Dark Beast Summoner

"what are you doing here?"

Mu Wushuang looked up at the handsome man who was a head taller than her. He had been standing for some time, half leaning against the door, his posture was a little lazy and noble.

"Wait for you."

Long Mo pursed his lips and said.

This man laughed more and more times. Every time he smiled, it was as if snow lotuses suddenly bloomed in the snow and ice, which was amazing and amazing.

Fortunately, she was so determined, she coughed lightly and said:

"Are you so free?"

As the young emperor of Qinglong Shrine, why does he stick under her nose every day? Does he have nothing to deal with?

He couldn't possibly prepare to be by her side every day, could he?

"I just want to look at you all the time. Are Shuang'er annoying me? Want to drive me away?"

He looked at her dimly.

"No." After she finished speaking, she realized that she answered too quickly, and she added, "My son likes you so much, how could I drive you away."

Long Mo deeply held the hand of the duplicitous little woman, sighed faintly, and said to her:

"Shuang'er, I don't want to leave, but I have to go back to the Holy City. I may not be able to see you for three days. The thought of not being able to see you for three days makes my heart feel like a hole has been dug, and it's very sad. ."

Is he going?

three days?

As far as she knows, this place is far from the Holy City. At the fastest speed, it will take three days to go back and forth. Is it possible that he will come back immediately when he goes back?

Moreover, three days is not a long time, only three days. How could his tone look like three years?

Mu Wushuang wanted to complain that he was a little nauseous, but for some reason, the corners of his mouth rose.

She pulled back the hand that was tightly held by him and said deliberately, "Where you go is none of my business. You can leave as soon as you leave. Just tell your son. You don't have to tell me, I'm not you."

Long Moshen knows her attributes too well, so he won't get angry when he hears her duplicitous words, but pretends to be sad and covers his heart:

"Shuang'er, you make me sad. I'm Xixi's father, your Xixi's mother, what do you think our relationship is?"

"We're not married, so it doesn't matter." Mu Wushuang said, but his voice was a little lower, as if he had no confidence.

Long Moshen then said: "You are my fiancee, the mother of my son, the future wife of my Long Moshen, and the future mistress of Qinglong Shrine. You are the only woman in my life, and the only woman I think is you."

Mu Wushuang blushed when he heard what he said, and the phrase "one pair in one lifetime" especially touched her.

"Shuang'er, please wait for me to come back. This time it will take three days, which is too long. Next time, when the teleportation formation is built, it will be convenient. If I want to see you, just enter the teleportation formation and come back to see you." He said softly. said.

Could it be that he only asked for the blueprint of her teleportation array last time just to be able to see her?

He wants to build a teleportation array for her?

She felt a heart shake a little bit again.

"Have you studied the teleportation array?" She wanted to change the subject.

The teleportation array is not so easy to build. Even if it is thoroughly researched, it will take a long time to build it.

What's more, the Holy City is so far away from Qingyun City, and there must be several transition formations in the middle.

"Yeah." Long Mo nodded confidently, but didn't change the topic. Obviously, he didn't want to waste time on this topic. He looked at her and asked:

"Shuang'er, why don't you call me Uncle Huang?"

"I called."

"You didn't shout once today, Shuang'er, just shout and listen."

He took a step closer and forced her to the door, with his hands on the door, his thin lips slightly raised, and a charming smile appeared on his enchanting face.

He wants to take his twins back to the nest step by step.

First lure her to call Uncle Huang, and then let her call her husband obediently.

"Don't shout."

"I'll kiss you if you don't call me."

"You're a hooligan!"

"I only play hooligans to Shuang'er alone."

Mu Wushuang became stubborn. She said that if she didn't shout, she wouldn't shout. I wouldn't shout if you kissed me. She would not be threatened.

Long Moshen has no real relatives. He understands her temper and eats soft and not hard, so he changed his routine, took out a top-grade storage bag from the storage ring, and put it in her hand.

"what is this?"

"Look at it."

Mu Wushuang glanced at him suspiciously, but he still glanced at him curiously with his divine sense, and he was almost dazzled by this look!

A lot of white spirit stones!

All are top quality!

"I won't want it." Want to buy her off with spirit stones? This trick is so outdated.

Long Moshen was funny, he knew that Shuang'er would react this way, he said, "This is your reward, I only gave you half of it, what do you think it is?"

"What's the reward?" She couldn't figure it out. Could it be the reward for raising his son? Thinking of this, her face darkened.

Long Mo knew at a glance that she was thinking crooked, and said:

"Of course it's the price you raised at the auction today. Originally, the Ghost Hand Pill King was able to win the Lingbao Qing Pill at the price of 8.3 million high-grade spirit stones. After earning 1.7 million high-grade spirit stones, since I have earned so much more, I naturally have to split half of it."

Half of the 1.7 million high-grade spirit stones are quite impressive, and 850,000 middle-grade spirit stones are equivalent to 85 million middle-grade spirit stones!

Mu Wushuang opened her mouth slightly, although she guessed it before, she was still a little shocked: "Sure enough! Chixiaotang is really yours!"

"I also have a lot of Chixiaotangs in Jiuxiao Continent, but Shuang'er doesn't remember." He said with a smile.

Although he was laughing, there was a hint of disappointment in his eyes. She lost her memory, only his lonely memories of their past were left, and Mu Wushuang's heart hurt like being pricked by a needle.

She took the storage bag in his hand and said, "Since it's my reward, then I'll take it, thank you Uncle."

He changed the way to send her spirit stones, why should she refuse his kindness?

Deep down she didn't want to hurt him at all.

"Between you and me, you don't need to say thank you." He lowered his head and got closer to her: "Shuang'er, call Uncle Huang again to listen."

Mu Wushuang: ...

Damn, he is still holding the storage bag he gave in his hand. If he doesn't call, doesn't he seem too ruthless? He must have done it on purpose!

After a few breaths of silence, she still called out obediently, "Uncle Huang."

Long Mo was deeply satisfied and ironed all over his body, which was more comfortable than eating ginseng fruit.

Mu Wushuang originally wanted to scold him for being a black-bellied fox, but when he saw the satisfied smile in his eyes, he had no idea what to do.

Just call, she should call when she lost the chess game.

It's just that she didn't know at first that "Uncle Huang" would make him so happy.

"When... when are you leaving? Today?"

She pursed her lips and asked.

"Tomorrow," he said, "I want to watch the Shuang'er game before leaving."