Chapter 282: Protect your mothers

Chapter 282
"Grandpa?"
Xiao Xuanxi tilted his head. He was very unfamiliar with the term grandfather, but he didn't understand. He asked his mother: "He is my grandfather and then mother's father, right?"
Mu Wushuang smiled and nodded at him: "Yes."
"Why does that mother pretend not to know grandpa? Grandpa doesn't seem to know mother, nor Xixi, nor father." Xiao Xuanxi asked again.
"Because when my mother was very young and only one or two years old, my mother's father and mother left. They haven't seen me, and I haven't seen them. We don't know what each other looks like. Xixi knows, My mother was seriously injured before. 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 haven’t gone back to find us for more than ten years, and they have themselves. My beloved daughter, so my mother doesn't want to recognize him."
Mu Wushuang told his son in detail that although his son was young, he could understand everything by telling him clearly.
"As for why he doesn't know your father, mother doesn't know."
He must have dealt with Mu Yuanhong, so she was also curious why Mu Yuanhong didn't recognize him after seeing him.
Xiao Xuanxi looked at his father and asked him for answers.
A silver mask appeared on Long Moshen's hand.
"Ah! Xixi knows! Dad always wears a mask before, so they don't know what Dad looks like!" Xiao Xuanxi snapped back, he had seen Dad wear a mask!
Mu Wushuang saw him curl his lips, then put the silver-white mask on his face.
The mask was half-length. After putting on the mask, only his thin chin and slightly thin lips were exposed.
When the mask was put on, the temperament of his whole body changed. It became sharp and cold, and the coercion was exuded. The purple pupils under the mask were cold and ruthless, dark and deep, and exuding the breath of the king. He is like two people.
Xiao Xuanxi's black pupils wowed brightly.
Long Moshen took off his mask and his aura was restrained. Although he was still extraordinary, his coercive and hostile aura disappeared, and his aura was softer.
The temperament before and after can be said to be very different.
I am afraid that no one can connect him with the masked Young Emperor of the Qinglong Temple.
No wonder Mu Yuanhong did not recognize him.
"Daddy is amazing!"
Xiao Xuanxi admires dad especially.
Long Mo rubbed his son's head deeply, looked at Mu Wushuang, and said, "I left the Cangming Continent more than 20 years ago. I only returned more than three years ago. I have always been wearing a mask. People who can recognize me are very less."
"I didn't ask you again. It was my son who asked me what I did." Mu Wushuang glared at him, can he not always shoot her charms, making her heart beat faster.
"Well, my son asked."
The corners of his mouth are wider and his tone is doting.
"Son, it doesn't matter if you don't recognize it. From now on, both of you will be protected by me."
He said to his son.
Mu Wushuang felt a little hot on his face.
Xiao Xuanxi's little chicken nodded his head and asked him: "Daddy, will you treat me and mother forever?"
"Not only for a lifetime, I will be good to you both forever."
Although he was talking to his son, his eyes were on his pair.
Mu Wushuang's face was even hotter, and every word of his promise seemed to be ironed to the bottom of her heart, leaving a deep mark.
"Whoever wants you to protect, I can protect my son."
After she finished speaking, she looked at her son: "Go to sleep, do you want to get up for dinner later?"
"Eat, eat!"
The meal at Uncle City Lord’s house is delicious, he doesn’t want to miss a meal, he must eat it!
So he quickly closed his eyes, afraid that the mother who turned into a tigress would not let him eat dinner.
After a while, Xiao Xuanxi's even breathing sound came from the room.
Sleeping Xiao Xuanxi's blush was pink and tender, with long eyelashes and delicate features, just like a little angel.
Mu Wushuang covered him with a quilt, and looked back, someone was still standing there, looking at her with a bitter expression in his eyes.
This kind of resentful eyes, why give her a kind of person who dresses mercilessly like her husband and abandoned son? Hey!
Long Mo endured it for a day, and couldn't help it for a moment. He stretched out his big hand and held her firmly in his arms to prevent her from struggling.
With Nephrite in his arms, he pressed his face to her ears and said, "Shuanger, I'm suffocating me to death. I want to hold you like this all the time and do nothing."
I’ve been so close last night, and now being held by him, Mu Wushuang only struggled symbolically for two times and stopped moving. To be honest, she liked the feeling of being held by him and felt safe. The body seemed to be familiar with such a posture, and she couldn't resist it in her heart.
Listening to his passionate love words, she wanted to say that his lips were slick, but she knew in her heart that every word he said came from her heart.
This feeling was very strange. They had only been together for a few days, and she shouldn't have known him so much.
But the truth is, she believes in her sixth sense.
He never told her a lie.
This man had a deeper love for her than she thought.
"Uncle Emperor, it's okay."
It was almost time to hold a stick of incense, Mu Wushuang reached out and pushed his solid chest, only to find that the hand feeling was not so good.
Long Moshen knew that it was too late, so he hugged her for a while, and let go of her reluctantly.
But he found that the little woman seemed to be looking at his chest in a daze. She used to like to draw circles on him with her fingers, and said more than once, "Uncle Emperor, you feel so good here."
He raised his brows and smiled deeper.
Even if Shuang'er has amnesia, his favorite thing is his chest muscles.
Such twins are so cute.
He couldn't help but kissed her on the cheek.
"What are you doing!"
Mu Wushuang came back to his senses, covering his cheeks, as if there was some cool touch on it, this man actually kissed her secretly!
Someone who succeeded in stealing incense was full of spring breeze and pretended to be innocent: "Shuang'er, you are so good-looking, I can't control it."
Mu Wushuang didn't want to pay attention to the man who was in good measure, went into the study, closed the door, and entered the space to begin alchemy.
She is stronger than the scumbag. She is now a Tier 5 alchemist, striving to break through Tier 6 as soon as possible!
It's just that she's upset, and it's much harder to get into the state than before. She has practiced a waste pill for the first time before she enters the state of no distraction.
After refining a few furnaces of medicine, Little Zhu Xiaoque reminded her that it was time for dinner outside.
She exited the space and opened the study door, she saw a tall and handsome man standing outside the door, not knowing how long she had stood.
The little bit of anger in her heart dissipated instantly, and anyone who saw such a beautiful and affectionate man would not be angry!