Prince and I in Desert Island

"Patriarch, don't forget what you promised me." Amo suddenly said shyly.    

"Amo, what did I promise you?" I couldn't remember what I promised Amo, so I asked in confusion.    

"Patriarch, you are really forgetful. Have you forgotten what you promised me on the boat the other day?" He was a shy man, and those who didn't know him would think he was involved with me.    

"What day?" I asked, puzzled.    

"The day the ladies pull your ears!" Amo said loudly.    

I almost fainted when I heard Amo's words. I looked around carefully and saw that it was only the few of us who breathed a sigh of relief.    

"Ah Mo and the others pull my ears every day. I don't know which day you're talking about." I said helplessly.    

"Oh, that's right, the ladies really do pull on your ears every day," Amo said, rubbing his hair embarrassedly.    

"The day when they were pulling your ears and I helped you out, when we passed the defense line," Amo said after thinking for a moment.    

"I remember, but I still don't know what I promised you." I said to Amo embarrassedly.    

"Master, tell me …" "You said the manor is suitable to introduce me …" Amo said hesitantly.    

"Introduce what?" I looked doubtfully at Mo.    

"That's right …" "It's the patriarch who agreed to introduce me to a suitable girl." Ah Mo lowered his head and shyly said like a woman.    

"Oh, I remember now. As a man, you have to take my word for it. Don't worry about what I promised you, Amor," I said, patting my chest.    

"My lord, thank you so much. Even if I am to become a horse, I will repay you for your kindness." Amo said emotionally.    

"No need to thank me, I should have done what I did. Don't worry," I said to Amo.    

"Patriarch, how long will it take?" Ah Mo asked with a look of anticipation.    

"I can't give you a fixed time like this, I'll introduce you to the right ones, don't be impatient, the melon is not sweet, and the hot tofu is not edible." I said to Amo, and I really sympathized with him, because his single dog disease was getting worse and worse, and I had been sick before, so we shared the same fate.    

"Brother …" "Shouldn't we call you Chief?" Tyrant White Marten stammered.    

"What's wrong brother?" What's the matter? " I asked, looking at Tyrant Mink.    

"I also want you to introduce me to someone," Tyrant White Marten bluntly said.    

This is treating me as a matchmaker, right? I am the head of the Miller family, not a matchmaker. If I were in the country, I would have registered a number for every single brother in the century.    

"Good brother, what type do you want?" I said to the tyrant, the white marten.    

"Bro, I don't know what type of person I like. I just feel that I need a woman to control me, so when I do something wrong, I will be taught a lesson ruthlessly …" "When you're sad, coax me. When you're tired, talk to me about it …" Tyrant White Marten spoke with his mouth wide open.    

"Alright, brother, I'll introduce you whenever I meet a suitable one. Don't worry," I said sympathetically as I looked at Tyrant White Marten. My brother, why are you so cheap? You're a masochist.    

But maybe everyone's feeling happy is different, just like when I was being pulled by my wives. Other people might think I'm pitiful, but I feel really happy.