Dark Beast Summoner

Chapter 90

"Master, Madam's clothes are disheveled. My Myolie is optimistic that many people are pointing to his wife. For the sake of the reputation of the Hou Mansion, you should let the wife go in and freshen up."

Myolie whispered to Mu Yuande, and the words were full of worries about the reputation of the Hou Mansion.

She had seen Wang's calculations. Her mission in the Hou Mansion was to make the Hou Mansion restless, and there was no chance that Wang and the others would be happy one day.

The muddy water in the Hou Mansion must be made more muddy.

Therefore, she built her happiness on Wang's pain. What Wang wanted to do, she refused to let Wang succeed.

Mu Yuande looked at Wang Clan, Wang Clan was embarrassed, like a mad woman, his brows frowned.

"Wang!"

Wang Shi was startled by Mu Yuande's sudden loud noise, and when she turned around, she saw Xing'er in his arms smiling provocatively at her. She had no pretense before, she knew that this Hu Meizi was just pretending!

"Master, let go, I am going to kill this little wave hoof today, she dare to laugh at me..."

"Snapped!"

With a crisp sound, the surroundings fell silent, and people looked at Mu Yuande and Wang Clan.

Seeing Wang covering his face in disbelief, Mu Yuande still looked angrily, while Xing'er hid behind Mu Yuande in fear, pear blossoms with rain, pitiful.

There is a good show to watch!

It seems that the mistress was going to bully the side room, and then she was taught by her own man.

However, this Wang Clan looked like a pungent one, his clothes were disheveled, he didn't look like a mistress, and no one's side room was tidy.

"Master, you hit me!" Wang Clan couldn't believe it. Mu Yuande had never done anything to her. This time he hit her for a Humeizi!

"Father!" Mu Ningxue was also stunned, her father beat her mother outside! What do outsiders think!

Mu Yuande regretted it as soon as he took the shot. Wang is his wife, so she shouldn't be so shameless in front of outsiders.

But as a man, it is impossible for him to apologize in front of so many people, so he snorted coldly and walked to the Hou Mansion.

"Mu Yuande, you are not allowed to leave, you can make it clear today! If you don't make it clear, don't let anyone live this day!"

Wang hurriedly followed, asking Mu Yuande to give her an explanation! Mu Ningxue had to go with him.

Myolie also hurried to follow, she had to put more fire, not to make Mu Yuande feel guilty to Wang.

So only Mu Yuheng himself was left at the door.

The corner of his mouth was raised, and his sister was really clever, but with an extra Myoli, the second room was in a mess.

...

"The prince, the young lady is still sleeping, do you want to wake up her young lady?" When she arrived in the yard, Sang Lan quickly said to Long Moshen seeing the door closed.

"No, you go down."

"Ah?..." Sang Lan raised her head suddenly, but seeing the deep eyes of the prince, she cleverly said: "Oh, then...the slave and maid will go down first."

Miss, you can do it for yourself, the servant girl can't help you.

After Sang Lan left, Long Moshen waved back Long Yi and Long Er two, and then pushed away Mu Wushuang's boudoir.

Mu Wushuang was asleep at the moment. She spent the whole night studying the poisonous blood of the emperor's uncle in the space, which was equivalent to not sleeping for a few days, so she fell asleep and slept soundly.

When Long Moshen came in, the breeze just blew the veil on the bed, faintly revealing the voluminous figure inside. She was thin in summer, and the girl's sleeping posture was not honest. She hugged the pillow on her side, with one leg on the quilt, white ankles Upward is more delicate skin.

Happy together, the room is full of charm.

Seeing the ups and downs of the girl's figure, Wannianbing moved his throat, feeling that the man's instincts are gradually recovering.

His hand stroked the girl's delicate cheeks. The girl's face was only as big as his palm. He gently stroked, but his deep eyes drifted to other places, and his hands moved down uncontrollably.

His eyes gradually darkened, and finally gradually turned into a striking deep purple.

"Hmm~"

Mu Wushuang turned over and snorted softly.

She was so sleepy that she thought she was still dreaming and had a spring dream. Some rough fingers ran across her delicate skin lightly, making her soul tremble.

Anyway, it's just a dream, it doesn't exist!

Long Moshen's big hands froze when she turned over, and a guilty conscience flashed through the deep eyes.

But when he found that the girl was not awake, but a look of enjoyment appeared on his face, he made a sudden force in his hand, almost trying to untie her skirt and press on her.

"It hurts~"

Mu Wushuang snorted again unconsciously, frowning.

"Twin."

Long Moshen moved his hand up, gently smoothed her frowning brows, and muttered her name in his mouth.

Seeing the girl's brows stretched out and continued to fall asleep, he reluctantly withdrew his hand, his emotional eyes gradually became clear, but they were not as indifferent as usual, and the gentleness in his eyes never disappeared.

Gentleness is only for the person you like.

Other people, in his eyes, is not as important as her finger.

Mu Wushuang felt that he was full and stretched out comfortably when he woke up.

On one side, I saw a person sitting next to the bed, reading a book in his hand.

"Huh? Uncle Emperor? When did you come?"

She asked suspiciously, and why is there only the emperor, where did Sang Lan go?

"soon."

Long Mo calmly put away half of the script and said quietly.

"Uncle Huang, what book are you reading?" She vaguely seemed to see the word "Poignant", and she was very curious. Of course, she couldn't think of it even if she wanted to break her head. Uncle Huang reads the poignant love story of the folk set.

"Gong Fa." Long Mo said with a deep face without changing his color and vigor.

"Really?" She looked suspicious.

Long Moshen didn't want her to ask any more, but suddenly remembered a trick in the script, he suddenly approached her, raised her chin, and said in a low tone:

"Shuang'er is thinner and looks better."

"Really? Are you really thin?"

Sure enough, Mu Wushuang was distracted and reached out to touch her face. She hadn't slept for days and nights, and spent nights and nights studying the poisonous blood of the emperor. In addition to detoxifying him, the most important thing was not to lose weight! Hearing that a straight man like the emperor's uncle said that she has lost weight, she must have lost weight.

The point is, the emperor actually said she looked better!

The sun is really coming out from the west!

From this point of view, what the emperor uncle said was not a lie. It turns out that he really has no hobby of obese women!

She is always happy to be praised. She wants to lose weight day and night. When she heard the emperor praise her, she didn’t even notice that the clothes on her chest were crumpled by someone’s hands. The book has been forgotten.

She put on an outer robe at will and ran to look in the mirror.

But how does she feel that she can't see how much she has lost?

The chin is thinner again, the baby's fat on the cheeks is almost lost, but the figure is not perfect, it can be called slightly fat.

However, in someone's eyes, such a figure can be called perfect.

"No way, I have to reduce it further." She frowned.

"Shuang'er is skinny enough."

However, his worries are unnecessary. In the future when Mu Wushuang is the thinnest, there should be a lot of meat. Whenever a man's eyes are aimed at her, Long Moshen has even a murderous heart. .

If he knows the future now, maybe he will encourage her to lose weight at this time.