"Sir Snake King is worried about the woman who refuses to leave in the harem?"
Mo Ming was speechless and could only nod his head.
What annoyance is he, what a headache!
Originally, the best solution to this matter was to pass the throne. As long as the throne was changed, anyone could take away the snake girls in the harem.
But the key point is that the last Snake Emperor only had three sons. The boss died, and the second child was in the south of the Yangtze River. The remaining third, as the Snake Emperor, could not be replaced.
I can’t go and say to Han Moyu: I want to marry your daughter. Go back and sit on the Snake Emperor and pave the way for us.
It is estimated that at that time, let alone the snake emperor, no one will do it, and the wife will fly.
Seeing Mo Ming's gloomy face, Mu Lin smiled gently: "The slave and maidservant are waiting for you here to help you solve this matter."
Mo Ming was puzzled: "Do you have a way?"
Mu Lin nodded, and then leaned forward to say a few words in Mo Ming's ear, which immediately made Mo Ming's pupils shrink.
"This... how can it be."
"The ancestral law stipulates that the harem cannot be abandoned, but there is no stipulation that it cannot be opportunistic?"
"That..." Mo Ming gritted his teeth: "You can talk about it."
Mu Lin smiled and said all the remaining thoughts to Mo Ming, and he was even more dilemma.
When Mo Ming and Mu Lin finished talking, night had fallen.
Mo Mingxin screamed that it was broken, and then quickly bid farewell to Mu Lin and went back to the inn.
Mu Lin gave a big gift: "The slave and maid had no chance to see the new post, and I hope you will live a peaceful life."
After kowtow, he left on his own.
At this time, Mo Ming hurried back to the inn in a good mood, because just a few words with Mu Lin, basically solved the problem of the remaining women in the harem.
Mu Lin is very smart, and the method she came up with is also very special... However, Mo Ming needs a little determination.
No, great determination.
He knows shrimp is worth it. But... He doesn't know whether he is worth it in the eyes of shrimps
Mo Ming thought about it all the way, when he passed downstairs, he saw a small shop selling Jiangnan cuisine, so he weighed some and took it back.
When I returned to the inn, I saw the depressed shrimp hiding in the quilt.
Xia Xia ignored him when he heard him entering the door, and seemed to be angry because he had been out for too long.
For so many years, it is common for the little ancestor to play his temper to make her little temper. As the snake king, Mo Ming naturally knows how to deal with his little snake girl, so his face is stern, and he whispers to her.
"Shrimp."
The villain with the quilt on the bed moved, but refused to come out.
So Mo Ming's voice became deeper: "Come out."
Calculated, shrimps are obedient for so many years, at least more than half of the blood is snakes, so natural obedience will eventually take the upper hand.
When he called for the second time, Xia Xia pulled the quilt off her head reluctantly, but still didn't want to talk to him.
Mo Ming put down his things and sat on the side of the bed, explaining to her in a good voice.
"Shrimp, I'm just going out for a while."
"..."
"I didn't say it when I left, maybe it will be a little later?"
"..."
"Hey, don't get angry... I never saw you so clingy when I was at home."
"When you are at home, you are the second uncle, of course it's different!" Xia Xia retorted confidently.
Mo Ming knew he was wrong, and the meaning of these words couldn't be simpler: Now that you are my husband, you naturally have to be by your side at all times.
Obviously it is a sentence of tantrum, but it is so sweet when translated.
"It won't be the next time." Mo Ming was still good-tempered. He sat next to him and took out some delicious things.
Shrimp reached out to pick it up, but he avoided it.
Yeah, this princess doesn't hate you anymore, do you dare to take away the food? !
Xia Xia didn't say this, but his staring eyes meant that.
Mo Ming seriously took out the Jiangnan delicacies he bought downstairs, opened those things the same, and put them on the table, seeming to have made up his mind before speaking.
"Shrimp."
"Yeah!" She looked at the Jiangnan side dishes that hadn't been seen for a long time on the table, and was extremely happy. When she heard Mo Ming's words, she naturally nodded her head again and again.
"Do you remember that I once said that if one day you choose me between food and me, I will reward you."
"Yeah! I remember!" Shrimp nodded, behaved as soon as he saw the food.
"Then, now I'll give you a choice." He pointed to the delicacy on the table: "Would you like to eat, or me?"
This question is very serious, but the foodie shrimp shrimp doesn't think this Er Bo, who has been himself for 15 years, is willing to leave him because of a meal.
"Of course I choose to eat."
She didn't take it seriously, and answered with a smile.
Mo Ming didn't stop, watching her eating happily, and didn't say anything.
"Second Uncle... Mo Ming, don't you want to eat it?" I'm not used to calling him by name yet, Xia Xia blushes shyly when he mentions this name.
"I have eaten it." He replied with a smile.
"Oh."
Sure enough, after eating the shrimps, Mo Ming didn't reply, but at night, he didn't hug the shrimps to sleep.
"Come on." The silly shrimp ball didn't know what was going on, went to bed and lay down, and then patted the place next to him: "Why don't you go to bed if you have enough food and drink?"
"You go to sleep."
"Huh?" Xia Xia understood for a while, but she was clever, thinking of her choice before dinner: "Don't tell me, because I ate a full meal, you are not going to sleep in my bed?"
Mo Ming did not answer, but confirmed that it was indeed what she thought.
Shrimp opened her mouth, wanted to say something, but didn't know what to say, and then asked in confusion: "You said, if I choose you, you will reward me, but I don't want to reward me. I just want to eat, so I eat. , But you didn't say that you are punished for not choosing?"
Mo Ming smiled from the bottom of his heart. It turned out that not sleeping together was a punishment for her.
In other words, it still cares.
But she said it was punishment, and that was punishment. He must know the result.
Maybe he is the only Snake Sovereign in the world who competes with food... It's ridiculous, but he is stubbornly trying to tell the winner.
Throughout the whole night, Shrimp tried every means, including sex, and he didn't go to bed to go to bed. Finally, the little ancestor got angry and went down to the ground, holding him sitting in a chair, and then riding on his lap to fall asleep. .
Mo Ming was naturally reluctant to push her away at this level of trouble, so she had to ride on a chair all night.
On the second day, this kind of situation happened again. Mo Ming insisted on not going to bed. Shrimp couldn't always sleep on the chair. Although it felt good to hold him, sitting and lying down were two different things. , There is no shortage.
And... I can’t sit down.
Since that last time, Xia Xia can't bear the weakness for a few days. Mo Ming is regarded as hurting others and didn't touch her. It's okay now, and itchy, thinking of those little people who are always happy to love his wife in books. She felt that Mo Ming seemed a bit too unfeeling.
But how do you say this? How did she know that the result of choosing a food is like this
Finally, she cried and wiped her tears to Mo Ming and yelled: "Second Uncle... Can I choose one more time? Oh..."
Mo Ming suddenly felt a little weird after not calling this title for a long time. He also said it was not good, just wanted to agree.
It is a terrible feeling that spreads into the bone marrow. I didn't feel it when my little niece became a wife, but now that it is recognized as a wife, and then becomes a little niece, there is a weird sense of friction, which makes people numb.
Shrimp, of course, has been accustomed to this name for many years. When crying, who can think of what to call it, of course it is easy to come by.
Mo Ming also knew that the time was about to come, so he took her to the famous seafood restaurant in Yujiang. He heard that it was very authentic, and the dishes were light and delicious, which made people linger.
When I first came, I planned to take her there the next day, but she never went out since that happened.
This is the first time I went out today, and I really came here, but the purpose was not to eat, but to hold back.
Mo Ming looked at the shrimp, hoping to have other choices this time.
Shrimp looked at the dazzling array of delicious food on the table, and felt that Mo Ming must be torturing himself.
Didn’t you choose Gangnam cuisine last time? Although those delicious prawns like to eat, they can always be rejected... Now, it turns out to be seafood!
Shrimp may be inherited from the daddy's habit. There is no dragon horns and claws, but they love to eat dragon foods. Fish, shrimps and crabs are all essential things on the daily table.
It's not her gluttony, but the desire in her bones, and her seafood-loving nature makes it hard to choose.
And Mo Ming also bet on this nature, if this can be won, then naturally he wants to do everything willingly.
Shrimp looked at the food, and hesitated for a long, long, long time, until the food was cold and the scent disappeared, and her mind became a little clearer.
Seeing one of the oversized prawns answered: "I choose..."