Seeing her raise her hand, it was really hard, so she had to eat the fried chestnuts with sugar.

Lu Liangwei was finally satisfied.

Before passing by the stall selling stinky tofu, she stopped, and the sugar-fried chestnuts in her arms didn't seem to have any taste, so she glanced at it, but before she could say anything, Long Martingale quickly pulled her away, "It's not too early, go back to sleep." ”

"But it's still early."

"You're not in a hurry to go back to the imperial capital, you have to leave early tomorrow."

When Lu Liangwei heard this, he no longer worried about stinky tofu, "Then go back quickly." ”

Only then did Long Ying breathe a sigh of relief, and when he passed by a stall selling sugar gourds, he bought her a bunch.

Seeing the red and bright sugar gourd handed over by the man, Lu Liang blinked slightly, reached out and took it, smiling sweetly, "Thank you." ”

Long Ying touched her head amusedly, "Say thank you?" ”

Lu Liang grabbed his arm slightly, and ate the sugar gourd very contentedly.

The dragon martingale looked at her dotingly.

The stall owner smiled and said, "How old is your girl this year, she looks really smart." ”

Martingale: "......"

Suddenly, I regretted buying sugar gourd for Weiwei.

She was already immature, and now she still has a sugar gourd in her hand, so she looks even more like a child.

Lu Liangwei also heard what the stall owner said, and quickly took his hand and ran away before the dragon martingale was about to blow up.

Back at the inn, the good mood of the dragon martingale was completely ruined.

Long Xuan and Eleven also happened to come back from outside, and the two seemed to have gone to drink, and when they got closer, they could still smell some wine.

"Uncle and aunt." Long Xuan stepped forward to say hello, and when he went out, he omitted the imperial word.

Long Martingale glanced at him, "Love to drink?" ”

Long Xuan was stunned, looked at his somewhat unhappy face, couldn't guess what Uncle Huang meant, and said cautiously: "It's okay." ”

"That's like. If you don't drink enough five altars tonight, you won't have to sleep. The dragon martingale dropped a word and entered the inn.

Long Xuan and Eleven looked at each other.

Lu Liang glanced at Long Xuan with some sympathy.

was just about to go in, but was stopped by Long Xuan, and asked with a puzzled face: "Uncle, what's wrong with his old man?" ”

Lu Liang was almost choked by the sugar gourd in his mouth before he had time to swallow.

It took a long time before he came to his senses, and he somewhat admired Long Xuan's courage.

"It's courageous to dare to say that about your uncle. If he hears what you call him, it's not as simple as five jars of wine. With that, he took the sugar gourd and entered the inn.

Long Xuan vaguely understood something, and said to Eleven: "Uncle, his old man, must have been angry outside, come back and be angry with me." I was so unlucky, and if I wasn't careful, I became my uncle's old man's punching bag. ”

Eleven listened to him take a sip of an old man, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he reminded: "Brother, hurry up and shut up, otherwise it won't be five jars of wine for a while." After saying that, he patted him on the shoulder sympathetically and entered the inn.

Long Xuan: "......"

Upstairs, Lu Liangwei entered the house and saw Long Ying standing in the shadow by the window, looking out the window, he must still be minding what the stall owner said.

She thought about it, lightened her steps, walked over, and hugged his waist from behind, she originally wanted to scare him and liven up the atmosphere, but she just put her hand on his waist, and he pulled it in front of her.

Before she could react, he pressed her against the lattice and kissed her.