He didn't speak, but his hand on her shoulder was slightly loosened, his fingertips curled up, as if he was afraid of hurting her.
Tang Rou thought he was too uncomfortable.
In order to prevent his skin from drying out, she raised her hand to turn on the shower and filled the bathtub with a shallow layer of water.
"Not too much," she explained, "otherwise the ointment you just applied will be washed away."
The mermaid lay on top of her, let out a muffled "hmm", and gently rubbed his forehead on her neck.
The translucent fins spread out in the water, like cicada-like wings.
Tang Rou turned off the faucet and touched the fish's tail. Maybe it was an illusion, but the mermaid's body temperature increased a little.
There was an unusual touch of... pink under the pale skin?
Tang Rouduo looked at it.
He didn't speak. His hair, as soft as seaweed, was wetted with warm water and fell on Tang Rou's arm. The touch felt familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had felt it before.
His expression couldn't be seen clearly, only the pointed translucent ear fins showed through, and his hanging eyelashes were a little damp.
Like an elf.
"You are so beautiful." She praised sincerely.
The mermaid suddenly looked back, her eyes a little cold.
But her eyes were full of praise, without any condescension.
During the years he was captured by humans, he had heard too many compliments on his appearance, and every compliment was accompanied by greedy eyes and painful torture, leading him to think that beautiful, pretty, and a series of complimentary words were...
Symbol of evil.
I didn't expect her eyes to be so clean.
It seems...with a hint of fondness?
The mermaid hurriedly looked away. Although there was no heartbeat, she felt that her blood was flowing faster.
After a while, he asked softly, "Do you like pretty ones?"
"Of course I do." She said to herself, not noticing that the pale skin under her hands turned redder. "No one doesn't like beautiful things, right? It's the same with people, and even more so with mermaids."
she likes……?
Tang Rou had no idea what kind of shock her words left in the merman's heart.
The gaze from behind lingered on her facial features, eyebrows, small nose, and soft lips.
Like a big cat preparing to attack its prey while hunting, staring at every inch of her skin.
The mermaid held Tang Rou's arm and wondered, why is it so slender?
It feels as if the slightest force will break her and damage her.
Do the creatures surrounding her also covet her in this way? Are they just as eager to take advantage of this weak creature as she is?
It's really annoying, the feeling of being someone's prey.
He put it back against her neck, pretending to be in unbearable pain.
In fact, the translucent fins on the waist were slightly opened due to excitement, like two huge and magnificent butterfly wings, and the translucent ripples rippled in the water, like his restless blood.
"It'll be fine soon." Tang Rou said gently and found gauze.
As she gradually softened and moved in a soothing manner, the mermaid narrowed her eyes.
That hand seemed to have cast a spell on him, completely controlling all his senses at the moment.
"Rou...can I call you like this?"
Although her appearance was as cold as frost, her voice was tainted with a hint of lust, and the sound of the last note was like a cello string that made a slight sound, causing Tang Rou to hide away unconsciously.
"Rou, thank you."
He was so close that Tang Rou could even feel his warm breath.
"You're welcome." Tang Rou hid, "Sit tight."
"Sorry." He didn't move, but pressed closer, "It hurts too much, I can't move."
Tang Rou was very embarrassed.
She tore off strips of gauze, pressed the corners, and covered the bright red scars with her fingers touching the edges through the white gauze.
The body behind her trembled, and suddenly stretched out his hand, slowly pressed on the back of her hand, and guided her to gently comfort the injured fish tail.
"What about you?"
The mermaid panted briefly next to her ear and said in a low voice, "It hurts too much."
It turned out to be very painful.
Tang Rou said understandingly, "It's almost over, can you be patient a little longer?"
Her response was a humid "hmm".
He still covered the back of her hand until Tang Rou peeled him off.
Fish tails are really sensitive.
The feeling of not being in control is particularly unfamiliar.
The mermaid was a little distracted and opened her eyes slightly.
With the idea of quick victory, Tang Rou wrapped circles around the injured area. As if the mermaid couldn't bear the stimulation of pain, she slipped off her body and reached out in vain to grab the edge of the bathtub. Her slender fingers were sore from the exertion.
Bai, he took off his strength several times and finally loosened it.
He started calling her name.
Screaming softly, shouting wetly, shouting mixed with emotion.
He shouted hoarsely and swallowed it down his throat.
Finally it turned into a moan.
His pale arms slid down the snow-white porcelain pieces and hung outside the bathtub. His whole body fell weakly into the pool, leaving only his beautifully contoured chest rising and falling, breathing rhythmically.
Like a dying white swan.
He bit his lip unconsciously, using the pain to resist the unfamiliar feeling, biting the beautiful thin lip till it turned red and almost bleeding.
Think of it as all predators do, eating their prey.
But he couldn't, he could only torture himself.
The mermaid's blood began to smell fragrant again.
Tang Rou felt that her brain was a little dizzy, like someone paralyzed by alcohol.
It seems to be getting more and more fragrant.
It always feels very sweet.
It wasn't until she carefully cleaned up all the hideous scars that Tang Rou realized something was wrong with the mermaid.
He tilted his head and leaned against the edge of the bathtub. His slightly drooped head looked like a narcissus that had lost its vitality. A slender and beautiful neck was folded down. Warm blood was flowing under his skin, and his muscles were beating slightly.
Wet hair stuck to her face, and her expression was blurry.
Tang Rou didn't understand and kept asking, "What's wrong?"
"Does it hurt you?"
"Is the gauze tied too tight?"
Her worry was so obvious that he had to look back.
"I'm fine."
When he opened his mouth, he realized that his voice was terribly hoarse.
Tang Rou winked at him.
The mermaid at this moment looks a little... different.
The corners of the eyes and brows have a sense of tiredness and beauty, a withered and withered thin red appears under the pale skin, slightly out of focus, the thin lips move unconsciously, and the whole person exudes a gorgeous rose color.
Like... experienced a ravage. ravage.
There is another sultry laziness.
Tang Rou felt a little guilty, she knew that she was starting to think wrong again.
It's always been like this lately, I can't help it, it's not okay.
It just hurts too much! As an independent woman in the new era, she cannot let pornographic waste confuse her brain.
She hates herself.
"It's ready." Tang Rou pressed his chin, looked at his bitten lip and said, "Let go of it."
The mermaid's consciousness returned, and she opened her mouth obediently, and an indescribable breathing sound escaped from her throat.
But before Tang Rou pulled her hand away, she bit her finger and gently rubbed it with her teeth.
Tang Rou suddenly got goosebumps.
The next second, someone caught me off guard and grabbed my wrist and pulled me down.