Transmigrated As My Former Uncle's Sweetheart



"Ahem!" Lu Liangwei gave a light cough to hide her embarrassment. She sat back on the swing and decided to ignore him.

After a while, Long Yang touched her hair with his fingers and finally gave the towel to a servant when he was satisfied it was no longer wet.

"You may all leave."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

After the servants left, Long Yang held the swing's rope and began pushing the swing.

Lu Liangwei initially felt a little self-conscious about playing with a swing at her age, but as she began swinging on it, she felt the joy of being on a swing and it was like she had returned to her pre-teen years.

She laughed heartily as she enjoyed the fun.

Once in a while, she would turn around to see the man standing behind her as he watched her.

When she swung higher once more, she suddenly caught sight of some gray hair nestled among Long Yang's dark hair. This made her pause momentarily as the smile froze on her lips.

As the swing returned to the ground, Long Yang hugged her. "What's wrong?"

Lu Liangwei did not say a word as she hugged him around the neck. She was silent for quite a while before saying softly, "Lower your head."

When Long Yang saw the look on her face, he lowered his hand as she asked.

Lu Liangwei pushed back his hair to find a gray hair hidden within.

She tugged on the gray hair and suddenly found the color to be quite a sore to her eyes.

Long Yang noticed her silence and asked, "What's wrong? What did you find?"

ραпdαn૦νel "Nothing. I'm just thinking how dark and thick the hair on your head is," Lu Liangwei said as she twirled the gray hair on her finger. She leaned close to his lips, and suddenly gave him a hard kiss.

Long Yang was taken aback but later found himself engrossed in the kiss as every fiber inside him gravitated toward her.

Lu Liangwei gave a gentle pull on the gray hair twisted on her finger and plucked it off. She held it in her palm.ραпdα `nᴏνɐ| сom

She thought she had managed to get this done discreetly, but the alert Long Yang had noticed it.

Long Yang's eyes narrowed but then he relaxed after a while.

If Weiwei did not want him to know what she did, he would pretend not to notice anything.

After a while, Long Yang hugged the woman in his arms and asked, "Do you want to have another go on the swing?"

Lu Liangwei shook her head. She looked at his handsome face and suddenly said, "You should get on the swing and let me push you instead."

Long Yang burst out laughing and shook his head, rejecting the idea immediately. "No way."

Lu Liangwei pouted and jumped off the swing. She pushed him by the arm. "Hurry up and sit on the swing. Let me push you."

Long Yang stood where he was and did not move at all. He grabbed her wrist and said, "Weiwei, I don't think I should sit on the swing."

"Why not?" Lu Liangwei did not agree. "There isn't anyone here to see us, anyway." She thought that with the way Long Yang was, he must never have played on a swing when he was younger. She really wanted him to experience the joy of riding a swing. 

Long Yang was not able to talk her out of it, and he had no choice but to get onto the swing. He tugged at the rope. "Are you sure this swing can take my weight?"

"Of course," Lu Liangwei replied with confidence. She clenched the gray hair in her hand and hid it behind her.

She did not want him to find out about the gray hair because it would only bother him and make him upset.

Actually, the gray hair was not really a big issue for him.

Long Yang glanced at the hand hidden behind her back and turned away. "I would need to trouble you to give me a push then, Weiwei." His legs were long and all he needed was one good push with his feet to make it swing, but he did not want to pour cold water over Weiwei's enthusiasm.

Lu Liangwei went forward and began pushing on the swing. She was not able to make it move in the beginning, but on the second try, it became easier for her to push it.

Long Yang felt that it was childish and silly for him to be on a swing. Luckily for him, there was no one else around. His pride would suffer if someone were to see him riding a swing, but it made Weiwei happy, so he let it be.

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