom.

This was a rare experience and she should enjoy it properly.

She closed her eyes slightly as she thought about it, enjoying his gentle movements and gradually feeling comfortable.

It was not long before she began to feel drowsy. Just as she was about to doze off, Long Yang stopped what he was doing and held her in his arms.

Lu Liangwei was awoke in an instant. She quickly opened her eyes.

When Long Yang saw the cautious expression on her face, he could not help laughing. “What’s wrong?”

Lu Liangwei shook her head as she pushed him on the chest. She yawned and said, “It’s getting late. Your Majesty should be returning to the Palace.”

Long Yang, “…”

He smiled bitterly as he looked at how wary her expression was.