Seeing Xiao Gu slink away in embarrassment, Xiao Xun'er could no longer hold it in and burst out laughing.
"What? Do you think this child of yours is stupid in an adorable way?"
Xiao Long pulled Xiao Xun'er into his arms and gave a wicked smile.
Although Xiao Gu was not someone like Guo Jing, who was wise beneath an apparently foolish exterior, he could still be considered half of one.
"It's all your fault. You made me go decades without seeing my own child. Now, I don't even know how to face him."
Xiao Xun'er pouted coquettishly as she thumped Xiao Long's chest with her little fists.
To be honest, Xiao Xun'er truly did not know how to face Xiao Gu now.
She always felt there was some distance between herself and that child.
And all of it was because of the man before her—the man she both loved and hated.
"Hehehe, then have another one! It's not like your man can't afford to raise one."
As he spoke, Xiao Long caressed Xiao Xun'er's tender, supple skin.
Xiao Xun'er's figure was already devilishly perfect, with almost no room left for improvement.
Xiao Long was very satisfied with that.
It was not merely heaven's handiwork; it also reflected his own efforts.
In his later years, he had devoted himself wholeheartedly to cultivation and had not plowed the fields much.
"Hmph, even if I give birth to one, you'll just send it away."
Xiao Xun'er pursed her lips and spoke with considerable dissatisfaction.
Xiao Long only had two descendants now: Xiao Gu, and Xiao Wan, Medusa's daughter.
Yet Xiao Wan had never been sent away to gain experience.
Although she knew it was because Xiao Wan was a girl.
She still had some objections.
After all, she herself had been sent