The cannon fodder owner dressed as the King of the Merman [Transmigration Book]

The floating bridge suddenly felt weightless.

Different from the feeling of being isolated and abandoned in the past, it is not only a kind of depression and pain, but also a strong desire to reach out and grab it.

That stupid, selfish desire that only brings misery to others.

Having made so many mistakes, Shen Fuqiao thought he had learned to be smart long ago.

...So there isn't one?

But he can't control that much now.

Shen Fuqiao's thin lips were so white that he put his clothes on the floor, grabbed Ning Yu's arm and lifted him up. Surprisingly, Ning Yu didn't seem to have any discomfort, and his lake-blue eyes couldn't blink. blinked at him.

Shen Fuqiao's breath was choked halfway up his throat, he tried his best to restrain the strength in his hand, but Ning Yu's arm was still reddened by his pinching: "I called you, why didn't you respond?"

Ning Yu turned to the beginning, his fair and beautiful chin was completely exposed, and the sharp ears were shining with a crystal luster: "If I don't want to answer, I shouldn't, you care about me?"

"What are you arguing about?"

"I'm not messing around!"

"..."

Shen Fuqiao couldn't continue chatting with him, so he simply fixed him first, picked up the narrow-sleeved underwear on the ground and put it on him.

Ning Yu was angry, but he was very cooperative when he put on his clothes. He raised his arms and wanted to put them on Shen Fuqiao's shoulders, but Shen Fuqiao pushed them away involuntarily.

"...Don't move around." Shen Fuqiao lowered his eyes, was silent for a moment, and asked in a deep voice, "There are no extra obscene pants at home, can I wear mine first?"

"Humph."

Hearing his cold snort, Shen Fuqiao's messy mood inexplicably improved.

"Then wait for me." Shen Fuqiao wanted to let go, but inappropriately remembered the fairy tale that was too long ago, and asked quite redundantly, "Do...do your legs hurt?"

Ning Yudan's ears moved slightly, a dark light flashed in his blue eyes, then his thin lips parted slightly, and he whispered a word: "It hurts."

It turns out that it really hurts.

Shen Fuqiao couldn't tell what his heart felt at that moment, it seemed that there was a fine sourness, and the source was actually Ning Yu.

Incredible...absurd.

"Are you feeling bad for me?"

Shen Fuqiao was startled.

……how is this possible?

"I just knew——you don't feel sorry for me. I'm just a burden. You wish I could grow legs and go to the beach by myself, and then swim far away with my tail, so you wouldn't feel sorry for me!" Ning Yu said I was a little anxious, and I accidentally opened the end of my eyes, and they were choked red.

He coughed uncomfortably, and when he rushed forward again, the floating bridge did not push away.

"Brother...my leg hurts, and I can't get back." Ning Yu took a deep breath before crying, "Do you still want me?"

In fact, Ning Yue is not slender. He also won by absolute strength in his previous life, but now he is in Shen Fuqiao's arms, and he feels petite.

Shen Fuqiao was already tall, but because he had lost a lot of weight recently, he looked weak.

His appearance and IQ conditions were among the best in the circle around him since he was a child, but because of this, he was said by his neighbors to be the lone star of the gods who sucked the blood of the whole family and robbed the family of luck.

He heard these words so much that even he himself believed them to be true.He didn't even dare to ask his grandfather if he hated him for killing his son and daughter-in-law.

...

"Ning Yu, you're too close to me." Shen Fuqiao's voice was sad as if he was sighing, "Don't ask such a question, I can't answer you. Besides, you will change back sooner or later, don't worry too much."

How could the shark king's tail not change back?

If Ning Yu knew his identity, would he still pester him so condescendingly?

Shen Fuqiao took a deep breath, tried his best to suppress these unnecessary thoughts, grabbed Ning Yu's waist, pulled him out of his arms, and placed him on the edge of the barrel.

"Don't fall, I know you're not that stupid."

"..." Ning Yu glared at him bitterly.

The eyes are so beautiful.

Shen Fuqiao was stunned for a moment, and attributed this to the love of beauty in everyone.

He walked out of the bathroom as if nothing had happened, and brought underwear from the closet. Fortunately, Chu Lian didn't touch such intimate items.

"Ning Yu, can you dress yourself?"

"……I do not know."

He had lived in the sea before, so he did not have any experience in wearing clothes. Shen Fuqiao didn't have much doubt about this, so he nodded and knelt down to let him wear it himself.

Ning Yu raised his leg cooperatively with a stinky face, the scales on his ankle were dazzlingly bright, and as for the ones higher up, Shen Fuqiao didn't look at them.Ning Yu stood up following the strength of the floating bridge, putting most of the weight on him.

He had to act like his legs couldn't bear the force, or the bastard Shen Pontoon would definitely drive him away.But it can't be too much, otherwise Shen Fuqiao's weak body may not be able to bear it.

After finally lifting it up, it was too big on Ning Yu's narrow waist, and it couldn't be worn at all.Shen Fuqiao had no choice but to take a needle and thread and sew it carelessly.

"I'm not good at sewing, so just take it easy. I'll go to town to buy you a new one in the afternoon."

When he heard that he was going to town, Ning Yu became even more unhappy.He touched the stitched marks on the side of his waist, his ears were slightly red, and said coldly, "It's pretty good, you don't need to buy new ones."

"What's the good thing?" Shen Fuqiao felt a little baffled, "You can't wear mine all the time, if I get sick, wouldn't it be contagious to you? Besides, if you wear one pair, I will lose one pair. Not enough to feed two people."

Ning Yu managed to be sensible for a while, and was refuted by him head-on and face-to-face. He immediately became even more depressed, and before he had time to get angry, he was slapped by Shen Fuqiao again.

Shen Fuqiao put him on the edge of the bucket, leaned over to fasten the cloud buckle for him, from the lapel to the side of the waist, his bony fingers swayed under his eyes, the movements were delicate and gentle, as if he was treating some rare treasure.

Ning Yu was silent for a while, swallowed his breath, and his eyes softened, no longer confronting Shen Fuqiao.

Before he opened his mouth to say anything, Shen Fuqiao fished him up again without warning, put the crimson robe on him with his hands, and finally picked up the belt, and tied it up twice.

It wasn't until he looked back and noticed that Ning Yu's eyes looked up, a little sticky, and the blue shimmering light moved slightly, that he realized that he was going to be bad.

Could it be that Ning Yu was moved by him again?

It's just a dress, what about it?

"Forget it this time, you definitely didn't read it. You have to be serious next time I dress you. I will try my best to teach you, and I will wear it myself in the future."

Ning Yu's gaze turned cold again, and he stared straight at him, as if he was some kind of heartless person.

"Stop staring at me, little ancestor." Shen Fuqiao was defeated again, "I can't serve you for the rest of my life, I must learn to be self-reliant, otherwise you will pester other people for clothes when I'm not by your side in the future? What kind of words."

Ning Yu quickly grasped the key this time: "Why do I pester others for clothes to wear? Brother, are you jealous?"

"Huh?" Shen Fuqiao was almost amused by him, "What are you thinking about all day long?"

"Isn't it? I can pester you to get dressed, but not others. Isn't that jealous?"

"..." Shen Fuqiao was silent for a while, then suddenly asked, "Ning Yu, tell me the truth, how old are you now?"

It wasn't written in the book, but the more Shen Fuqiao looked at Ning Yue now, the more he felt that he was too naive, as if he didn't understand anything, like a young fish, who sticks to whoever treats him well, and whoever has milk is his mother.

Ning Yu heard the meaning of his words, and was so angry that he tiptoed and bit his shoulder. He didn't use his sharp teeth, but simply vented his anger, leaving a shallow tooth mark through his clothes .

He leaned on Shen Fuqiao's shoulder and said sullenly: "Say it out and scare you to death—I'm 360 years old this year, and I'm already an adult mermaid!"

"..."

All right.

They are so old, I don't know that their genders have collided, do transvestites go the other way?

Shen Fuqiao pushed Ning Yu's head away with his hand, and his sharp ear pierced his hand, but he couldn't feel the pain.

Merman...the lifespan must be very long, it is not surprising how many years they live on the bottom of the sea.

"Speak well, don't just lean on me." Shen Fuqiao looked down at Ning Yu, and warned seriously, "I don't like it."

Ning Yu pursed his lips and snorted softly, his beautiful blue eyes looked a little hurt.

"If your leg hurts, go to bed and rest first. I can carry you there, but don't make unnecessary movements, don't move around, don't act like a baby."

"Why?"

"You are at my disposal now." Shen Fuqiao took a step back and loosened the hands around his waist. Ning Yu frowned in an extremely cooperative manner, and his legs trembled a little.

Shen Fuqiao fished him back again, and sighed helplessly: "Do you understand?"

"……Humph."

"Stop moaning there, I don't like it."

"You don't like this, you don't like that, why don't you just throw me out to feed the beasts?! What are you holding me for? Sinking the floating bridge, you bastard!"

After all, Ning Yu still couldn't control his temper, his expression was ferocious, but his hands were tightly clutching Shen Fuqiao's robe.

"If you think about it, it's not impossible." Shen Fuqiao said, "I hug you because you are disabled, not for anything else. If you continue to scold me, you can climb onto the bed by yourself."

Ning Yu understood.

The man Shen Fuqiao seemed to have a gentle tone of voice at first, soft-spoken, and a very good temper, but in fact he was dark in heart and had a poisonous mouth.

Not a nice guy.

Ning Yu stared at Shen Fuqiao and fluttered his long, crow-colored eyelashes, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his lips, as if he had discovered something interesting, and he didn't know Shen Fuqiao as well, so he simply closed his mouth and let He will... carry himself?

"Sink the floating bridge!"

"what happened again?"

Ning Yu figured out his character, and the blurted curse was forcefully suppressed, replaced by a soft sob.

"You are too thin, it hurts my stomach."

"Don't be unreasonable...you are too delicate."