Many years ago, his wife Long Qing loved his mother Yunwu. On that day, he just didn't recognize Yunwu. Later, he went on the road of seeking his wife more auspicious and difficult.

"Who are you?" Di Xing was nervous in his heart, but he pretended to be calm and relaxed a lot unconsciously.

On the street flower always sharp, quickly caught his unnatural, was about to continue to speak, the closed door was pushed open at this time.

"Di Xing, have you found Di Yan?" The Dragon loves to walk in quickly, and the voice has already passed in before people get there.

As soon as she entered the house, her eyes fell on the villain sitting opposite Di Xing. She immediately walked over and slapped him on the back of his head, "you stinky boy, you are playing with your parents and disappearing! Do you know how anxious my mother is

The dragon, who is over 30 years old, is still young because of cultivation. At one glance, the flower on the stranger felt her strong spiritual power and some strange and familiar problems.

She suddenly jumped up in her heart, got up, grabbed her wrist, and looked at her with bright eyes, "what's your name?"

Longqing love was shocked by the sudden move of the flower on the street. She should have been angry, but I don't know why. Looking at the face of the flower on the street, she felt strange in her heart and opened her mouth in a daze: "my name is Longqing love."

The flower eyes on the stranger showed a bit of disappointment and let go of her hand.

However, di Xing could not help it. He went to check his wife's wrist which had just been tightly clenched by the flowers on the street. When he saw that he was really red, he immediately turned angry and said, "somebody, throw this woman out!"

At the moment, he did not know that he would pay such a painful "price" for this sentence in the future.

Long Qing love to see the situation, quickly stopped the impulse of Di Xing, "wait, you don't worry, things may not be as you think."

Di Xing's whole face can be described as black as the bottom of a pot, but in the end he obeyed his wife's words and forbeared for the time being.

Longqing love this a sigh of relief, turned his eyes to see the flowers on the street, whispered: "who are you, is it you who sent this stinky boy back?"

One side said, while subconsciously rubbing his son's hairy hair with his hand.

Di Yan was very young, but he was not very happy with the action of the dragon. He had a black face and tried not to make a sound. He also kept his eyes on the flowers on the street.

The flower on the street was silent for a moment, and a deep and secluded water eye crossed a deep thought, pondered for a long time, and simply asked the exit, "who is cloud dance?"

Long qingai and di Xing looked at each other and changed their faces.

Holding back the huge strangeness and curiosity in his heart, Longqing love said, "how can you know my mother?"

If Di Yan, who has accepted one of the four family businesses, is well-known, then the young mother of cloud dance is even more incredible. Therefore, the news about cloud dance has never been released to the public.

Even few people know the name of cloud dance.

Di Xing was equally surprised.

Di Yan touched his sharp chin, and raised his eyes as thoughtfully as a small adult. "Originally, you want to see my grandmother."

"Your grandmother?" The eye light of the flower on the street suddenly brightens up, a pair of water eyes Yu Yu Sheng Hui, "how old is the cloud dance now? Is she from the mainland of China?"