"Grandpa?"

Xiao Xuanxi tilted his little head and was unfamiliar with the word grandfather, but he didn't understand it. He asked his mother: "He is my grandfather, and then he is my mother's father, right?"

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

"Why did my mother pretend not to know my grandfather? He didn't seem to know my mother, Xixi, or Daddy." Xiao Xuanxi asked again.

"Because my mother was very young and very young, she was only one or two years old, and her father and mother left. They had never seen me, and I had never seen them. We didn't know what each other looked like. Xixi knew that my mother was seriously injured before, and they thought I was dead at that time, so they didn't know that you existed. Today, my mother didn't recognize him because they hadn't gone back to find us for more than ten years, and they also had their own beloved daughter, so my mother didn't want to recognize him."

Mu Wushuang told his son carefully that although his son is young, he can understand everything by explaining it clearly to him.

"As for why he doesn't know your father, his mother doesn't know either."

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

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

A silver mask appeared on Long Moshen's hand.

"Ah! Xixi knows! Dad has always worn a mask before, so they don't know how Dad looks!" Xiao Xuanxi answered quickly. He had seen Dad wear a mask!

Mu Wushuang saw him curling his lips and put a silver-white mask on his face.

The mask was half-piece, and after putting on it, only his thin chin and slightly tender lips were exposed.

As soon as the mask was put on, his temperament changed, becoming sharp and cold, and his pressure was released. The purple eyes under the mask were cold and ruthless, dark and deep, and his whole body exuded a captivating kingly aura, which was completely different from him before.

Xiao Xuanxi's black eyes lit up.

Long Moshen took off his mask and his breath was restrained. Although he was still extraordinary, his entire person's pressure and anger disappeared, making his aura look much softer.

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

I'm afraid no one can associate him with the young emperor of the Qinglong Divine Palace wearing a mask.

No wonder Mu Yuanhong didn't recognize him.

"Dad is so awesome!"

Xiao Xuanxi admires his father in particular.

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

"I didn't ask you again. Look at what I do. My son asked." Mu Wushuang glared at him. Could he not always shoot charm at her, making her heart beat faster.

"Well, my son asked."

His mouth is curved even more and his tone is doting.

"Son, it doesn't matter whether my grandfather recognizes it or not. From now on, I will protect you both from my mother."

He said to his son.

Mu Wushuang felt a little hot on her face.

Xiao Xuanxi nodded with a pecking rice, and then asked him: "Dad, will you be good to me and mother for the rest of your life?"

"I will be kind to you both for life, not only for life."

Although he said to his son, his eyes were looking at his Shuang'er.

Mu Wushuang's face was even more hot. Every word of his promise seemed to be ironed in her heart, leaving a deep mark.

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

After she said that, she looked at her son: "Go to bed quickly, do you still have to get up and have supper later?"

"Eat and eat!"

The food at the city lord’s uncle’s house is delicious. He doesn’t want to miss a meal, he has to eat it!

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

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

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

Mu Wushuang covered him with a quilt and looked back. Someone was still standing there, looking at her with a resentful look.

Why does this kind of resentful look give her a kind of person who is like a ruthless dressed in a abandoned husband and son?

Long Moshen endured it for a day, but now he couldn't help it anymore. He stretched out his big hand and hugged her firmly in his arms, preventing her from struggling.

With a soft jade in his arms, he pressed his ear with satisfaction and said, "Shuang'er, I'm suffocating. I want to hold you like this and do nothing."

I was so intimate last night. Now I am being held by him. Mu Wushuang only struggled symbolically for a few times and stopped moving. To be honest, she liked the feeling of being held by him, and felt very secure. Her body seemed to be very familiar with such a posture, and she couldn't repel it in her heart.

When she heard him say emotional love words, she wanted to say that he was slick, but she knew in her heart that every word he said was from the heart.

This feeling is very strange. They have only been together for a few days, so she shouldn't know him so well.

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

He didn't tell her a lie.

This man's love for her was far deeper than she thought.

"Uncle Emperor, that's OK."

It had been almost an incense stick of time, and Mu Wushuang reached out and pushed his solid chest, but found that the touch was not very good.

Long Moshen knew that too much was too much, so he hugged her for a while and reluctantly let her go.

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. She said more than once, "Uncle Emperor, you feel so good here."

He raised his eyebrows and smiled deeper.

Even though Shuang'er has lost her memory, her favorite is his chest muscles.

Shuang'er is so cute like this.

He couldn't help but kissed her on the cheek.

"What are you doing!"

Mu Wushuang came to her senses and covered her cheeks, which seemed to have a cool touch. This man actually secretly kissed her!

Someone who successfully steals the fragrance is full of spring breeze and pretends 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 greedy and went into the study, closed the door, and entered the space to start refining the alchemy.

She is stronger than the scumbag father. She is now a fifth-level alchemist, striving to break through to the sixth level as soon as possible!

But she was confused and it was much more difficult to get into the state than before. She practiced a furnace of waste pills for the first time before she entered a state of concentration.

After refining several furnaces of elixirs, Xiao Zhu Xiaoque reminded her that it was time to eat dinner outside.

She exited the space and opened the door of the study and saw a tall and handsome man standing outside the door, wondering how long she had been standing.
Chapter completed!