"The affairs of the leader of the Yuan family, Yuyao does not know."
She carried a plate of freshly cut meat strips back to the second floor, and the little guys jumped right over.
With fierce and terrifying teeth, it madly devours the live meat in the plate.
The little black snake was the most tyrannical, its tiny tail encircling the edge of the plate. Its dark vertical pupils were filled with malevolence, and it hissed 'ssssss' while flicking its tongue, not allowing its siblings to approach.
It would whip anyone who came close with its tail.
Scared, other little snakes retreated in fear.
Yuyao's lips twitched at the thought. This domineering aura was truly reminiscent of Mo Jue, even in terms of the original form, which was black.
She picked up the little black snake without any hesitation, scolding, "You're not to be so tyrannical; you should share with your siblings, you know?"
The little black snake looked up at its mother, seemingly understanding, nodded its small head, and neatly retracted its tail that was wrapped around the plate.
No longer prevents siblings from approaching.
The other little snakes saw that the little black snake had withdrawn its tail and surged forward to eat the meat, looking quite ferocious.
Looking at these little ones, Yuyao couldn't tell which one of them would be born first besides Mo Qing today.
She designated the little black snake as the second one, followed by the others in order as the third, fourth, and so on.
It took no more time than the effort to dry some peanuts; it was almost simultaneous for them to break their shells.
Today, a total of eight little ones had their shells broken, plus the first one, Mo Qing, making it a total of nine.
But only the little white snake was a female, while the others were all males.
With that ratio, no wonder female beings are valued in the animal world.
There are still 21 snake eggs that have not yet broken shells, she took a glance at them, feeling that it should be within the next few days.
She glanced at the scattered eggshells on the ground and cast a spell to clean up the mess. It was left by the little ones that hatched today.
Stepping out of the children's room, she saw that the little ones had stopped eating, their bellies round and full, starting to yawn drowsily with softness in their eyes.
She smiled gently, and put them all on the small bed to sleep.
She covered them with small blankets, and then went out.
Mo Jue returned in the evening, bringing back a lot of game with him.
Before Mo Jue had a chance to butcher the game, he heard Lu Xiu say that the tribal leader was looking for him.
Although he didn't know exactly what it was about, he still went over.
As for the game he had hunted, he would just toss it to the tribal warriors to handle, and then give them a portion of the meat later.
Inside the tribal leader's wooden hut.
Mo Jue had just stepped in when the tribal leader noticed him. The tribal leader pointed to the chair next to him and said, "Sit down. I have something to discuss with you."
Mo Jue glanced at the tribal leader and nodded slightly, then casually pulled his robe aside and sat down.
But he didn't open his mouth to speak, he just waited for the tribal leader to speak.
After a moment of hesitation, the tribal leader finally said, "Today, the leader of the Weasel Tribe came over. I don't need to tell you what his intention is. That old man wants your female to go back. But I sent him away, but I think he won't give up easily."
Mo Jue's expression instantly cooled, his emerald eyes reflecting a chill. He smirked sarcastically, "Not give up easily? If he dares to do anything, I won't hesitate to personally go to the Weasel Tribe and rip him apart."
"Hehe..."
The tribal leader looked at him and laughed out loud, "With your strength, you have the right to say that."
He had heard that Mo Jue, not long ago, went to the Snow Wolf Tribe with Nan Ze and killed Yin Sen, and it was said that he even skinned the wolf, dying a terrible death.
That old man's strength is comparable to Yin Sen's. Both of them are at the sixth stage, and naturally, they are no match for Mo Jue.
"But, we should still be careful and vigilant."
The tribal leader said again.
They wouldn't be afraid if they came in the open.
The worry is that the old man might be plotting some scheme from behind, and they would be unaware of it, which would then become a problem.
Mo Jue also thought of this. Lately, he had often gone out hunting, and naturally, he couldn't attend to Yuyao's safety as well.
If the other party were to secretly abduct Yuyao when he's not around...
He didn't dare to think further.
Mo Jue's gaze shifted to the tribal leader, his voice cold as he said, "I'll send a few warriors to protect her, and also dispatch some to spy on the Weasel Tribe to prevent them from plotting anything!"
"Sound good!"
The tribal leader nodded slightly. For now, this is the only way.
Mo Jue pulled up his robe slightly and got up to leave.
As soon as he returned, he heard that eight little ones had hatched today, and he naturally couldn't help feeling delighted.
He walked over to take a quick glance, seeing that the little ones were all sleeping, so he quietly withdrew.
In the evening, after eating dinner, the two lay in bed discussing names for the little ones.
Today, eight little ones hatched, so we need eight names.
For Yu Yao, who is bad at naming, it's really a headache.
"Mo Hei, Mo Bai, Mo Huang..."
Without waiting for Yu Yao to continue, Mo Jue's face turned dark, and his mouth twitched uncontrollably.
Indeed, he was naming them according to color, and he could already imagine the expression of disbelief on their faces once they grew up.
"Never mind, let me name them!"
Mo Jue lowered his head and looked at the woman in his arms, with a helpless expression.
Although he was not good at naming, it shouldn't be as... fresh and extraordinary as this.
"You should have said that earlier! I wouldn't have bothered with this issue!"
Naming the children is also very brain-aching, and it's better to think of so many at once.
Yuyao's head snuggled into his arms, finding a comfortable position to lean on, yawned, and closed her eyes.
She was obviously tired.
Mo Jue held her, leaning lazily against the bedpost, with his mind filled with thoughts of what to name them.
"Mo Zheng Rong, Mo Shuang Lin, Mo Liushang, Mo Qing Xian... How about this?"
These were names he had brainstormed with great effort, thinking he would receive praise.
He didn't expect her to respond for so long.
Mo Jue subconsciously looked down at her and found that she had fallen asleep without him realizing it.
Her rosy lips were slightly parted, exhaling in a fragrant breath that carried a heart-stirring temptation.
His eyes darkened, and he wanted to kiss her, but he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to control himself.
She had given birth only two months ago, and her body was still recovering.
Thinking about the snake eggs next door that had not hatched yet, he was about to leave.
Yuyao's eyelids fluttered, reaching out to pull him directly onto her body, "Sleep with me."
Mo Jue: "..."
He felt that the little fire he had just calmed down was now shooting straight to his forehead.
Before he could think more, a pair of soft and delicate hands touched his waist, moving towards the restricted area.
"Mo Jue, the leader of the Weasel Tribe, Lu Shan, came today, and I didn't see him."
Her voice was slightly hoarse, with a hint of nasal tones from exhaustion.
"Mhm, I know, the tribal leader has already found me. It was right not to see him!"
"Lu Shan, that human is extremely greedy and has a very small mind. If he doesn't achieve his goal, he won't easily give up. We need to be careful and vigilant."
"Um, I have it under control, and I've already made arrangements. Don't worry, Yuyao."
Mo Jue didn't mention the fact that he had made arrangements for warrior beasts to protect her secretly, mainly because he was afraid she wouldn't agree to it.
"Are the names of the children ready?"
She suddenly changed the subject.
Mo Jue was about to tell her that he had already thought of the names, but suddenly, his life force was being held.
Mo Jue: "..."
"Your names will definitely be better than mine. There's no need to talk about it tonight; just tell me tomorrow!"
"Your body..."
"Don't worry..."
Mo Jue's eyes flickered, and he leaped back with a sudden surge of passion, leaving a scattered mess of clothes by the bed.
Inside the room, a symphony of sensuality and beauty soon rose, with an endless expanse of spring scenery and a profusion of love.
The birds outside blushed with shame, flapping their wings and flying away.
...
It's not known how long it has been since the movement stopped.
Yuyao settled limply into his arms, "Mo Jue, you should go incubate the eggs!"
That's exactly what she meant by it.
Mo Jue buried his face deeply in her hair, gazing at her with some greed, and hummed softly.
Thinking about the need to incubate the eggs, he unwillingly sipped on her face, and then went to the room next door.
