Long Yang blushed, feeling a little guilty for his childish outburst. He cleared his throat to hide his embarrassment and said sternly, "You're overthinking again. Why would I be angry with you?"
"Oh, so I'd been overthinking. But if I remember correctly, you said…" Lu Liangwei paused and glanced at him, then suddenly imitated his tone, "Lu Liangwei, just because I dote on you doesn't mean you can be so insolent. Did you really think I wouldn't punish you?"
Her impersonation of him was practically perfect.
Long Yang's face clouded over again when he heard this.
Lu Liangwei raised her head and looked at him with a half-smile. "So how will His Majesty the Emperor punish me, may I ask?"
Long Yang pinched his forehead in a mix of exasperation and amusement. Staring at her moving rosy lips through narrowed eyes, he abruptly dipped his head and sealed her cheeky mouth.
