Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

t’s put you in such a good mood?” Long Yang walked over to them and bent down to kiss Lu Liangwei’s forehead.
Turning and seeing Yaoyao staring expectantly at him, he kissed her on the cheek too.

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When it was Long Yin’s turn, he ignored him without thinking.

Seeing that he had passed their son over, Lu Liangwei held the little boy up to him.
“Why didn’t you kiss Yin’er?”

Staring at the face that was practically a duplicate of his own, Long Yang eventually gave him a kiss on the cheek too.

To his exasperation, Long Yin frowned as if disgusted by the act.

Long Yang narrowed his eyes and pinched Long Yin’s nose.

Since Long Yang had finished washing up, Lu Liangwei left the two children in his care and went off to see Ji’er.

Ji’er had woken up earlier that day, almost right after Chu Qi had risen.

When Lu Liangwei arrived, she saw Chu Qi holding Ji’er with one arm while practicing swordwork under a flowering tree.

Clad in blue, the young man clutched his sword with one hand while carrying the doll-like little girl with his other arm.
His expression was cold, but there was a hint of a smile beneath it.

Whenever he glanced down occasionally at the little girl in his arms, the corners of his lips would turn up.

Because he was holding Ji’er, he wielded his sword at a relatively slow speed.
Nonetheless, there was ferocity and a formidable air in his every move.

Ji’er watched him intently with a serious expression on her face.

With an inadvertent turn of her head, she noticed Lu Liangwei standing behind them.
Her mouth immediately stretched into a smile, and she greeted her mother in her own way by waving her arms and squealing in delight.

Sensing her arrival, Chu Qi sheathed his sword and turned around, his figure tall and upright.

Lu Liangwei walked over and took Ji’er from him with a smile.
Ji’er’s clothes were neat and tidy, and she was even wearing a small cloak to shield her from the morning cold.

Once again, she could not help being amazed by Chu Qi’s thoughtfulness.

“Go ahead and do what you have to, Lil Qi.
I’ll look after Ji’er.”

“All right.” Chu Qi nodded.
After giving Ji’er one last glance, he grasped his sword and left.

The covert guard squad, having suffered significant losses a while ago, was undergoing member recruitment, hence he had to go to the base every day to supervise the process.

He did not have time to babysit Ji’er during the day.