Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

Chapter 1222 does not believe that Long Martingale is drunk

Lu Liang touched his wet forehead, buried his face in his arms, and said in a low voice, "My lord, I really like you."

"Well, I know." Long Yang put his arms around her back, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Lu Liangwei pouted when he saw his tone so plain, he was a little dissatisfied, "That's it?" Nothing else?

Long Yang paused and looked at her with a smile, "I thought I had expressed it clearly enough."

Lu Liang couldn't help but feel relieved when he heard the words.

It is really difficult for a person like the emperor to make him speak such explicit words as love.

However, she knew his intentions, and in fact, it did not necessarily have to be declared.

At this time, Chu Jiu stood at the gate of the courtyard and reported from a distance, "Manny, the people in the kitchen have processed the chicken feet as you ordered."

Lu Liang heard it slightly and quickly pushed Long Marting away, "Okay, I'll be here."

"Phoenix claws?" Long Marting is unknown.

Lu Liang shook his hand slightly, smiled sweetly, "You'll know it tonight." After that, he hurried out.

At night, Lu Liangwei had people set up a table in the courtyard and called Long Xuan and the others over.

Taking into account that several people can drink, let people prepare two more jars of wine.

As soon as they stepped into the yard, they smelled a strong fragrance. When they approached the table, they found that the table was full of dishes made of chicken feet.

"Auntie, what kind of dishes are you cooking?" Long Xuan asked with a smile.

Lu Liangwei introduced all the dishes on the table, "This dish is steamed chicken feet in black bean sauce, this dish is Chinese wolfberry and cabbage chicken feet soup, this dish is vinasse chicken feet, this dish is braised chicken feet..."

Several people were amazed, and today they found out that chicken feet can cook so many dishes, and just smelling the fragrance makes one's index finger move.

"Sit down." After Lu Liangwei introduced the name of the dish, he took the bowl, and first served a bowl of Gouzha cabbage chicken feet soup for Long Yang, and then another bowl for Youyou.

Then, she sat down next to Long Yang, saw him taking a sip of the soup, and immediately asked: "How does it taste, is it good?"

"It's delicious." Long Yang put down the bowl and looked at her with a smile.

Lu Liang was somewhat satisfied when he heard this.

Everyone happily ate a feast of chicken feet together.

During the banquet, in addition to Lu Liangwei and Chujiu, there was also Bei Tangyou, who did not drink, and the other few people all drank.

Unlike the sweet-scented osmanthus stuffed, Lu Liangwei prepares the daughter red, which is strong in nature and full-bodied, which is perfect for those with good wine.

It didn't take long for the three jars of wine to be drunk.

Lu Liang was astounded, seeing that Long Xuan and the old beggar were all drinking so much, he couldn't help but understand.

"Is this wine so good?" she muttered secretly.

After Xi was scattered, everyone went back to the house.

Lu Liang slightly helped Long Yang to enter the house.

To be honest, she didn't quite believe that the emperor was drunk.

Because the emperor’s drinking volume is unfathomable, even her mother’s drinking volume can’t beat him. It’s impossible to get drunk because of Santan's daughter red?

It's just that the tails of his eyes are blushing and he looks a bit drunk.

She could only help the person onto the couch, then got up and twisted a veil to wipe his face.

After wiping, looking at the man whose eyes were closed, she couldn't help but get closer to look at him.

From a closer look, the emperor's skin is really good, without any blemishes, it is even better than women's skin.

Going out with such a face, no one can guess that he has actually been a year since he was standing.

She couldn't help reaching out and pinching his face.

After pinching, he became bolder when he found no movement.

(End of this chapter)