The bedchamber.
Lu Liangwei had accidentally gotten her sleeves wet while washing her hands, and she was now changing her clothes.
The weather was warmer that day, so Lu Liangwei had only put on a single layer of clothing before going for her walk in the imperial garden.
At this moment, she removed her dress, revealing her fair and smooth back.
When Long Yang entered, he was just in time to see her slipping the dress off her shoulders and onto her arms.
The sudden appearance of her delicate skin and lovely curves in his field of vision created a strong visual impact for him.
Taken aback by the view, Long Yang swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down in his throat.
However, he thought of something, and his eyes gradually darkened.
He stepped forward and wrapped the girl in his arms, his voice dropping to a husky whisper in Lu Liangwei's ear.
"Let's have lunch first."
