章節 110: Her Face Burned

Long Yang's eyes fell onto her soft, pinkish little face and his gaze lingered for a moment. He noticed her hair was messy from being blown by the wind and reached out naturally to help her smoothen it down.

Lu Liangwei's head fell even lower when she noticed the man's actions.

She was not used to a man who was not a family member touching her head.

While her mind was running haywire, a cloak, which still had the warmth of its previous owner, was placed on her.

"You just went through some cold wind. Put this on first, lest you catch a cold."

At that, the man's long, slender fingers were already pulling on the strings of the cloak. It looked like he was trying to help her tighten it.

Lu Liangwei wanted to make him stop, but she swallowed the words. She quickly moved away from his hands and said in a low voice, "Thank you, Your Majesty, but this humble servant of yours should do this on her own."