"Ahem!" Lu Liang coughed slightly, hiding his embarrassment, sat down on the swing, and left him alone.

After a moment, the dragon martingale touched her hair with her fingers to make sure it was not wet, and then handed the cloth towel back to the next person.

"Stand down, all of you."

"Yes."

After everyone retreated, the dragon martingale held the rope of the swing and pushed the swing.

When Lu Liangwei first started, she felt that she was still playing on the swing at her age, which was a bit hypocritical, but as the swing shook her up, she experienced happiness from it, and she felt as if she was back in her teens.

She giggled, genuinely feeling happy and happy.

She occasionally turned around, and the man stood behind her and looked at her.

When the swing was swinging high again, she stared at it, and suddenly saw a wisp of white in his black hair, and she was stunned for a moment, and the smile on the corner of her mouth stiffened slightly.

When the swing came back, the dragon martingale hugged her, "What's wrong?" ”

Lu Liangwei didn't speak, hugged his neck, was silent for a while, and said softly: "You lower your head." ”

Seeing that her face was different, Long Ying had no choice but to bow his head in front of her.

Lu Liang brushed his hair away and found a white hair hidden in it.

She pulled out her white hair, looked at the whiteness of her fingertips, and suddenly felt a little dazzling.

Sensing her silence, the dragon martingale asked, "What's the matter, but what have you found?" ”

"It's okay, I just think the emperor's hair is so black and thick." Lu Liang said slightly, wrapping his white hair around his fingertips, then leaning to his lips and suddenly kissing him hard.

The dragon martingale was stunned, and then indulged in it, and all his mind was attracted to her.

Lu Liang slightly wrapped his fingers around the white hair, pulled it gently, pulled the white hair off, and held it in his palm.

She thought she was doing it quietly, but in fact she was as sharp as a dragon martingale, how could she not be aware of it?

The dragon's eyes narrowed, then stretched again.

Since he didn't want him to know, he pretended not to know.

After a while, the dragon martingale held the woman in his arms and asked, "Do you want to swing again?" ”

Lu Liang shook his head slightly, looked at his handsome face, and suddenly said on a whim: "You sit, I'll push you, okay?" ”

Long Ying smiled, shook his head, and decisively refused, "Not good." ”

Lu Liang pouted slightly, jumped off the swing, and pushed his arm, "You sit up, I'll push you." ”

Long Ying stood still, grabbed her wrist and said, "Weiwei, it's not appropriate." ”

"What's not suitable?" Lu Liangwei disagreed, "There is no one else here." In her opinion, a character like Dragon Martingale must not have played with swings when he was a child, and she really wanted him to experience the fun of swinging.

The dragon martingale couldn't resist her, so he had to sit down on the swing, and then pulled the rope, "Are you sure this swing can carry my weight?" ”

"Absolutely." Lu Liang said with a heartfelt heart, holding the hand with white hair and hiding it behind him.

The reason why she didn't want him to know about his gray hair was because she didn't want him to care and be sad.

In fact, long gray hair is not a big deal.

Long Ying glanced at the hand behind her back and turned her face away, "Then please help me push it slightly." In fact, he has long legs, and he can swing up by kicking on the ground, but he doesn't want to sweep away the slight excitement.

Lu Liangwei stepped forward and pushed the swing, at the beginning, there was no push, and when he didn't think of the second time, the swing easily swung.

Long Ying felt that the swing was too naïve and stupid for him, but fortunately there was no one else, otherwise he would have been majestic and swept the floor when he saw it, but he was slightly happy, and he let her.