Seeing that she hadn't peeled the whole shrimp, Mo Zhu stuffed it directly into her mouth, then twisted her mouth, and finally spit out a string of shrimp skin, and immediately looked at her with disgust.

"It's not poisonous, this one is quite delicious." Mu Jiuxi clips the prawns to the ink bottle.

"Peel!" Mo Zhu didn't have a good air, "Did you give the master such a dish?" Let this king peel the shrimp skin himself? ”

"Your hand is crippled? Can't you peel it? If you can't use your hands, you can still use your mouth, who is used to your stinky problem! Mu Jiuxi was careless, and let himself go again.

"Mu Jiuxi!" The ink bottle almost slapped the table, "You're a slave!" ”

"Yes, yes, the slave is wrong, I peel it, can't I peel it?" Mu Jiuxi immediately sat down again and began to peel the prawns.

I thought about greeting the eighteenth generation of the ancestors of the ink bottle, but for the sake of the strange Wenlou, she endured it again!

Mo Zhu looked at her rude shrimp peeling technique and had spicy eyes, thinking that he could still eat it if he peeled it out like this?

"Give!" Mu Jiuxi peeled out a shrimp and put it in an ink bottle bowl.

The ink bottle immediately caught her bowl in disgust and said: "Peel it like this, this king won't eat it, you go back and study hard!" ”

"Why am I learning this, I can eat it, why are I so hypocritical?" Mu Jiuxi immediately flattened his mouth.

"You also want to marry in the future, will you just wait for your husband?" Mo Zhu thought to himself that such a rude woman, who would want her in the future.

"Waiting for the husband? Are you stupid? Am I like a woman who will wait for her husband? I tell you, my future husband will serve me in turn, or I wouldn't want to.

If you think about it, I have money, tolerance and martial arts, why should I go to serve men, what am I inferior to men? Why should I be cheap?

Ink bottle, you think this way is dangerous, you know? Don't look down on women, beware of capsizing in the gutter! ”

After Mu Jiuxi finished speaking, she directly stuffed the shrimp into her mouth, and the umami made her show a satisfied expression.

It was as if the person who ate and the person who spoke were not the same person.

Mo Zhu was silent by what she said.

It sounds very rebellious and apotheasy, but how does it seem to be a little right?

If a woman is so capable, rich, powerful, good-looking and talented, she doesn't need to rely on men at all, why should she wait for men?

"No, women always have to have children, and they will be passed on to the next generation." Mo Bottle thought of this, women need men.

Mu Jiuxi gave him a big roll of his eyes and said: "If you want me to give birth to a man and pass on the lineage, then this man has to be kind to me, maybe I am willing to give birth, otherwise he can find another woman to give birth, anyway, it won't be me." Ink Bottle, is it interesting for you to discuss this with me? Anyway, it is impossible for you and me in this life, you don't care if I will serve my husband in the future. ”

Mo Zhu was choked in one breath, and he couldn't go up or down, thinking that he had asked this woman to be a maid, just to make himself angry.

Her set of practices and ideas are more like a big man than her own man!

Suddenly, the sound of a night call outside.

"What's the matter?" Mo Bottle frowned.

"Master, the third princess asks to see you."

"Xiao Lingyue?" Mu Jiuxi showed a look of surprise, "What is she doing here?" ”

Mo Zhu immediately said in a deep voice: "How do I know, there should be something at this point, go and let her in." ”

An Ye immediately received the order, and Mu Jiuxi hurriedly stood up and said, "I'll hide and eavesdrop." ”

"What are you hiding!" Mo Zhu didn't have a good airway, and he felt like he had a weak heart.

"Maybe she wants to confide in you, I can't hinder her from playing." After Mu Jiuxi finished speaking, he shrugged his neck and ran away in disgust.