Dark Beast Summoner

"Grandpa?"

Xiaoxuanxi tilted his head. He was very unfamiliar with the word grandfather, but he did not understand it. He asked his mother: "He is my grandfather, and then is my mother's father, right?"

Mu Wushuang smiled and nodded to him: "Yes."

"Why does the mother pretend not to know Grandpa? Grandpa doesn't seem to know Mother, Xixi, or Dad." Xiaoxuanxi asked again.

"Because my mother was only one or two years old, my mother's father and mother left. They haven't seen me, and I haven't seen them. We don't know what each other looks like. Xixi knows, Mother was seriously injured before, they thought I was dead at that time, so they didn't know you existed. Mother didn't recognize him today because they haven't gone back to find us for more than ten years, and they have their own Doted daughter, so my mother doesn't want to recognize him."

Mu Wushuang told his son in detail that although his son was young, if he explained it clearly to him, he would understand everything.

"As for why he doesn't know your father, neither does your mother."

He must have dealt with Mu Yuanhong, so she was also curious why Mu Yuanhong didn't recognize him when he saw him.

Xiao Xuanxi looked at his father and asked him for an answer.

A silver mask appeared on Long Moshen's hand.

"Ah! Xixi knows it! Daddy has always been wearing a mask before, so they don't know what Daddy looks like!" Xiaoxuanxi quickly replied, he has seen Daddy wearing a mask!

Mu Wushuang saw him hook his lips, and then put the silver-white mask on his face.

The mask is half-length. After wearing the mask, only his thin chin and slightly thin lips are exposed.

When the mask was put on, the temperament of his whole body changed, becoming sharp and cold, and the pressure was exuding. The purple pupils under the mask were cold and ruthless, dark and deep, and he exuded the aura of a captivating king. He is like two people.

Xiao Xuanxi's black pupils gave a bright wow.

Long Moshen took off his mask, and his breath was restrained. Although he was still imposing, the coercion and arrogance of the whole person disappeared, and his aura was much softer.

The temperament before and after can be said to be very different.

I am afraid that no one can connect him now with the young emperor of the Qinglong Shrine wearing a mask.

No wonder Mu Yuanhong didn't even recognize him.

"Daddy is amazing!"

Xiaoxuanxi especially admires his father.

Long Mo rubbed his son's head deeply, looked at Mu Wushuang, and said, "I left Cangming Continent more than 20 years ago, and I only returned more than three years ago. I have been wearing a mask, and there are many people who can recognize me. few."

"I didn't ask you again, it was my son who asked me what I was doing." Mu Wushuang glared at him, could he not always fascinate her and make her heart beat faster.

"Well, my son asked."

The corners of his mouth were more curved, and his tone was doting.

"Son, it doesn't matter if you admit it or not. From now on, both of your mothers will be protected by me."

he said to his son.

Mu Wushuang felt a little hot on his face.

Xiaoxuanxi nodded her head pecking at the rice, and then asked him, "Dad, will you be good to me and mother for the rest of your life?"

"Not only for the rest of my life, but I will be good to you two forever."

Although he said it to his son, he looked at his twins.

Mu Wushuang's face was even more hot, and every word of his promise seemed to be ironed into her heart, leaving a deep imprint.

"Who wants you to protect me, I can protect my son too."

After she finished speaking, she looked at her son: "Go to sleep, do you want to get up for dinner later?"

"Eat, eat, eat!"

The meal at the city owner's uncle's house is delicious, he doesn't want to miss a meal, he must eat it!

So he closed his eyes quickly, afraid that his mother who turned into a tigress would not let him have dinner.

After a while, the sound of Xiao Xuanxi's even breathing came from the room.

The sleeping Xiao Xuanxi's face was pink and tender, with dense long eyelashes and delicate facial features, like a little angel.

Mu Wushuang covered him with the quilt, and when he looked back, someone was still there, looking at her resentfully.

Why do you give her such a resentful look, she looks like a ruthless person who has abandoned her husband and abandoned her son? Hey!

Long Mo endured it for a day, and now he can't hold it any longer. He stretched out his big hand and held her tightly in his arms, preventing her from struggling.

With Nephrite in his arms, he put a contented face on her ear and said, "Shuang'er, you are suffocating me to death. I want to hold you like this all the time and do nothing."

She had been so intimate last night, and now that he was holding her, Mu Wushuang only struggled symbolically for a couple of times before she stopped moving. To be honest, she really liked the feeling of being held by him and felt very secure. The body seemed to be very familiar with this posture, and she couldn't reject it at all.

Listening to his emotional love words, she wanted to say that he was slick, but she knew in her heart that every word he said came from the heart.

This feeling is very strange, they have only been together for a few days, she should not know him so well.

But the truth is, she really believes in her sixth sense.

He didn't tell her a lie.

This man's love for her is far deeper than she imagined.

"Uncle, it's alright."

It's been almost a stick of incense, Mu Wushuang stretched out his hand and pushed his firm chest, but found that the hand feeling is not generally good.

Long Mo knew that it was too late, and after holding her for a while, he reluctantly let go of her.

But he found that the little woman seemed to be staring at his chest in a daze. In the past, she liked to draw circles with her fingers the most, and said more than once, "Uncle Huang, you feel so good here."

He raised his brows and smiled even deeper.

Even if Shuang'er has amnesia, his favorite is his chest muscles.

These twins are so cute.

He couldn't hold back and kissed her on the cheek.

"What are you doing!"

Mu Wushuang came back to his senses and covered his cheeks, as if there was a cool touch on it, this man actually kissed her!

Someone who succeeded in stealing incense was full of spring breeze, and pretended to be innocent: "Shuang'er, you are so beautiful, I can't control it."

Mu Wushuang didn't want to pay attention to this man who was so stubborn. He went into the study, closed the door, and entered the space to start alchemy.

She is stronger than the scumbag, she is now a fifth-order alchemist, and strives to break through the sixth-order as soon as possible!

It's just that her heart is messed up, and it is much more difficult to enter the state than before. She practiced a pot of waste pills for the first time before entering the state of being free from distractions.

After refining a few pots of elixir, Xiao Zhu Xiaoque reminded her that it was time for dinner outside.

She exited the space, opened the door of the study, and saw a tall and handsome man standing outside the door for an unknown amount of time.

The slightest bit of anger in her heart disappeared in an instant. Anyone who saw such a deep and beautiful man would not be able to get angry!