"You're—" Luo Xi pondered.

"Sit." Long Yutian stretched out his hand and pointed to the chair to his right.

Luo Xi sat down cautiously, simply didn't ask anything, and waited to see what the old man said.

I only heard Long Yutian shouting, "Long Yu, come out." ”

The sound pierced the wall, and a narrow door was opened, and a little boy stepped out.

He was about seven or eight years old, with red eyes, long black hair draped behind him, and a bloody mole on his collarbone that was very eye-catching.

Look at this little face again...

"Entangled..."Luo Xi couldn't help but scream, and the whole person broke away from the stool.

"Sit down."

It's for Luo Xi, and it's for the boy.

Long Yutian's majestic voice suddenly poured into his mind, which also made Luo Xi suddenly sober up and slowly sit down.

This boy is not pestering...

His blazing red eyes, the bloody mole on his chest, and his long hair were not tangled.

Instead, it is the appearance of the father described by Ding Runing...

Don't...

Luo Xi looked at the little boy named Long Huang again, and saw that he was sitting down on the stool opposite him in an orderly manner, looking straight at him with an almost pure gaze.

"This is your mother."

Long Huang nodded, looked at it, and shook his head again.

"We, different." The voice is not immature, but the tone of speech is extremely immature.

The four words could only jump out two by two, which really surprised Luo Xi.

Doubt it anymore, this kid really isn't pestering.

But except for his red pupils, his other facial features and face shape are exactly the same as those tangled, all of which are miniature versions of Jing Mohao.

Did you really give birth to two in the first place?

Then why didn't the doctor tell him, not even Jian Qing.

Even if someone takes the child away, you have to inform yourself, right?

And this child seems to have some defects in language development, which is not at all the same as their little talker.

Long Yutian can be regarded as the person who knows Long Huang best, understands his doubts, and opens his mouth to explain, "She is a woman, and she is not worthy of the noble blood of our dragon clan. ”

Luo Xi's eyes widened when he heard this.

Although Ding Runing had told her about the traditions of her father's family before, she still felt a little angry when she heard the old city chief of the so-called dragon clan say such things condescendingly.

Even if they women can't have such characteristics, it doesn't mean that they are dispensable.

No matter how much they look down on women, they are born from women's wombs.

What a cruel thing it was to snatch her son from her from birth and let him never see his mother from birth until now.

If this Long Tui is really his own child, then he, as a mother, really owes him too much.

Seeing him, I reminded myself of the little Niannian she had just given birth to, whether she was going to nurse now, whether she would cry at night, whether Jing Mohao could take care of her, whether she would become the second dragon...

Why is it not enough for this so-called dragon clan to destroy their own family, but also to destroy their own children, one is not enough, and another one is needed.

Luo Xi's eyes were full of anger, his fists clenched together, and his anger leaked out.

"Why did you snatch my child?"

Naturally, these words were said to Long Yutian, who was sitting in the most central seat.