Dark Beast Summoner

Uncle?

As soon as Long Moshen's voice fell, Mu Wushuang felt the familiar pain in his head coming back!

A picture flashed into her mind—

She fell down on the street with injuries all over her body, surrounded by people, she suddenly shouted to the person in a delicate soft sedan: "Uncle Huang, I'm Shuang'er! It's your little fiancee!"

Mu Wushuang covered his head and was shocked that she would actually shout in the street that she was his fiancee? What a shame, I'll go!

Another scene flashed by—

A woman with a weak face called him uncle, with a delicate tone.

And his handsome face was cold and arrogant, his eyes were frosty, and his tone was extremely cold: "When was this king your uncle? This king's fiancée called this king an uncle because it was fun, what are you?"

The woman was so embarrassed and annoyed that her face was flushed.

"Shuang'er, your head hurts again?"

Long Moshen stood up abruptly, looked at her nervously, and the strength of holding her hand gradually increased.

The splitting headache disappeared quickly, but these pictures were deeply imprinted in my mind.

She raised her head, looked at him, and called out in a daze, "Uncle Huang?"

"Shuang'er!"

An astonishing brilliance flashed in Long Moshen's eyes.

Mu Wushuang shook his head at him, indicating that she hadn't recovered her memory, but the words "Uncle Huang" were surprisingly familiar, and there was no trace of discomfort when she shouted it out.

Long Moshen hooked her lips to her, touched her head, and said gently, "it's okay if you can't remember, I don't want to see you feel bad."

She pursed her lips. She was not particularly curious about her past memories before, but now, she feels that she really wants to know her past with him.

She wanted to laugh when she remembered what he said in the second picture. It turns out that he also has such a dark and vicious side.

"Shuang'er, can you call me again?"

His tall body squatted in front of her, with pleading in his eyes and a demagogic voice in his voice. He had thought about this "Uncle Huang" for several years.

Mu Wushuang looked at his enlarged handsome face and deep eyes, which attracted people everywhere. Not only did she obediently call out "Uncle Huang", but she also gave him a kiss on his thin lips.

She swore that she didn't even think that she would kiss him, it was definitely too attractive that she couldn't control Jiji!

Her phoenix eyes widened slightly, and her face was dyed with a red glow, and she quickly pulled back the distance from him.

At the same time, she clearly saw that his amber eyes turned purple in an instant, like fireworks exploded inside, dazzling, deep and charming enough to suck everyone in, the corners of his mouth raised the biggest arc , the smile spreads out, and it is as captivating as a monster.

How could he let her dodge so easily? A man who has been absent for a few years has just tasted the sweetness, so how could he be willing to let go?

So just as she stepped back, the man bullied her, put one arm around her waist, and held the back of her head with the other, making her unable to retreat. Then, under her shy and panicked eyes, he slowly approached her. A little bit was printed on her slightly opened cherry lips, but it was not like she was before. He deepened the kiss, greedily capturing her sweetness.

The breaths of the two were intertwined, and after a long while, Mu Wushuang pushed the man who was still unfinished, gasping for breath.

The love in the man's eyes was as thick as ink, and after being pushed away, he was reluctant to let go of the hand around her waist.

"let me go."

she says.

It's just that she didn't know how small her voice was at this time, and it didn't have any deterrent effect, it only made the man more excited.

Long Moshen suddenly picked her up and said, "Don't let it go, it's getting late, it's time to go to bed."

Saying that, a few hurriedly carried her back to the bedroom, but there was another little guy in the way on the bed, and Long Moshen really wanted to make a floor for his son next door.

But it is clear that the wish to lay the floor could not be realized.

Putting her on the bed, she crawled to the other side of her son at once, her meaning was obvious, the son was the thirty-eighth line between the two of them, and he was not allowed to cross.

Long Mo smiled lightly, and then began to undress.

Mu Wushuang turned her head and listened to the sound of his undressing. She remembered the chest muscles she saw in the hot spring pool during the day, and her face slowly became hot.

It's all her fault that she was bewitched by him and kissed him, causing such an ambiguous atmosphere.

She hasn't thought of anything yet, and this development is too fast.

And think that her brave personality, who is not afraid of the sky, is actually shy when it comes to men and women?

Feeling that he was lying down on the other side of his son, Mu Wushuang came back to his senses, closing his eyes and pretending to sleep.

The corners of Long Moshen's lips twitched, and with a flick of his hand, all the candles in the room were extinguished, and the light suddenly dimmed.

"Shuang'er, I will definitely have a good dream tonight."

He turned to face his son and Shuang'er, smelled the familiar fragrance, calmed down for the first time in his heart, and closed his eyes.

Mu Wushuang didn't respond to him, and the corner of his mouth became wider.

There was a man beside him, and the ambergris that belonged to him came from his breath, Mu Wushuang couldn't sleep, he closed his eyes and thought about things in his heart.

Not long after, she heard the man's steady breathing, and a look of surprise flashed in her eyes, how could he fall asleep so fast?

It's like I haven't slept in a long time.

Thinking of the first time she saw him at the Zongmen Grand Competition, she was thin and haggard, and she thought at that time that he had not rested for a long time.

Listening to his sleeping voice tonight, she felt that he must have not had a good rest for a long, long, long time. Has he been looking for himself?

Mu Wushuang turned over gently and faced his son and him. There were lanterns in the corridor, and the light came in. The room was not very dark, so she could clearly see his sleeping face unfolding.

When he was asleep, his body lacked the icy and icy aura that no strangers should approach. His eyelashes were thick, his nose was high, and the corners of his mouth seemed to contain a faint smile. He was as handsome as a god, extravagant and harmless. But when his eyes opened, his whole person became dangerous.

A person like him fell asleep quickly and without defense, how much he should trust himself.

Mu Wushuang looked at his handsome face and gradually became fascinated.

She whispered softly in her heart: "Uncle Huang."

Mu Wushuang didn't know when she fell asleep last night. When she woke up, before she opened her eyes, she heard a "shh" sound, and then heard Long Moshen whisper with her son, "Don't move, Don't wake your mother up."

The little guy who was still rambling around like an earthworm just now stopped moving, giggling in a low voice.

She slowly opened her eyes, and what she saw was the scene of the father and son lying together harmoniously, peeping at her sleeping face.

She only glanced at Long Moshen and looked away, but she could also see that his mental state was very good, as if he had rested for a night, and his energy was all back.

"Mother wakes up! Mother is a big slacker, and it's not as early as me and Daddy! Daddy woke up the earliest, I just woke up, Daddy woke up long ago!"

When Xiao Xuanxi saw that her mother was awake, she immediately started talking.

He was very happy, because he slept with his parents last night, and it was the first time that a family of three slept together.