Dark Beast Summoner

Is this agreed?

Wow! Uncle is such a good man! Generous enough!

In the future, who would dare to say that Uncle Huang is a traitor, she will be the first to wring his head off!

But... does he just like to hold her hand so much?

Mu Wushuang looked down at her little fat hand that he was holding in his hand. This hand was fat and thick, and there were bloodstains in the nails. How could he not show an expression of disgust?

Rumor has it that the regent Long Moshen doesn't like touching people, even if someone in the court accidentally touches the corner of his clothes, he will brutally chop that person's arm. People who pass by the city clearing the way on the street actually don't dislike her dirty hands. It is really difficult for her to guess his mind.

She rolled her eyes and suddenly rested her head on his shoulder.

Maybe holding her hand is his maximum tolerance, then, try her ugly face on his magnolia-like clean and dust-free clothes, only a few centimeters away from his handsome face, will he be restrained? Can't stop, want to beat her up?

Sure enough, she clearly felt that his shoulders and even his whole body were stiff, a bit similar to the omen that the storm was about to come before he got angry.

After waiting for a while, Uncle Huang remained stiff, but did not scold her.

Mu Wushuang had no choice but to take the medicine. She pretended to fall asleep unconsciously, turned her head sideways in discomfort, pursed her lips, and kissed his flawless side face.

At this moment, she only felt that the air around her was getting colder.

It looks like I can't stand it anymore!

No, she still has to borrow his money, so she can't turn him over for the time being. Anyway, she already knows that he can't really have that kind of mind for her. After thinking about it, Mu Wushuang quickly raised his head, pretended to be dozing off, yawned, and released his hands by the way.

"So sleepy, Uncle Huang, did I just fall asleep?"

Seeing the uncle's cold eyes looking at her, Mu Wushuang asked sleepily on purpose.

Long Mo closed his eyes deeply and remained silent.

It was so dangerous, she stuck out her tongue, if he really turned against her, where would she go to find someone who lent her money so aggressively.

He has already tested it out, so what is he thinking about, he can only test it slowly in the future.

It didn't take long for her to arrive at the Prince Regent's mansion, and Mu Wushuang waited for her uncle to get into a wheelchair and get off the carriage before she got off.

At this moment, a figure suddenly rushed out from the gate, dressed in a thin white dress, looking charming, like a butterfly in the snow, her voice softly said:

"Cousin, you are finally back! Jiaojiao waited for a long time and thought that cousin would not come back for lunch."

After speaking, the woman coughed violently.

The maid beside her hurriedly said: "Miss Biao, are you all right, I told you to go back to the room and wait for you to not listen, your body has finally become stronger, but you must not break down again, the doctor has already said that your The body can't stand the toss!"

"Nothing, wait for my cousin, I am willing." The delicate woman covered her mouth with a veil and said, her eyes still looking towards Long Mo Shen with affection.

Mu Wushuang only felt his teeth sour for a while. This pair of master and servant are singing a double-reed show here. Please be a little bit better, and whether you should take the test without considering the emotions of the officials.

She looked at the uncle, his face was expressionless, and he didn't even look at the sick cousin, which was a bit embarrassing.

Mu Wushuang looked at the show with an expression on his face.

Unexpectedly, this young lady suddenly turned to her and asked kindly, "Who is this lady?"

"I went to the theater, oh no, I came to the emperor's uncle's house to stay for a few days."

There was a smile on Miss Biao's beautiful face, and she seemed very happy: "That's great, I'm the only one in the palace, and I don't even have anyone to talk to on weekdays. I'm so happy that my sister is here."

"Haha." Mu Wushuang showed an embarrassed but polite smile.

The uncle had already entered the mansion, and Miss Biao quickly followed.

Mu Wushuang and the beautiful younger brother walked slowly behind, while Fu Bo followed the people from the palace to the outer courtyard to settle them.

All the way to the dining room, the table had already begun to be placed, and the smell was so fragrant that all the greedy worms in Mu Wushuang's stomach were hooked out.

When Uncle Huang washed his hands and sat down, she couldn't wait to sit next to him, waiting for dinner.

Feeling that Uncle Huang was in a bad mood, she thought that kissing him on the carriage must have caused him a psychological shadow, so she sat obediently and didn't speak.

"Miss, this position belongs to our cousin." A maid suddenly came to her and said to her, with hatred and disdain in her eyes.

Miss Biao stood on the side with a tender face, as if she was being bullied.

"Is that so? Is this lady's name engraved on it?" Mu Wushuang glanced at the maid, you can speak well, what does it mean with a look of contempt, she just didn't give way today!