Tang Rou's entire body was trapped in his arms, and the cold dark green tentacles wrapped around her body again and again, imprisoning her, and her movements were gentle.
"Rou, Rourou, don't resist me."
The young man whispered very softly into Tang Rou's ear, his low-voltage magnetic voice mixed with an inaudible plea.
But Tang Rou was trying hard to refuse, so she didn't notice it.
She only felt that Alphinaud once again used his strength to suppress her, making her more and more anxious.
"release!"
Even his usually gentle voice became colder and said with a hint of sullenness, "Alfino, let go of me!"
The strength of human hands and feet is nothing compared to powerful alien creatures.
But it made him feel pain in his soul.
Alphinaud couldn't help but wonder, had she ever rejected the mermaid like this? Had she ever rejected the hug of the sea rabbit like this?
Or... is it just him?
He was stubbornly unwilling to let go, and fell into a daze as she struggled more and more violently, as if there was a hole in his chest and a surging cold wind was pouring in.
Until, she said——
"If you do this again, I won't forgive you."
Snap.
There were traces of moisture falling on my shoulders.
Tang Rou paused and raised her head in shock. As soon as her eyes touched those wet emerald eyes, she was covered and pushed into her arms.
"do not look."
The voice coming from above the head was trembling.
"Can not look."
Pleading with embarrassment and embarrassment.
Tang Rou stopped moving, the hand on his shoulder froze, and a turmoil surged in her heart.
"Why not?"
After a long time, he said extremely hoarsely, "It's ugly."
Every word carries deep grievance and sadness.
Tang Rou was stunned.
She never thought that one day she would see Alphinaud's tears.
Because in front of Tang Rou, he was always submissive and seemed innocent and heartless. Even in the first two years, he was silent because he couldn't speak.
Compared with the coquettish sea rabbit, it is more like a gentle and quiet background.
But now, Tang Rou saw his tears.
My heart felt like it had been soaked in water, taken out, and thrown on the asphalt road that was hot under the sun in midsummer. It felt wrinkled and painful.
"Alfino...why do you think so?"
Tang Rou's hand hung in the air and then lowered, and finally patted his back gently, comforting her in a soft and distressed voice.
"You're not ugly, you're beautiful, really."
Every inch of his facial features is so exquisite and perfect that it seems to have been carefully carved by the hand of God, and his pale and flawless skin is like the most expensive suet-fat jade.
Why would he feel that he is not good-looking?
Soon, a hoarse and sad voice gave the answer, "I don't look good, so Rou doesn't like me."
"The tentacles don't look good either."
He seemed to want to show her the most embarrassing and embarrassing side of his heart. The more he spoke, the more aggrieved he became, with a strong nasal sound in every word, "Rou, I only like them."
Like a poor large dog that is severely injured and needs to be comforted by its owner.
"Why do you think so? Alphinaud, I like you very much."
"No, Rou likes them more."
He half-closed his eyelashes and was so painful that he couldn't breathe.
Jealousy, uncontrollable envy.
"I feel it, I get it."
Every time.
She turned around for the sake of the mermaid and the sea rabbit, and couldn't see him who had been watching her back.
What Alphinaud did most in his life was to watch her back as she left the office, with eyes open, waiting day after day in the silver-white metal laboratory.
Wait until she comes in the morning, then open the water tank and stick your head out, greeting her with eyes full of love.
Like a large dog left at home by its owner, it is wagging its tail and begging for mercy while hoping to be noticed by her, talk to her, and be touched by her.
"Rou, I can't speak, and I don't really understand."
His love has no rules.
"I want Rou to like me more."
He always showed his loving and happy side in front of her, so she didn't seem to know that he would also be lonely.
"I want Roudo to look at me."
You will also feel pain.
"I want to always be gentle and never separate."
I will also want his only, burning, young and pure love to be responded to.
"But Rou said she would ignore me."
The shoulders are getting wet.
Like bursting a water bag.
The young man hung his head in embarrassment and said to himself, "No, no, I won't be able to survive."
Alphinaud's every word was spoken very softly, like a very sharp but not big knife, cutting into Tang Rou's heart time and time again.
She raised her hand and hugged the invitation gently, feeling his uneasiness and trembling in her arms, and her heart felt so sore.
"I just said angry words, I won't let you go."
Tang Rou regretted the accusations she just blurted out. She always thought she was calm, but she still said irrational words in her anxiety.
Angry words can also be hurtful.
The last thing people should do impulsively is say angry words to the people closest to them.
She touched Alphinaud's cold earlobe hidden under his hair, rubbed it gently, touched his face, and said warmly, "Let me see you, Alphinaud."
He didn't answer.
Tang Rou slowly withdrew a little, placed her palm on his cheek, and lifted it up slightly.
Sitting on the soft tentacles surrounded by the young man, she was actually a little taller than him, lowering her eyes to carefully observe his expression.
The young man had an enchantingly handsome face, which looked as if he had been caught in the rain and was covered with traces of moisture.
"Rou, I really like Rourou very much."
"Ke Rou is angry. Is it my liking that makes Rou hate me?"
His tears were silent, and the ends of his eyes were blue with accelerated blood flow as he stared at her.
Like a beautiful sculpture that has been thrown into cracks by a careless owner, it is about to shatter.
"Don't cry."
Tang Rou wiped away the tears at the end of his eyes, the tip of her nose was sore, "I will never say angry words to you again, Alphinaud, believe me, you are very important, and I will never abandon you."
She regretted the words she had said personally and wished she could turn back time.
Tang Rou held Alphinaud's face and apologized softly, "I'm sorry for making you sad. Can you forgive me?"
He almost drowned in this tenderness.
He felt the owner carefully wrap his arms around his shoulders, hold him into a thin embrace, gently caress his shoulder blades, and whisper to comfort him.
"Don't cry, don't cry."
The soft hand caressed his spine and hugged his body.
The arms belonging to human women could barely hold his broad shoulders.
In fact, Alphinaud had already forgiven Tang Rou when she said he was good-looking.
He also wanted to stay angry longer, but he couldn't.
He clung to her arms with great attachment, as if his bones had been taken away, and all his sore emotions were like punctured balloons, disappearing without a trace under her comfort.
Alphinaud stayed quietly for a while, raised his slightly drooped eyelashes, and whispered,
"Then, can you please call me Nono."
"..."
Tang Rou suppressed her shame and shouted softly, "Nono."
His eyes were turning blue quickly, he buried his head in her neck and whispered, "Shout again."
"...Nono."
"More."
"Nono."
Those tears made her obey his requests.
So, he asked for more.
"Still want to hear it."
"Nono."
"Yeah." He lowered his eyelashes to cover up the rich and sticky love, and said dullly, "Can you please shout a few more times, I like it."
After overcoming the initial shame, it seemed to be nothing.
Tang Rou gently patted his broad and thin back like a child, and repeated softly, "Nono, Nono..."
She was held gently by the owner, with her face pressed against the soft and warm skin. Her dark green eyes were filled with love and obsession. Like a terminally ill drug addict, she sniffed her scent cautiously and insatiably.
Alphinaud thought aggrieved and happily.
It turns out that this is how you pretend to be pitiful.
He was really sad just now.
I am really happy now, unparalleled happiness.
It is best to just embrace the owner like this, go through a long time, be weathered by the years, and turn into amber that will never be separated.