Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

But he seemed to have no intention of eating.

At least, for now, he didn't seem to be planning to eat her.

Even if it's just a small piece of meat.

He kept sniffing and licking. The hungry vicious dog didn't even touch a bite when it came across extremely delicious food.

Instead, he licked her hand until it was covered with saliva, which was sticky and slippery, like the mucus secreted by a snake, and a little too cold.

It's all his scent.

Rich and intense.

The person who had been squatting in front of him looked down at him quietly.

He rubbed her hand, and his cold, pale hand kept stroking her arm.

The water with a wet and salty smell stained her arms. He squinted his eyes slightly, like a sinister cat, intoxicated, as if he cherished her extremely.

She looked at him, gently, and stretched out her other hand.

Tentatively, he touched his head.

The mermaid boy who was addicted to the scent of her fingers suddenly paused.

Then, his blue eyes looked at her emotionlessly.

Determinedly, he grabbed her hand and slowly tightened it.

Like a proud cat, when a sensitive part is touched, the hair all over its body explodes.

Quietly, staring at her.

Her hands are very soft, with a light floral fragrance and lingering fragrance on her fingertips.

Gently, touch his moist and soft silver hair, and stroke it carefully.

This still means friendly to humans, but to piranhas, this is already a huge provocation.

The head is the most fragile and soft part of their body and cannot be touched easily.

When two male mermaids fight, the most vicious and defensive thing is the head.

It is almost the most sensitive and alert place.

But she touched it gently, causing his back that had been soaked in water to tense up for a moment.

Physiologically, his seemingly thin and transparent tail fin also stretched out in an instant, straightened, and turned into sharp blades.

The scales are upright, bursts of cold light, indicating that it is ready to attack.

The breath on his body suddenly became cold and dangerous, and his fingers tightened.

Breathing becomes heavier.

But the woman didn't seem to notice these abnormalities, and her soft hands were still gently touching the top of his head.

It seemed like she was trying to appease him.

His dark blue eyes stared at her, and his licking movements stopped.

Blood red lips, snow white cheeks.

He grabbed her hand and made no move.

No emotion shown, cold.

It seemed that he wanted to see what she wanted to do.

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She stepped on the piranha's minefield, but she still didn't know it.

The hand fell slowly, then turned to touch his face very gently.

The cold and soft touch is wonderful.

Very smooth and tender, like a frozen tofu.

Facing his gaze, she leaned down further.

When you get close to him, the fragrance of flowers on your body is rich, hundreds of times more fragrant than the fragrance on your hands.

She gently touched his face, pursed her lips, and said, "I'll take you home now."

Her voice was soft and whispery, as if she was afraid of scaring him.

The wet and cold mermaid did not respond, still staring at her calmly.

She has fine hair hanging down, gentle eyebrows, red lips and white teeth, and she looks very good.

It doesn't look like he's been on a battlefield at all.

On the contrary, he was like an ignorant child, too naive.

There is no sense of crisis.

He wanted to laugh a little, but inexplicably, he gave birth to an unknown fire.

It made him extremely angry, more angry than ever before.