Quickly wear, what should I do if the vicious cannon fodder is too stupid

But he still had to bite the bullet and play dumb.

"Since you don't remember anything, I'll hand you over to the police station. They will help you find your family and friends."

Meng Jinsong told Feng He in a calm tone.

Feng He's heart skipped a beat, but he didn't show it on his face. He immediately pretended to be pitiful: "But when I opened my eyes, the first person I saw was you. Aren't you my family? I don't want to go to the police station."

The expression on Meng Jinsong's face was obviously dazed and weird.

He looked at Feng He. Was this guy really stupid or just pretending to be stupid?

She could actually say such nonsensical things. Could it be that she had some purpose and came to approach him on purpose?

"This is not up to you. I have never met you before. I am not your family or friend. You are responsible for going to the police station."

Meng Jinsong refused to listen and gave a firm answer.

Feng He was anxious. As expected, this first step was difficult.

Meng Jinsong is not at all a beauty trap.

"But what should I do if I'm hungry?" Feng He began to mutter to himself to change the subject. If the topic was boring, he would change to another one. His main point was to keep pestering her.

Meng Jinsong: "...what did you just say?"

Feng He's eyes were wandering, and she raised her pretty little face to look at Meng Jinsong seriously. In her heart, she secretly called on the system to use the beauty trap skill to give him electric shock.

The system was stunned for a moment, and said silently in its heart: You don't need to use the discharge skill, your eyes seem to be discharging discharge.

[Ding! Use the Discharge skill, -50 points.]

Feng He felt a pain in her flesh and looked at the person in front of her more seriously.

Feng He didn’t know if it was because of the skill, but he noticed that Meng Jinsong’s eyes were dazed for a moment.

It should be effective.

Feng He pressed the corners of her mouth.

His voice was clear and pleasant: "I seem to be a little hungry, let's go eat first, and then talk after dinner."

As if by some strange coincidence, Meng Jinsong nodded.

Feng He stretched out his hand, meaning for Meng Jinsong to take him back.

Meng Jinsong held Feng He's hand without feeling anything wrong, and the soft touch made him react suddenly.

Afterwards, Meng Jinsong's expression changed for a few moments, and finally turned as dark as the bottom of a pot. He looked at Feng He meaningfully.

Before Feng He could react, her hand was shaken away.

His hand was slammed against the wood of the deck, nails and fingers making weight contact with the armored squad.

The pain made his heart skip a beat, and the feeling was no less than when his nails suddenly hit an iron pillar.

Feng He hissed and immediately checked his left hand.

Sure enough, the nails and knuckles were all red.

I don’t know if it’s because the original owner had never suffered and had never been hit when swimming in the sea, but he seems to be particularly sensitive.

This level of pain is already very painful for ordinary humans, and he was so excited that tears came out.

A person was alone, covering his fingers and wanting to put them in his mouth and lick them.

My eyes are also brewing emotions, it's about to rain.

A thin layer of mist has accumulated at the corners of the eyes.

Meng Jinsong felt a sudden pang in his heart. Feng He was still sitting on the ground, so he slowly squatted down.

"You...I'm sorry, I wasn't paying attention just now."

Feng He glanced at him emotionally, but ignored him and continued to indulge in her own sadness.

Meng Jinsong: “…”

At this time, Fenghe had finally finished brewing.

Two round tears fell from the corners of the eyes...

"pat-"

The sudden sound interrupted the tranquility of the moment.

However, before the sound stopped, another one came - the sound of something hard hitting the deck.

Huh? What was that sound? Feng He looked towards the source of the sound with tearful eyes.

Then he saw white and pink pearls jumping around on the deck.

Feng He even forgot to cry, and muttered in surprise: "Huh? How strange, why are there suddenly so many pearls on the deck?"

Looking at Feng He's silly look, the system wished it could just run into a wall and die.

Meng Jinsong concealed the surprise in his eyes and looked at Feng He meaningfully.

He clearly saw the tears of the person in front of him turn into pearls...

Are there such strange things in the world?

He couldn't help but wander in his thoughts, recalling the fairy tales he had heard when he was a child - only the mermaids living in the deep sea could turn their tears into pearls...

The person in front of him was fished out of the lake by him...

Is it possible to say...

"Wow, there are so many pearls. If I pick them up, I'm sure I can get a lot of money, right?"

Feng He exclaimed, stopped crying, and began to concentrate on picking up pearls.

[Hey, I mean... don't you think the appearance of the pearl is a little clever? It almost appeared at the same time as your tears...]

Feng He froze while picking up the pearls. What? You mean...

[That’s right, mermaids’ tears will turn into pearls, and these pearls are your tears, and you just shed tears in front of Meng Jinsong!]

Feng He was so scared that she rolled her eyes and almost threw away the pearls she had picked up.

He asked nervously in his mind, "Isn't he already suspected that I'm a mermaid and wants to send me for experiments?"

[It doesn't matter if you grit your teeth and deny it, besides, you have two legs now.]

Feng He thought this was the only way.

So he pretended that he knew nothing and continued to pick up the pearls as if nothing had happened. After picking them up, he held them in his palms and then raised his head and said to Meng Jinsong: "It's okay, I know you didn't mean it."

Meng Jinsong curled his lips and said in a calm tone: "Can you explain why your tears turned into pearls?"

Feng He: “…” Why is he so direct?

His eyes wandered left and right, and he said, "I don't know, maybe he has some strange disease, or maybe he has been blessed by the God of Wealth."

Meng Jinsong: “…”

Well, it seems this guy won't admit anything.

"Let's go, I'll take you to eat. Didn't you say you were hungry?"

Meng Jinsong stopped asking questions and instead turned the topic to the point that Feng He was most interested in.

Sure enough, Feng He's eyes lit up and she immediately nodded in agreement.

"Okay, okay."

This time he didn't dare to give his hand to Meng Jinsong again, and he got up obediently by himself.

Feng He was not wearing shoes, and her white feet stepped on the dry deck, leaving a pair of wet footprints.

Meng Jinsong glanced at Feng He's walking posture and thought to himself: It's getting more and more weird. Her walking posture is like a child who is just learning to walk, very cautious.

Feng He had no time to care what Meng Jinsong was thinking. He was very surprised that his walking was not as painful as walking on the edge of a knife as described in fairy tales.

The system's electronic voice sneered and said mockingly: "What are you thinking about? You don't really think of yourself as a princess of the sea, do you?"

Feng He: “…”

He restrained his expression awkwardly and walked side by side with Meng Jinsong.

They were now sitting in a boat in the middle of the lake. The lake was so large that they had to take a boat back to land to eat.

Meng Jinsong told the captain in the cab to drive back.