Is this a mermaid?

Werther was thinking about the future education of the children, while Mingo happily fed the three children in turn on the bed.

Seeing the children waiting to be fed under his hands, Mingo felt extremely happy in his heart.

The door of the room was opened, and a golden flash rushed over, it was a foodie.

"Father." The foodie stared at Mingo tearfully.

"Foodie." Ever since the foodie was developed with the special function of poo, the masters enshrined in the royal family used all kinds of metals to lure the foodie away. This time too, the group of masters did not know where they got it A batch of rare metals, like a big bad wolf, hung the metals in front of the foodies and lured them away.

I haven’t seen Choi Ho these few days, not to mention, Mingo really misses this little guy a bit. When Choi Hoo is around, he can help him take care of the baby, roll over and show his belly, and wag his tail and rub his face vigorously. When the babies are willing or inadvertent, the foodie can also read their thoughts.

It's just a universal cute thing.

The foodie's big blue eyes are full of tears. It really regrets the past. It has been tortured so many times by the old lunatic over there. Every time they use metal to lure it, it will go over again—— — This is a disaster!

The foodie complained indignantly about what those people did to him—for the sake of the purity of gold, he couldn’t eat anything other than metal; he did various tests to estimate his ability value, and to judge what metal was right for him. How effective is it? Even if it likes to eat a certain metal, the group of people will mercilessly remove this metal from its diet after it loses its effect. Three days, only three days have passed, It has lost four of its favorite metals.

Devil, simply devil!

The foodie cursed in Mingo's heart.

Mingo is quite sympathetic, he can understand this feeling, when he was pregnant before, when Werther forced him to eat a nutrition package and could not eat vegetables, he had this strong feeling, being forced to lose his favorite food or something, for For foodies who take the pursuit of delicious food as their life goal, it is simply too cruel.

Mingo looked at the foodie with sad eyes, and carefully hugged it into his arms: "Baby, you are sorry, and Dad can't help it—that group of people is serving your meals recently, where can Dad get you metal? "

No.

The foodie howled in grief, the heartbroken voice almost made those who heard it cry.

The three babies covered their ears in unison. Anyone who wants to hear the voice of the foodie can hear it.

In order to express its strong dissatisfaction, Chihuo opened the public - everyone in the room can hear his voice, and Chihuo's voice is not an ordinary voice, don't say you cover your ears, you just saw your ears , You will still hear the howling of foodies.

It's so unfair.

Xiaoer, who is also pursuing food, very much accused the foodie of occupying his father to prevent him from feeding them, and then used the skill magic sound to torture his ears to listen to their behavior.

Think again that I want to establish an alliance with the foodie and increase my force value, but the foodie doesn't care about his flattering behavior at all-I know how to eat, I know how to eat, and I deserve to be punished. metal without him!

Xiaoer complained in his heart, never thinking that he was also like this—isn’t it common for foodies to only have food in their eyes?

Even Mingo, when answering Werther's question - who would Mingo go with if he met him and Uncle Mu at the same time, he answered without hesitation, "It must be Uncle Mu! Who wants to be with you? People who eat nutrition packages every day, go away! It’s a real pain!" Then, Mingo was dragged into the bedroom by Werther without hesitation, and he came out rubbing his waist at noon the next day.

The foodie groaned for a long time, but got nothing but Mingo's comforting kneading, and could only look back at Werther pitifully: "Father"

"It's useless to look at me." Werther said to his strict father with a straight face, "You must learn to choose the food that is good for you. The capacity of your stomach is only so big. How much do you want to eat. As an older brother, you must give your three younger brothers Do you know how to set a good example?"

The foodie threw himself into Mingo's arms aggrieved, big tears rolled down from the foodie's big eyes, and the little hoof waved wildly to wipe away his tears. Father, he was simply too cruel!

Seeing the foodie like this, the remaining three children felt a bit sad about the death of a rabbit and a fox, and their small chests that had finally stabilized began to rise and fall again, this time becoming a perfect quartet of chords.

Werther, made all their children cry at once.

"What are you doing!" Mingo scowled, "How old is a foodie? A child who is not even two years old—calculated by the age of the Golden Swallowing Beast, the foodie may not be as old as the boss and the others. Are the requirements so strict? What's more, there are many foodies There's nothing wrong with eating something—you've seen a gold swallowing beast that was stuffed to death."

"What if the boss and the others learn from foodie, they don't have the skill of foodie."

"Don't my children know if they are full?"

Witt pointed to Xiao Er: "Has this little guy done too much of this kind of thing? He's already fed up, and he's still stuffing stuff into his stomach."

Thinking of the scene where Xiao Er vomited after eating, Mingo's aura suddenly became unsatisfactory.

"We can feed the foodies behind our backs." Mingo said weakly.

The eldest, the second, and the third: Dad, we are still next to each other, we can really understand this sentence—is it really okay to say this sentence in front of us?

Regarding this proposal, the foodie happily moved his front paws, agreed, agreed with both hands and feet, and the foodie lay in Mingo's arms, showing four flailing paws to Witt, and one quickly writhing in circles small round tail.

How it approves of this decision!

It's a pity that it's useless to be cute in front of Werther.

He justly rejected Mingo's proposal for a simple reason: "Children cannot be pampered."

All four children were on the verge of vomiting blood, if they could.

"Let's rest for a while, call me if you need something." Witt saw that Mingo's mood improved obviously, and there were so many troubles, how could Mingo have time to grieve?

After kissing Mingo on the face, Werther went out to deal with the unfinished business yesterday and today's matters.

Inside the room, Mingo and his four children looked at each other.

"Dad, I want to eat metal." The foodie's voice was very sad.

Xiao Er struggled to grab the empty spoon in Mingo's hand, and touched his belly, indicating that Mingo was not full yet.

As for the boss and the junior, in the fight for seats in Mingo's arms, the boss accidentally pressed the tail of the junior, the third endured, and when Werther had left and closed the door, a small fireball flew towards the boss past.

The boss shows no sign of weakness, ability?Who wouldn't.

The wind blades flew towards each other.

The space in Mingo's arms was so small that the foodie lay innocently on his gun, and the fireball and wind blade flew on him.

Although it doesn't hurt, it feels really bad to be attacked!

The foodie bared its sharp teeth dangerously at the boss and mistress.

It is a gold-swallowing beast, do you understand the gold-swallowing beast?

A thousand of you are not enough to swallow it in one gulp, do you really understand?

The foodie let out a low growl, I was tortured by those lunatics, and I was in a very bad mood. Two little children who shared my father's doting actually attacked it - swallowed you all in one bite!

snort!The boss snorted from his nostrils.

Who is afraid of you!

The boss flew up unsteadily, cast a condescending glance at the foodie, and after throwing a wind blade over, he flung around the room in a way that didn't suit him at all.

*!You thought you were the only one who could fly!

The foodies followed by the sky—it’s scary to have no common sense, what’s so great about the wind power, it’s a gold-eating beast that can roam freely in the universe, Xiao Mian, I’m not afraid I won’t be able to catch you!

The foodie roared and flew in the air, and the boss flew around in a panic - almost hitting the top of the closet, if Mingo hadn't sent out a water balloon in time to separate him from the closet.

Xiaosan was cheering and cheering below, looking rejoicing, not at all like telling the boss to run, more like telling the foodie to catch the boss quickly.

As for Xiao Er, he moved the spoon, trying to feed himself, but in fact he made breakfast all over the bed.

Werther had only been away for 5 minutes, and Mingo felt that a year had passed. Three children played in one play, and the four of them would simply turn the world upside down.

Come back soon, Werther, I can hardly bear it alone.

At the moment when Mingo was dazzled, the foodie caught the boss.

Yes, it caught the boss. When the boss finally realized that the safest place was Dad's arms and rushed over, just a second before he was about to reach his destination, he was hooked by the foodie clothes.

When he turned around and saw the hairy and golden face of the foodie full of sinister expressions, the boss was so scared that he peed in fright. He had a sense of immediacy that he was dead.

Seeing the desperate look on his rival's face, Xiaosan was elated, a burst of cheers erupted from his mouth and he waved his fists high.

At this time, Xiao Er has nothing to do with himself, and with his superhuman intelligence, he has discovered that his weak and weak arms cannot use such high-end things as spoons, so he came up with an excellent The way is to bury his face in it directly, and he quickly carried out his plan.

The foodie hooked the boss away from Mingo little by little with his claws, the third girl flicked her tail happily, and the second girl ate food all over her face and head.

Mingo felt like his head was going to explode.

"Food, be good, give my brother to Dad." Mingo opened his hands towards the food.

The foodie estimated the distance here, and a sinister smile appeared on the beast's face. It let go of its claws, and the boss, who hadn't reacted at all, fell straight down at an acceleration of ten meters per second.

Before the boss even had time to feel what the fear was, a second before falling into Mingo's arms, the foodie rushed down to catch the boss, and fell into Mingo's arms one step ahead of the boss.

Seeing this scene, Xiao San tilted her head regretfully.

Mingo fished out Xiao Er who was buried in the bowl, summoned the water polo to spin rapidly in the air, and after rubbing to generate heat, he took off Xiao Er's clothes and stuffed it into the warm water polo to wash.

In the 10th minute after Werther left, Mingo lost a pale blond hair.