Abstinence Admiral Don't Bite, the Softer Mermaid Top Thug

Chapter 42 Little Fish, So Soft

Due to the mermaid's phototaxis, Jing Weimian has high requirements for indoor light intensity and color.

The light should not be too high, but also not too low.

Therefore, the lamps on the dome of the entire villa simulate the lighting environment that is most suitable for the mermaid ecology.

Even the glass curtain wall of the bedroom exudes a low-saturation blue color temperature like water ripples, flowing and gradually changing with time. The faint cold blue mist is like the rippling moonlight on the sea, falling and spreading on the entire soft and large bed.

And at this moment.

The mermaid stood by the bed, almost entangling her tall and long-legged prey with her slender and powerful tail.

Jing Weimian straddled the human's waist, pressing his pointed webbed fingers against the back of his neck, forcing him to look up and meet her gaze.

The slightly curled pink hair was dripping with undried moisture, and it dripped along the contours of the man's face. The drooping hair ends seemed to brush against the throbbing blue veins under his neck.

Jing Weimian pressed the back of his neck, his fingertips exerting undiminished strength, almost digging into his flesh.

Slowly raising his eyes, which were filled with cold moisture, he asked in a low voice, "How are your studies going, huh?"

The fool was obviously pinched and hurt. His muscles were tensed and he struggled to understand what Jing Weiman said. It seemed that he finally remembered something. His Adam's apple moved, but he did not answer. He just slowly raised his neck, opened his thin lips very carefully, and gently touched the mermaid's thin, soft and cool ear fins.

That wasn't even a kiss.

The fool touched it so lightly, reverently and cherishingly, as if he were treating some fragile treasure.

Jing Weiman didn't react at all, but after the fool touched himself, his body turned red from his ears to his neck. It was so exaggerated that his heart was beating violently and his breathing became disordered and heavy.

Looking at his expression, as if he had done something extremely outrageous.

Jing Weimian couldn't help laughing.

The webbed fingers that had been pinching the back of his neck slowly curved into a sharp arc. The moist, thin membrane between the webs adhered to the human skin and slowly moved to the front of his neck. The breath brushed against the side of his face. "After all this time, you've learned this?"

The fool seemed to realize that she was making fun of him, his face flushed, and he mumbled something incoherently from his clenched throat.

"what?"

"Small, fish."

The fool stared at her slightly twitching ear fins with burning eyes. She had just been kissed by him, and the residual warmth from his lips easily ironed out a light pink on her ear fins.

He paused, then repeated with certainty, "Little fish, so soft."

"..."

Jing Weimian didn't expect that he could only utter such a sentence after hesitating for such a long time. She immediately strangled him fiercely with her cold long tail, locked his waist and abdomen, and said coldly.

"Who are you calling a little fish?" Seeing that he was struggling to breathe, he loosened the tail a little, looked down at him and snorted coldly, "I'm counting on you, a fool, to come to my senses. I might as well be on my own."

Without waiting for the fool to react, Jing Weiman immediately pulled out the belt of his bathrobe, tied up his two troublesome hands and pulled them directly to the head of the bed, and without saying a word, rubbed his strong and solid chest with his webbed hands.

……

A rose-gold sunbeam slowly rose from the sea at the end of the cliff, casting its shadow onto the villa's dome lighting system, which automatically simulated and modulated a suitable natural color temperature. The light seemed to be crushed and danced onto the bed. A pair of slender white feet half-exposed from the quilt, wrapped in the warm and cool light. They basked in the light for a while before reluctantly pushing off the quilt, opening their eyes and sitting up.

There was still a trace of mist on Jing Weimian's eyebrows and eyes. He narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced casually at the floor beside the bed.

Last night, after she had relieved herself, she kicked the idiot off the bed and threw a quilt at him.

At this time, the quilt had been meticulously folded and placed next to her bed, neatly at the foot of the bed. It was clean and there was no sign of mess at all.

Jing Weimian raised his eyebrows, picked up the thin silver chain on the bedside table, and wrapped it around his wrist with swift movements. The cold silver chain buckle accidentally rubbed against his wrist, causing a slight pain.

Jing Weimian paused slightly, lowered his head, and discovered that the faintly visible scales on his wrist bones were a bit abruptly red.

Then I suddenly remembered that it seemed that I was kissed too much by some fool...

Last night, that idiot had a special liking for the scales on her body for some reason. When he saw the scales emerging from the muscles and bones of her wrist, he arched his face over the scales on her wrist, sniffing and rubbing them with his hot breath, just like a big cat smelling fish bones. Finally, he bit the thin scales on her wrist and sucked them closely.

Finally, she held his chin and pushed his face away. He murmured in his throat as if he was still unsatisfied, "Little Fish is cute."

Oh, I remembered it.

It was because of hearing these words that Jing Weimian got so angry that he threw the fool off the bed.

Out of sight, out of mind. Jing Weimian put away the annoying scales on his wrist bones, put on the bracelet, got out of bed, washed and changed his clothes. As soon as he came out of the bedroom, he smelled the aroma of cooked food wafting from the first floor.

She leaned on the stair railing, looking down at the busy figures in the open kitchen downstairs.

In fact, there are bionic robots in the villa responsible for maintaining and taking care of her daily life. If Jing Weimian really wants to eat food cooked by humans, these bionic robots will naturally start the relevant programs to prepare food for her according to her needs.

What's more, she is a mermaid, and her eating habits are not as delicate and complicated as humans. She is more accustomed to swallowing the captured prey in one bite.

But…this fool seemed to be treating her like a delicate human who couldn’t even take care of herself.

Jing Weimian looked at it leisurely for a while, and finally went downstairs slowly.

This fool.

Although he could not remember anything, not even his own name, he had not forgotten the skills of taking care of others.

The fool had just prepared a table full of food. When he saw her coming down, his breathing became heavier for no reason. Although he was much taller than her, he lowered his head in front of her and reminded her: "Eat."

Jing Weimian paused for a moment, then sat down and took a few perfunctory bites of the food.

The food cooked by the fool was quite delicious, but she felt it was a bit troublesome to eat like this. Besides, she was not very hungry, so she ate it hastily and put down her bowl and chopsticks after a while.

As a result, the fool who had been watching her eat the whole time immediately frowned when he saw this, stopped Jing Weiman who was about to get up from the table, and said seriously.

"Little fish, not enough to fill you up."

Jing Weimian's eyebrows twitched, unable to bear it any longer, "That's enough, if you keep bothering me, get out."

As if he understood that she wanted to drive him away, the fool was stunned for a moment, quickly retracted his hand, and took several steps back without saying a word, as if he didn't dare to do it again.

(End of this chapter)