Villain: Before Dying, He Forcibly Kissed The Master

At night, the Su family's house is brightly lit.

After three rounds of drinking.

Su Jue's face was red, and he was already a little drunk: "Dad, you have indeed become stronger, but your son and I are even better!"

"You're awesome, let's fight another day!"

Su Changqing was even more serious than Su Jie. He was dazed and said angrily to the air beside him.

"..."

Zhao Rong was speechless, holding her forehead, and quickly pointed Su Changqing's head at Su Jie: "Your son is here."

"Eh? Why do I have two sons?!"

Su Changqing giggled, and in his eyes, the afterimage of Su Jue had already appeared.

"..."

Su Jue rubbed his eyebrows and said, "Dad, you drank too much. It's time for you to rest."

"I didn't drink too much..."

As soon as Su Changqing finished speaking, he fell down on the table with a thud.

"Hey, dad, you failed again."

Su Jue leaned back on the chair contentedly, and he fell into a deep sleep as he was already on the edge of his limit.

"You two are quite handsome."

Zhao Rong looked at the two people sleeping soundly and felt bad.

"Yunyun, Xinxin, you two can stay in the guest room tonight. If you have any needs, tell your aunt."

Zhao Rong looked at the two little girls and smiled lovingly.

"Okay Auntie."

Although the word "Yun Yun" made her whole body uncomfortable, Han Yun still responded sweetly like Li Xin.

She could feel that Su Jie's mother was not hypocritical to her, but was sincere and kind to her.

Zhao Rong first asked her servants to clear the table, and then carried the lifeless Su Changqing back.

Fortunately, Zhao Rong is a cultivator and her cultivation level is not low. She can lift Su Changqing without any problem.

After sending Su Changqing back, Zhao Rong was about to go back and send his son back to his room, but found that his son had already woken up.

"No more sleep?"

Zhao Rong took a warm wet towel and handed it to Su Jie: "Wipe your mouth."

"Thank you, mom."

Su Jue took it with both hands and smiled.

"You damn boy, you're so polite to your mother, why are you sober now?" Zhao Rong asked, shaking her head.

Su Jie could feel that he was still a little erratic: "No, but I can't sleep here."

Zhao Rong smacked her lips: "That's true, after all, you don't have a wife, and no one will care about you if you drink too much."

"...."

The corner of Su Jue's mouth twitched: "Mom, if you talk like this, then I will return to the Sword Sect."

"Hey, hey, he even threatened your mother. What, your mother is not telling the truth?"

Zhao Rong crossed her arms and hummed.

"Ahem."

Su Jue wanted to say that he had a Taoist companion, but his master's strength was really shocking.

He was afraid that after he said it, his mother would ask for the details and it would be difficult to explain. The rest was easy to talk about, but he was afraid that his mother would not be able to accept it in a short time.

"Stop talking, look at the son of the Wang family next door. He is the same age as you. His son is already one year old."

Zhao Rong hates that iron cannot make steel.

"Mom, I am determined to be a fairy."

Su Jue shook his head. He would not consider the matter of the child for the time being until he became emperor.

"You aspire to be a fairy. Mom also knows that you are gifted and will not be an ordinary person in the future, but your mother is an ordinary person."

"My life is too short compared to yours. My mother will be heartbroken to see the day you have a child."

Zhao Rong sighed.

"Mom, what are you talking about?"

Su Jue shook his head. The most indispensable thing in this world is opportunity.

He has a system in place and there are many ways he can go about increasing the longevity of his parents.

Moreover, my parents are not weak either. They are currently cultivating gods, which have a lifespan of a thousand years.

The two of them are only a hundred years old, and they still have many good days ahead of them.

"I don't care anyway. I can understand if you don't have children, but you have to bring me a wife back."

Zhao Rong couldn't help but said.

Su Jue was so outstanding, but she was afraid that her son would be so addicted to cultivation that he would not even have a Taoist companion by his side in the end.

Although Su Jie himself had no problem, there was a difference between having a woman around and not having a woman around.

Zhao Rong, who has already lived here, knows that having a family can bring tremendous support and changes to a person.

"That's no problem, I'm just afraid that your old man won't be able to accept it by then."

Su Jue smiled.

A picture appeared in his mind, what if he brought Master back to the Su family.

The scene of telling my mother about Master's true identity must be interesting.

Zhao Rong said indifferently: "What can't I accept? Is it possible that I am several thousand years older than you?"

"..."

Su Jue was stunned, and his mother really guessed it right.

"How many years older are you?!"

Zhao Rong's eyes widened. If he was really thousands of years older, how should she call him?

Daughter-in-law?

At this age, he could be considered her ancestor.

Su Jue felt ashamed: "How is that possible?"

It seems that my mother still can't accept this matter in a short time, so she has to take her time.

"That's okay."

Zhao Rong breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing that it was getting late, she said, "Okay, I won't talk nonsense to you anymore. You can go back to bed quickly. You have worked hard all the way. Take advantage of these few days to have a good rest."

"Okay mom."

Su Jie also wanted to leave. His mother made shocking remarks and was very smart.

No matter how thoughtful he is, he can easily get out of hand in front of his mother.

The thirty-sixth stratagem is still the best strategy, and it will be easy to expose the flaw.

"Wait a minute, how many days will you stay at home this time?"

Zhao Rong asked.

"Three days, I'll be leaving in three days."

"I came out with a mission. Master asked me to go back as soon as possible after the mission is over."

Su Jue thought for a while and said, three days is probably the maximum limit that Master can tolerate.

Zhao Rong, who was very reluctant to leave after hearing this, couldn't help but get wet: "You brat, you haven't come back for three years, and you only stay for three days when you come back."

She knew that her son was highly talented, the direct descendant of the head of the Sword Sect, and had an important responsibility, but after all, he was still her son.

She just wants her son to be safe. This is her biggest wish as a mother.

"Don't worry, Mom, the Chinese New Year is coming soon. Then my son will come back and stay with you for a few months until you annoy me."

Su Jue's nose felt sour. A man hates seeing his mother being wronged and crying. He smiled.

"Get out of here, I don't want to see you."

Zhao Rong was afraid of crying, so she quickly waved her hands.

Seeing this, Su Jue had no choice but to say, "Mom, you should also go to bed early."

Returned to his own room.

Su Jie thought there would be dust, but unexpectedly, the bedding was all new and spotless.

Being so late, I definitely don't have time to buy new bedding, and it can't be a coincidence.

Mom must have prepared it in advance just to be afraid of his sudden return.

Just as Su Jie thought, Zhao Rong would come to Su Jie's room every now and then to clean the inside and outside.

Even if the servants are not asked to clean, they are all doing their best to clean.

Lying in his familiar position, Su Jie closed his eyes and fell into an extremely peaceful sleep.