章 421: Felt Herself Being Carried

A smile flashed in his eyes as something crossed his mind.

Weiwei had made too large a portion of noodles and he could not finish them. He placed the chopsticks down as he got up and walked toward the inner room.

When he entered, the scene before him left him at a loss of whether to laugh or to cry.

That girl must have been really tired, yet she would not allow herself to fall asleep. She was leaning against the bed's pillar at the moment. Her petite little head was nodding continuously, like a chick pecking on rice.

Long Yang sighed quietly as he approached her.

Lu Liangwei felt herself being carried and tucked under her soft blankets.

She pried her sleepy eyes open and looked at the man in front of her, saying carelessly, "Your Majesty, please help yourself out… I… I'll just take a short nap." With that, she stopped looking at him and closed her eyes, drifting off to sleep.

Long Yang sat next to her bed as he watched her in amusement.