Transmigrated As My Former Uncle's Sweetheart

Hearing this, Long Yang paused his footsteps and gazed down at her, his bottomless eyes seeming to penetrate the thin veil on her face.

Lu Liangwei felt a little uncomfortable under his gaze and walked ahead on her own.

Long Yang smiled and followed.

Despite her initial discomfort, Lu Liangwei gradually took to the small town’s vibrant atmosphere.

The liveliness here was different from the bustle of the imperial capital. The people here led simpler lives and were more easily satisfied.

Lu Liangwei listened to the shouts of peddling and bargaining on both sides of the street with great interest and started looking around earnestly, soon forgetting about the man beside her.

When she eventually remembered him, Long Yang had already disappeared.

She turned her head to look at Chu Qi, who was following her every step, and asked, “Where did your master go?”

Chu Qi pointed to a place not far off. “There.”

Lu Liangwei glanced over, just in time to see Long Yang coming back with two sticks of sugar-coated haws.

Long Yang walked over and gave one stick to Lu Liangwei and the other to Chu Qi.

Chu Qi hesitated before reaching out to take it.

Lu Liangwei’s mouth twitched as she stared at the rosy sugar-coated haws before her speechlessly, feeling a little embarrassed.

She was not a child, and she was not going to eat this.

“I don’t want to eat this.” She shook her head, unwilling to take the stick.

She had a feeling that he was trying to coax her with sugar-coated haws. Did she seem like a child that much?

Long Yang was evidently puzzled. “Don’t girls like this kind of snack?”

Lu Liangwei resisted the urge to roll her eyes at him. “Where did you hear that from?”

Long Yang glanced at several girls passing by. “I saw them eating it happily.”

Lu Liangwei, “…”

Her guess had been spot on. She was really just a child in his eyes—among those girls walking by eating sugar-coated haws, the oldest was ten at most.

She suddenly smiled mischievously and said teasingly, “Is it because you’re not a father yet, so you want to try being one?”

Long Yang’s eyes narrowed dangerously, and he suddenly leaned close to her. “That’s right, so how many children are you going to bear for me, Second Miss Lu?”

Lu Liangwei did not expect him to be so bold in public, and she instantly blushed when she felt his warm breath tickling her ear.

In a panic, she snatched the sugar-coated haws from him, lifted a corner of her veil, and took a bite.

Long Yang watched her, his eyes overflowing with affection.

Just now, she had been scowling and pretending to be mature, but now she was all shy just because of a few words from him.

The corners of his mouth curved upward.

Hiding her embarrassment by focusing on eating, Lu Liangwei finally managed to suppress her shyness. She did not dare to speak carelessly again for fear that he would counter her with her own words once more.

“Is it good?” Long Yang asked gently, holding her dainty hand.

Lu Liangwei hurriedly turned to look at Chu Qi. “Your master’s asking you if the sugar-coated haws taste good.”

Chu Qi, who was munching on his sugar-coated haws, “…”

After swallowing the remains in his mouth with some difficulty, he frowned and said, “No, and it also sticks to the teeth.”

Long Yang, “…”

Lu Liangwei secretly gave a thumbs-up to Chu Qi.

With a grin, she raised the sugar-coated haws in her hand toward Long Yang. “Do you want to try one?”

Long Yang knew that she did not want to eat them anymore and was trying to push them back to him.

However, looking at the three sugar-coated haws left on the stick, he gladly took them.

Only when Lu Liangwei saw him pop one into his mouth did she realize that something was not right.