Is this a mermaid?

Yake appeared in front of everyone in a posture of being ashamed and thrown into the black hole of the universe, and when the mermaids behind Mingo noticed Yake.

Mingo is happy, in this world, the idol of men is Carter, and the idol of mermaids is Yake.

Mermaids are not as shy as the men. At the beginning, they were a little reluctant to let go. After all, they were facing a legendary idol. However, when they discovered that the idol was actually very talkative and even a little cute.

Yake, he was treated worse than Mingo before.

"Quack quack." Looking at Yake who was submerged in the mermaid shoal, Mingo smiled like a duck while supporting his waist.

"Father?" Little San tilted his head in Werther's arms.

There was no gap between the three children, the third child moved, and the eldest and the second child looked at Mingo one by one with their necks tilted like dominoes.

Werther also looked at Mingo, who was stared at by four pairs of eyes, and stopped his arrogant laughter.

"I'm just so happy to see someone worse than me." Mingo suppressed his laugh, narrowing his blue eyes into a rippling moon bay.

The three children straightened their heads, and Xiao Er, who was caught in the middle, had a slap-sized face full of seriousness.

He shook his head at Mingo: "Father, such behavior is very bad. Grandpa said we can't gloat."

The boss and the junior also shook their heads in unison and said, "Not good, not good."

Mingo snorted and said, "Come on, Xiao Er. If you see that Xiao San has more presents than yours, would you be happy?"

Xiao Er pursed her mouth: "Not happy."

"Then what if you see that the boss's gift is even less than yours?"

Xiao Er's mouth became even more deflated, he was not happy!Why was Dad so happy when he said that the boss had less gifts than him!

And the most unhappy one is the boss: "Dad! Why is my gift the least!"

Mingo shrugged at the children: "Dad is just making an analogy."

The boss's mouth was so pouty that he could hang a bottle of oil: "Why is it that the third party has the most gifts!"

Xiao Er didn't worry about his mood any more, he finally found the crux of the problem: "Dad, why is Xiao San getting the most gifts?" If he was the one with the most gifts, he wouldn't be unhappy before!

Xiao San screamed: "Why can't it be me. Xiao San is cuter than you all, and Xiao San has the most gifts!"

The boss was furious, and waved his fat hand at Xiao San through Xiao Er's head: "The biggest one is the cutest, and I am the cutest."

The dull hair on the head was flattened and pressed down by the boss, Xiao San stared at the boss with wide eyes, and waved his hands together at the boss.

The two just punched and kicked each other through Xiao Er.

Xiao Er endured and endured, avoiding and avoiding.

But the space is really limited, he really can't avoid it.

Finally, Xiao Er broke out!

"You hit Xiao Er." Xiao Er puffed up his face angrily, "Why do you hit me? It's none of my business! If you want to say that you are cute, I also say that Xiao Er is cute - don't we all grow up?" Do they look the same!"

The two babies looked at Xiao Er who was innocently lying on the gun in the middle, and then looked at each other coldly.

#Obviously looks the same, but the boss is not as cute as the mistress! #

#Although I am lucky to look the same as me, but the boss is the best-looking, I am genuine!Xiaosan is an annoying bootleg! #

The two turned their heads in opposite directions at the same time, out of sight and out of mind!

Xiao Er, who was pointed at the back of the head by his elder brother and younger brother at the same time, lay innocent again.

"I hate you!" Xiao Er flicked his tail left and right angrily, making the boss and Xiao San's tails slap.

The eldest and the third turned around, lowered their heads to see their own tails swaying involuntarily in the air, and laughed 'giggling'. They both wagged their tails at the tail of the second at the same time.

"It hurts." Being hit by two tails, Xiao Er screamed, "Don't hit your tail like this, it hurts my tail!"

"Then how?" Xiao San turned to look at Xiao Er, and the boss also said, "Listen to you."

"Hmph." The second child groaned and said nothing for a long time, until the third child and the boss hit him several times before he opened his mouth wide open.

"Now." Xiao Er said from his nostrils, "Swing to the left together."

As soon as Xiaoer finished speaking, Xiaosan and the boss swayed, and Xiaoer, who was too patronizing to speak before she had time to move her tail, got hit again.

"I said 'one, two, three'!" Xiao Er said angrily.

The other two nodded.

"One two three, swing to the right!"

Xiao Er's tail and Xiao San's tail hit each other with a 'snap'.

"Why are you swinging to the right?" Xiaosan accused.

Xiao Er vomited blood: "I was talking about swinging to the right!"

The boss's tail returned under the action of inertia, and slapped the little two's tail all at once.

Xiao Er glared at him.

The boss patted his head: "You suddenly changed direction, I didn't react."

"When I was talking just now, why didn't you control your tail!" Xiao Er said angrily.

The boss replied blankly: "Oh, I just went to recall what you said before, it seems to be really swinging to the right."

Xiao Er was like an inflated balloon: "Okay, this time I will call one two three, let's swing to the left together."

really not easy.

This time the three babies finally swung neatly like a pendulum.

Mingo, who originally thought that he would be wrestled by the three children about the previous problem, watched for a while, and they deviated from the theme and started playing together.

but.

Mingo shook his head fiercely, why did he feel a little dizzy after looking at the three wagging tails for a while?

Not only did Mingo faint, but the three babies wagging their tails also fainted—who told them to stare at their own tails while wagging their tails, and then fell asleep.

The range of wagging tails of the babies gradually decreased, and the three babies nodded their heads neatly together, lowering their heads lower and lower, and finally fell on the arms of Werther who was holding them, and fell asleep.

This fell asleep.

Mingo sighed, watching everyone crowded around Yake and Carter, but no one paid attention to them.

"Why don't we sneak back and put the babies on the bed first?" Mingo whispered to Werther, "I should be tired after playing for so long today."

Werther looked at the time and nodded.

The two quietly slipped to the door.

Yake, who had been staring helplessly at the gate, suddenly shouted: "Mingo, you actually want to run away first! Don't talk about loyalty!"

Everyone turned their heads to look at the two people beside the door.

Mingo turned his head, pointed to the sleeping baby in Werther's arms, and said in a low voice, "Let's go back and put the baby to sleep on the bed, and we'll be back later."

"Are you sure?" Seeing the babies, Yake let go, but still looked at Mingo suspiciously, not believing that this guy would come back after running away.

Mingo nodded.

"Okay." Yake nodded in agreement.

Everyone turned around and wrapped up Yake again, what to do, what to do.

If you want to sign, you need to sign, if you want to take a picture, you can touch it.

Although Mingo and His Royal Highness Werther left first.

But that's not the little mermaid sleeping.

They believe that the two will definitely come back.

If they didn't come back and everyone showed a tacit smile, they would have a reason to ask the royal family to hold a party again!

Walking out of the gate, Mingo took a deep breath of the fresh air in the garden, stretched his body, and said: "Finally came out, if only I could not go back."

"Not going back." Werther looked at him, "Do you still want to hold a second banquet?"

Mingo quickly shook his head.

He looked around: "By the way, where did the foodies go? They ran away by themselves when the banquet started, and now I don't know where to go to play."

The old God Werther said on the ground: "At this time, I'm either eating and drinking at Uncle Mu's place, or going back to sleep."

"No!" A voice came from beside him.

The foodie trotted out of the flowers on the side of the road, shaking the petals and leaves on the golden fur while running.

Ming Gewan picked up the foodie, took a look at the foodie's little hoof, and asked, "I just fell asleep in the flower bed."

The foodie shook his ears guiltyly: "I didn't. I was catching butterflies just now, but it disappeared in the end."

"Hehe." Mingo laughed, I don't believe it, what kind of butterfly can run from the hand of the gold swallowing beast, is it a fighting butterfly among butterflies?

"Next time I'm going to sleep and go back to sleep." Mingo ordered some food, "Hiding everywhere, Dad can't find you."

The foodie nodded obediently.

He raised his head and looked at Mingo with wide blue eyes: "By the way, Dad, my people said they want to come and see me."

Werther turned his head quickly in response: "Again?"

Yes, at the end of the last war, the group of gold swallowing beasts who participated in the war used the excuse to come and see the place where foodies usually live, and then ate and drank in the palace.

This is a cup.

Perhaps they had really intended to come and see and then left.

But

The gold-swallowing beasts are huge, and if they maintain that state, they don't have to think about entering the palace. One of them can turn the palace into ruins.

So they all get smaller.

In fact, the prototype of the gold swallowing beast will not change after birth, but after adulthood, the gold swallowing beasts prefer to maintain their maximum state. The universe is so big, and they are not afraid of being crowded.

When I saw the food for the first time, they didn't find any problems. After all, they were too big at that time, and everything was the size of ants. But once they returned to their prototypes, the problem appeared.

But the Golden Swallowing Beast, who seems to be the biological parent of the foodie, looked at the foodie in shock: "What did you eat?"

Yes, I don't know, I'm startled.

Why, everyone's prototypes are the same size, why are the foodies twice as big?Or, twice as round?

The foodie Dead Fish looked at a bunch of petite gold swallowing beasts in front of him.

"Why are you..." a gold-swallowing beast mulled over the words, "so strong?"

The mood of foodies is sluggish.

"I just eat according to my usual appetite." The foodie said in a low voice.

The gold swallowing beast said with emotion: "This is the first time I know that our prototype will grow up. Come on, let's go and see what high-end things you usually eat."

Then, when Uncle Mu put all kinds of delicacies on the table.

The gold-swallowing beasts who claimed to only come to the palace to have a look could not move anymore.

They talked without disturbing each other, and sat firmly on the chairs that matched the dining table.

When dinner was served, Uncle Mu didn't realize what happened. He didn't have a vacation recently and stayed in the palace—Da Le was pregnant.

Uncle Mu thought that he would take more vacation time and go out with Da Le for a while after the egg was born, and come back when the baby broke its shell.

When the dishes on the five-meter-long table were swept away, Uncle Mu entered the kitchen with a smile and made a second table.

When he was swept away for the second time, Uncle Mu entered with a smile again, but this time the corners of his mouth turned up a little less.

When 10 minutes later, the table was empty for the third time.Uncle Mu came into the kitchen with a wooden face.

This time he learned how to behave. Each dish is made directly in a two-meter cauldron, and one plate counts as twenty.

Uncle Mu thought he could rest after finishing this time.

He even prepared to leave with the soup pot he had prepared for Dale.

Then a group of gold devourers stared at him together at a table full of clean dishes.

They even shamelessly want to eat the soup pot in Uncle Mu's hand!

The question is how can such a little thing fit between their teeth.

That day, all the members of the royal family sat with them. They watched the gold swallowing beasts eat like a storm, and saw Uncle Mu's face sinking like water, and he was about to skip work.

That day, I ate lunch until the evening, and finally ended with all the ingredients in the palace empty.

The gold swallowing beasts reluctantly left. When they said that they were not full, everyone felt a tremor in their hearts; when they said that they would come again, everyone's legs or tails were limp. up.

Just kidding, come back!

Mingo and Werther really didn't expect that the nightmare would come so soon—they thought that for the gold swallowing beast, a race that has no concept of time and sleeps for a hundred years, it should be a long, long time before their next arrival.

But it's only one year now!

Long wool!

Mingo flipped the table—the group of gold-eating beasts came to steal my food again, do they know that after they left last time, Uncle Mu took this as an excuse to take a week off!Soul light!