Is this a mermaid?

"I've been exposed," Mingo slapped cracklingly.

"Then we can only see the development of the situation." This time, the Yier code word is fast.

Mingo silently stared at his post, different from the previous ones, a few minutes passed, and there was still only Zhen Zhendi alone in the building, but the click-through rate went up like crazy.

Where Mingo couldn't see, the optical network was upside down.

"What, His Royal Highness Mingo appeared on the xx forum, and he is still using the optical brain of His Royal Highness Werther,"

"What, His Royal Highness Mingo has anthropophobia, and he doesn't want to see more crowds,"

'Oh my god, I've reached the imperial city so broken,'

All kinds of comments were flying all over the sky. Everyone silently clicked on Mingo's post, and then fell silent—I was so unwilling to leave the imperial city vs. I was so distressed to scare the mermaid. In my mind, the battle was going on.

Mingo also waited anxiously.

Say something!

Come in with a kind of point, and say a word with a kind of kindness!

Mingo is irritable, if he had known, he would not have used Werther's optical brain, this forum blocked him, there are so many places, why did he hang himself on this tree, and wait for Werther's optical brain Just drop the vest!

Finally, someone began to speak.

3l: Your Highness Mingo is afraid of crowds, I would like to hide and watch the live broadcast at home.

Mingo was taken aback for a moment, he thought he might be pointed at for disappointing everyone, but.

Mingo was a little moved.

4l:+1

5l:+2

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More and more people expressed in the post, and soon the post turned over more than 100 pages.

Mingo only saw one side continuously showing numbers, and the number of floors has increased to more than 1000.

The speed of turning pages is getting faster and faster, and the screen keeps jumping like flying.

Mingo looked at this scene and that, for some reason, the tension in his heart became weaker and weaker.

Actually, let’s get married. Anyway, it’s going to be rebroadcast. Anyway, that person will watch it. Yes, what’s the big deal.

He didn't even let others see the scene when others ran over so hard, isn't he too cruel?

Mingo really wanted to reply that the wedding would continue as planned, but with the screen swiping so fast, could everyone really see what he sent?

Mingo made another post.

Subject: I thought about it, let's go ahead with the wedding plan.

As the title.

Landlord: Mermaids have legs.

As soon as the post was posted, someone was building a building below, cheering Hallelujah, and someone was asking him not to force it.

Mingo smiled slightly and turned off the optical brain.

I threw myself on the bed and rolled, so happy!

Cover up!sleep!

Arrive at the imperial capital, take a speeding car and enter the palace along the specially marked route.

People stood densely on both sides of the road, but there was no crowding, no pushing and hitting. Everyone stood in an orderly manner, staring at the speeding car, their faces were full of excitement, but their mouths were tightly closed—they were afraid His own cheers frightened Mingo, His Highness was already overcoming their fear for them, and they also had to restrain themselves as much as possible.

The royal flying car could have flown into the palace from the sky, but in order to make the two Highnesses closer to people, a special road was planned to come out and fly along the ground.

The roof window of the speeding car opened, and Werther stood up and waved to the crowd on both sides. Mingo stood up after groaning for a long time.

Mingo's appearance almost pushed the atmosphere to a climax. Many people wanted to cheer loudly, but they held back and their faces turned red.

Werther's mouth moved, and he whispered to Mingo: "It seems that the post you posted has worked. In order to prevent my ears from hurting, I also specially used sound-proof earplugs."

"Do you still want to use this?" Mingo asked while imitating Werther and waving his hands around.

Witte's eyes moved slightly: "Think about it, with so many people cheering at the same time, how loud should the sound be?"

Mingo took a look, and all he could see were people.

In order to take into account that the people behind and further behind could not see, at this time, the small spaceship had already been used, and Mingo looked at the half-body image of himself that was beaten to a height of three meters and was slightly embarrassed.

But Werther is right, with so many people, if you cheer loudly, you won’t need earplugs to wait until your ears hurt!

"You said, if they all cheered, what would happen to their ears?" Mingo couldn't help asking.

Werther gambled with his mouth on a person who was facing them: "In order to prevent the ears of the onlookers from being injured, my father issued a temporary rule that people who do not have sound-proof earplugs these days cannot stay in the imperial city."

"Well, those who buy earplugs these days have made a lot of money."

Werther briefly calculated the current number of people in the imperial city in his mind, and nodded: "Indeed."

Even if the flying car is driven to the slowest speed, the road still has an end.

When entering the palace, Mingo slumped directly onto the sofa, waving is also a physical task!He was still lazy for a while, and I really don't know how Werther persisted the whole way.

"Mingo, my baby." Heller pushed Werther away and hugged him, "Forgive Dad, I didn't contact you. I shouldn't have let you go out, it's too dangerous outside!"

"Father." Mingo hugged Heller back slightly, "Didn't we come back safely, and, besides, we brought Yake and Emperor Carter back."

"Baby, you shouldn't do such a dangerous thing." Heller touched Mingo's face. If it wasn't for the lack of time, he really wanted to hug Mingo's head and cry for three days and three nights before going out. In a few days, I suffered so many crimes!

"Hehe." Mingo could only laugh a few times, then changed the subject and said, "Father, where are the babies? I want to hug them."

"Well, that's fine." Heller blinked at Mingo, "I think the babies must miss you too."

A big white egg that was protected several times was carried out.

Mingo carefully laid the eggs, and touched them through the protective shell: "They will be able to come out in a few days."

Heller nodded with a dreamy face, and directly squeezed Werther away who wanted to come and see his son: "That's right, three soft babies, I can't wait to see them, I prepared a lot of cute little clothes for them !"

"Dad." Werther couldn't help interrupting Heller, who seemed to be nagging for a long time, "Can you let me see my son first?"

Werther's articulation is very clear, especially on the word "I", which seriously emphasizes the true belonging of the babies.

Heller shrugged unwillingly and moved away, and Werther stepped forward, about to touch the big white egg.

"Chester, look at your son, he knows how to bully me all day long!"

Hearing Heller's complaining voice, Werther's mouth twitched, Dad, can you stop talking like I wasn't born by you, and, I just came back today, and you snatched my son - pushed me Two, who will bully whom until we die!

Mingo pursed his lips and snickered, stuffed the egg into Werther's arms, and said comfortingly, "Come on, give you a hug. As a father, you haven't had the chance to hug him many times."

Yes, Werther was a little depressed holding his own egg. He must move out of the palace, and he couldn’t let the tragedy of egg repeat itself on his sons—he absolutely didn’t want to wait for his sons to grow up, and he didn’t stay with them a few times. A chance to be together!

Regarding Heller's complaint, Chester could only pretend not to hear it.

Chester doesn't help him.

Heller rolled his eyes. As expected of a brain power user, he immediately had an idea.

Heller asked Mingo Howett's dress to be taken out, and said with a smile: "Tomorrow the wedding will officially start, let's try on the clothes today, if there is anything inappropriate, we can change it."

Mingo took the clothes.

Heller glared at Werther.

Werther is as immobile as a mountain: "I'll try on clothes when I have enough hugs." Do you think I don't know that once I go to try on clothes, Dad, you will hug my son and never let go?

Heller's face suddenly darkened.

"Dad, I know you like eggs very much. But Mingo and I hope to raise babies with our own hands. Dad, I suggest that you and father have another child." Werther said this very seriously, he has endured his father for a long time That's it - a group of mermaids surrounded his son, guarding him like a wolf, not letting him, his own father, get close!

There is absolutely no compromise on this matter - he and Mingo can't just have one egg, step back, step by step, he will lose his sovereignty over his son!

Heller looked at the egg in Werther's arms unwillingly: "Daddy will help you take care of the baby, but you are still not happy! After you get married, you will take over the empire. Do you think you can take good care of the baby when you are free? Daddy wants to go Repair your body, it can be repaired at any time, you think Dad can't give you a younger brother, if it wasn't for worrying that you can't take care of my grandson, I would have given you a younger brother!"

"That can't prevent me from touching my own children." Werther sighed.

Chester came over: "Your father is very excited because he hasn't seen our eggs for a long time. The main reason is that there is only one egg. Waiting for the grandson to hatch, three babies, are you still worried that you can't touch the baby?"

Werther looked at Chester and told him firmly with his eyes, father, I am very worried, isn't father this kind of mermaid?

Chester coughed lightly.Of course he also knew about this situation. After all, Heller has been in despair for more than 20 years, and he should be excited to be able to touch his blood-related egg again.

Werther didn't think about really separating his father from his son, mainly because he had to set aside a place for himself next to his son.

"Don't worry." Heller waved his hand, "From now on, after you finish handling your daily affairs, I will hand over your grandchildren to the two of you."

Werther ticked the corner of his mouth and let out a good 'huh'.

"Hmph!" Heller hummed softly, "I just want to see that you are not in a hurry!"

Mingo watched this scene, hid aside and sniggered, couldn't hold it back any longer, hugged his gown and walked away - he hid in the room and laughed.

"Look at your stingy look." Heller couldn't help but sarcastically said, "Little Mingo can't stand it anymore."

Werther disagreed: "I think Mingo can't stand his immature appearance."

He actually said he was naive!

Heller was furious and snatched the egg from Werther's hand: "Come on! The conditions are settled, let's try on your clothes!"

Werther raised his eyebrows. Although his son has been taken away now, the future of his son belongs to him.Without hesitating with Heller, Werther took the dress, turned around and entered the room where Mingo had entered.