"Naturally, we have a way for her to give birth to the son of luck. Aren't you men like that for women? Look at your father, how many concubines did he take? Besides, this daughter of Xuantian is not even a concubine, she is just a tool, she can't hinder you from anything, why can't you think about it so much? ”

When Mo's mother said this, thinking that her son had grown so big, was he still a place?

The son's body is in the lower Xuan, and there are few who come back. Over the years, my son has been a little adult since he was a child, and he has become stable. This kind of man's nature, she always thought that she didn't need her to guide her, looking at his father's wind/flow appearance, how could it be inherited by one or two, right?

But now it seems that there has never been a woman?

So create obstacles?

Or is it not interested in women at all?

This question can be strict!

Mo Ziqing saw that Mo Mu had stopped wiping away tears, and as soon as her mood eased, she saw Mo Mu's eyes staring at him directly, and she was a little panicked, "Mother? ”

Mo Mu coughed, "It's okay, I suddenly remembered that I recently got a kind of Tianxiang Snow Lotus Tea that tastes good, little narcissus?" ”

Outside the door, a lively and agile little girl came in and said respectfully, "The slave is here." ”

"Replace this tea with Tianxiang Snow Lotus Tea."

The little narcissus was stunned for a moment, and then answered sweetly, "Okay, madam." ”

Soon, the little narcissus withdrew the old tea in front of him and came up with two cups of new tea.

One cup was placed in front of Mo Ziqing, and one cup was placed in front of Mrs. Mo, and she made a sideways gesture before she stepped aside with a smile and stood up.

Mo Ziqing glanced at it, the color of the cup in front of Mo Mu was slightly lighter, and the one in front of him was thicker, so he picked it up and sniffed it, and put it down......

Mo Mu urged, "Qing'er, try it, it tastes good, it was brought to me by your grandfather's family not long ago, and it is made of ten thousand years of snow lotus." ”

Mo Ziqing said helplessly, "Tea is good tea, but after the medicine, how to drink it?" Or an aphrodisiac? Mother, this body of the son is a puppet! ”

Mo Mu was seen through, and simply wiped away her tears again, "What's wrong with the puppet?" The puppet's learning experience is also good, and besides, this puppet is a high-level puppet, made by a real person, and it can grow with the change of human form, and it is similar to a real person, and it can also ...... Little Narcissus, this child is good, has water elemental power, suitable for double cultivation, and is specially ...... by his mother."

“……”

"Qing'er, you tell your mother the truth, do you have no experience in the affairs of men and women? That's why I don't want to ...... with the daughter of Xuantian."

Mo Ziqing's face was dark, if the woman in front of him who looked like a twenty-eight-year-old girl was not his own mother, he would immediately turn his face and leave.

"Mother, you're thinking too much. You don't need to teach you this kind of thing. ”

Mo Mu stroked her chest with a sad expression, "That's good, that's good." ”

At this moment, a heavy pressure from outside came from far and near, and the next moment, an angry man came into the room, and as soon as he entered, he sat down on the edge of the table and slapped it heavily.

The two cups of tea on the table were knocked over and fell on the carpet with a thud, and the tea spilled.

It's Mo Father!

"I said, what are you smoking? Don't scare Qing'er, Qing'er is in a bad mood now, what is there to say. Mo Mu complained.

Mo Yan glared at Mo Ziqing, "Okay?" Do you know how good your son is? A trivial matter, you have to abandon the interests of the entire family, ignore the life and death of the Mo family, and disregard the lives of so many people! Although those people are all the people we raised, and they use the power of worship to help our Mo family cultivate, they are also living people...... Mo Ziqing, you are out of breath! ”