After dressing up as the evil girl in the second game, I opened my eyes and found myself in the Shur

She didn't expect him to understand. She would use her actions to tell the merman how much she had sacrificed for him.

The dance party was still playing and there was no one in the corridor, so she quietly returned to her second-class room.

After pouring a large vat of cold fresh water into the white porcelain bathtub in the bathroom, Sierra took off all the skirts that were attached to her body, took a deep breath and stepped into the cold water with her bare feet.

The biting cold water was like a steel needle poking her legs. She sat in the water little by little, and no matter how uncontrollably her body trembled, she did not interrupt the self-abuse behavior.

In order to avoid the vampire in Rose Hill, it was a good strategy to avoid social interaction when sick. If the mermaid could understand that she was also sick because of him, it would kill two birds with one stone.

After soaking until her body was about to lose consciousness and her head began to feel dizzy, Sera slowly stood up with shaking legs. The oval mirror directly in front of her could clearly reflect the girl's fair and plump body.

A perfect evil stepsister, with big breasts and a perky ass, all the advantages of a coquettish bitch.

Her white lips raised bitterly, and she knew clearly in her heart that if she used it well, this would be an important weapon for her to save her life.

Facing the seemingly ferocious mermaid with little IQ, Sera had a more elaborate plan.

Betty felt very embarrassed about her behavior of running away in the middle of the party. When she knocked on the door of Sierra's room, she was surprised to find that her face was as pale as a ghost.

"What did you do last night?" Betty saw that she was holding on to the door to barely stand up, so she kindly walked in and helped her up, then touched her hot skin and said, "You have a fever!"

"Ahem." Sierra coughed twice, "I'm about to go to the waiter to call the doctor. Please help me."

After all, she was the daughter of Earl Lizzie. Betty quickly called the doctor.

"It's a common cold. The fever is not serious. You need to stay in bed and pay attention to a light diet." The doctor took out a jar of balsam and a few citrus and put them on the table. "This will make you feel better."

"Then I will miss a lot of interesting dances in the past two days." Sierra said regretfully, "I can't infect others."

Betty stood by the bed and looked at her rather boredly, "So where did you go in a hurry last night?"

"I went to see the Duke of Rosehill. I ruined the appointment and wanted to apologize to him in person." Sera lied casually, since she wouldn't need to see him in the next few days anyway.

Betty sneered, turned around and left, "It's fine if you don't want to tell me the truth. We're not a family we know very well."

The doctor who was organizing the medicine box next to him was also preparing to leave.

Sierra just stopped him, "I need some sutures and some anti-inflammatories."

"What do you want it for?" The doctor frowned.

"Don't worry about it." She took out the valuable necklace that was not stored under the pillow and threw it to him. "Don't tell anyone, this is what I gave to you."

The doctor was at a loss as he held a gemstone necklace that could replace a whole house. "Just to change a few catguts and anti-inflammatory drugs? If a critically ill passenger needs surgery, I can definitely help."

"Do you really want it?" Sierra was impatient.

Half an hour later, she had a light breakfast brought by the waiter, put on a black long-sleeved velvet skirt, and went out with a few packed pastries and medical supplies.

She paused as she passed the library, went in and selected a fairy tale book.

The content happens to be "Mermaid".

It would also be a good idea to teach the mermaid a few words before Anna Xi does.

The crew at the handle outside the cargo hold had already said hello when the accident happened last night. They checked to make sure there was no one around, opened the door and let Sera in.

Sera didn't swallow any of the cold medicine and antipyretic medicine the doctor ordered her to take. After walking such a long way, when she went in with her things in her arms, her steps were even more staggering than when she was outside, and her posture showed weakness and exhaustion.

"Ahem."

She coughed, and the mermaid, who was soaking in the barrel with his head down, looked up. His sharp and fierce eyes slowly softened when he saw her. He was close to the edge of the barrel, his chest pressed against the board and he stared at her closely.

"How are you today?" Sierra put down her things in the cargo box next to her and turned to look at him.

The mermaid was stunned for a moment and nodded.

He seemed to understand what she meant.

In the dim cargo hold with only electric lights, Sierra walked to the barrel and observed him condescendingly.

Those seaweed-like hair floated in the water like liquid bright mercury, and the face hidden under the hair was completely exposed in front of her when she raised her head.

The mermaid who had restrained her temper had a pair of irresistibly charming eyes and a handsome face. His eyes were like lake water immersed in endless tranquility, and the shimmering water was the most erotic and alluring thing she had ever seen.

Sera lost her mind for a moment, staring at each other with him.

No human being can resist his temptation.

She slowly raised her hand, fingertips removed a strand of hair stuck to the mermaid's cheek, and pressed her palm against his cold cheek.

"You are so beautiful." She praised sincerely, without any trace of desire.

The mermaid's eyes flickered, her tail that was sitting on the bottom of the water swung, and her upper body surfaced until her height was level with hers.

Sera's eyes also moved down to his strong chest and his jade-white skin. Her hands unconsciously slid down his face, caressing her neck and finally stopping on his chest.

The skin under his palm was trembling regularly, which was where his heart was.

The warmth ignited by the wandering little hands made the fisherman's body stiffen. He lowered his eyes, and his ears hidden under his hair were slightly red.

Sierra didn't think there was anything wrong with taking advantage of her. She naturally retracted her hand and commented: "You are so cool."

The mermaid looked at her rosy and soft cheeks, and made a low purring sound in her throat.

He wants to talk.

Sera hesitated for a moment and took off the tape on his mouth.

The mermaid's complete and exquisite appearance was displayed in front of her. His bright red head and head licked his dry lips, and he made intermittent sounds in his mouth, "Loside."

Sierra was stunned for a moment, and it wasn't until he repeated it to her again that she realized that he was greeting her.

"Your name? Rocide?" she asked softly.

"Locide." He repeated quickly and accurately, and his hands that were bound into rice dumplings pointed at his chest.

"Locide."

Sierra was sure that he was introducing himself. A smile appeared on her red face, and she pointed to her chest, "Sierra, my name is Sierra."

The mermaid nodded, seeming to understand.

Sierra brought over the prepared catgut and needle. She pointed to the wound on his abdomen, made a closing motion with her hand, and shook the needle and thread in her hand.

"I'm going to sew it up for you."

The mermaid sat next to the barrel, with her entire belly exposed in front of her.

His self-healing ability is good, and today's wound is much better than yesterday's bad situation.

Sierra bent over and simply sterilized him, placed her palms against the edge of the wound, and carefully sutured him with catgut.