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

His slightly cold voice revealed deep fatigue, and his tone was so soft that it seemed to be praying.

Her black eyebrows were half drawn, and her long crow-colored eyelashes covered the blue sea.

Shen Fuqiao was stunned for a moment, and finally Shen Shen raised his hand, hugged Ning Yu into his arms, let him rest on his shoulder, and patted Ning Yu's thin back like someone comforting a child.

Ning Yu was really soft to hug.

Especially when he has no strength and his whole body is trapped in his arms.

The feeling is simply addictive.

Shen Fuqiao's heart palpitations and distressed, he hugged Ning Yu and dared not move, stroked his long hanging hair from time to time, but his fingertips couldn't help trembling.

"Ning Yu... are you okay?"

Ning Yu gave a muffled hum, and raised his arms to hug Shen Fuqiao's waist.

Shen Fuqiao froze, but did not push the person away.

"Why do you suddenly feel uncomfortable, can you tell me?"

He coaxed him gently, and asked this question carefully, even he himself didn't understand why he cherished Ning Yu so much.

It's just a fish that meets by chance.

Ning Yu didn't speak, but tightened his hands around his waist, rubbed his chin against his shoulder, and sobbed softly.

"elder brother……"

Shen Fuqiao's shoulders were wet. Hearing the dull sound of shark beads rolling down on the wooden floor, he had the illusion of heartbreak for the first time.

Even being sick has never made him so uncomfortable.

"I'm here." Shen Fuqiao said hoarsely, "I'm here."

"Don't you want to eat steamed red carp? My brother has made it. In the kitchen, I also made your favorite mung bean soup."

"Don't cry, ah."

Ning Yue has a temperament that the more he coaxes, the more he will come to things. Seeing Shen Fuqiao doing this, he immediately sobbed harder.

He wasn't totally lying to sinking the floating bridge, his embrace was too warm, it hurt a little when it burned him, but he couldn't bear to push it away.In addition, I had consumed too much monster power before, so I was really tired at the moment.

It is also good for him to replenish his demon power by producing more shark beads while he can cry.

However, Shen Fuqiao didn't seem to realize that...he had already taken the bait.

Ning Yu was tired from crying, and his legs turned back into a blue tail without the support of enough demon power. Shen Fuqiao's eyes seemed to be stung for a moment, watching Ning Yu's tail without making a sound for a long time.

He said... he would raise Ning Yu until he got his tail back.

But now something unexpected happened.

Ning Yue was getting weaker and weaker, and he needed someone stronger to help him go back.

That person will not be him.

Shen Fuqiao's heart suddenly ached, as if being bitten by a hundred ants, it was unbearable. He hugged Ning Yu like a beautiful ball of foam, like a broken stalk of duckweed, with precarious pain.

Anyway, it's the last few days, let him be greedy and selfish once.

He is willing to use all the afterlife to offset the last transgression.

Fate loves to play tricks.

It happened at this time... He fell in love with Ning Yu.

This fish that came across by chance.

The feeling of loving someone...is so heartbreaking.

"Brother...what's the matter with you?" Ning Yu sensitively noticed the slight trembling of the body, and asked in a crying voice.

"Aning."

Ning Yu was stunned, Shen Fuqiao's deep and warm voice lingered in his ears, and finally exploded heavily, Ni Linxia's heart beat thumpingly.

Because of the word "Sinking Floating Bridge", he actually turned into a dying fish.

"You called me... what?"

"Don't cry."

How could Ning Yu still cry? He raised his upper body, hugged the back of Shen Fuqiao's neck with both hands, looked straight into his deep eyes, and spoke in a hoarse voice, forcefully, as if he was not allowed to escape.

"What did you call me?"

Enduring the pain, Shen Fuqiao reached out to caress his wet cheek.

Ning Yu's tears were cold, his face was cold, his blue eyes and red hair, and his long and beautiful fish tail dragging the floor, all of these showed him that he belonged to this person.

"A'Ning, don't cry anymore." Shen Fuqiao even choked up, his voice was panting uncontrollably, "If you continue to cry, my heart will almost break."

"...Is my brother doing this to coax me? I will take it seriously."

"Then take it seriously." Shen Fuqiao caressed the corners of his reddish eyes, and said in a hoarse voice, "I take it seriously."

Ning Yu still couldn't believe it.

He tilted his head and gently rubbed the palm of Shen Fuqiao, frowned and pursed his lips, still looking like he was about to cry, which made Shen Fuqiao feel pity.

"Then if I ask my brother for a kiss, will my brother give it to me?"

Shen Fuqiao hesitated.

The knuckles that were close to Ning Yu's soft cheeks slightly curled up, as if they were not used to it, but they did not pull away after all.

Shen Fuqiao thought a lot at that moment, love and death, pain and grief, oblivion and fate... Those fragments flashed through his brain like a fleeting image, leaving only Ning Yue's overly eager eyes in front of him.

Reason told him that he should refuse, but he uncharacteristically and stubbornly followed the emotional choice.

He leaned forward, and branded a warm kiss preciously and painfully, on Ning Yu's forehead, deep in his soul.

Ah Ning, at least this kiss, don't forget it.

This is the only trace that I have been... in this world.

...

After Ning Yu turned into a mermaid, he returned to the inconvenient way of life. He couldn't leave the water for a long time with his tail, so he could only stay in the bathtub and wait for it to be raised on the floating bridge.

But it seems... It's completely different from before.

"Is it delicious?" Shen Fuqiao picked up a white handkerchief and wiped Ning Yue's lips, and asked warmly, "Are you full?"

Ning Yu bent his eyes and smiled, his tail fin splashed the water, splashing a burst of joyful water.

He couldn't remember the last time he was this happy.

Killing a blood feud, ascending to the throne, and taking life and death have never made him so happy.

Just looking at the floating bridge, the smile on his lips never disappeared.

Seeing his satisfied expression, Shen Fuqiao also smiled slightly, and brushed some of his hair to the front to cover his chest.

Only then did he realize that there was a scale on Ning Yu's right chest, which grew upside down, and was darker blue than the tail scale.

"Do you want to touch it?"

Seeing Shen Fuqiao staring at his chest in a daze, Ning Yu felt a slight numbness in his heart, which was very subtle.

This place was originally untouchable, and it would be offensive for others to take a second look, but if it is a floating bridge...

Ning Yu thought silently, and his face turned red.

Shen Fuqiao came back to his senses, raised his hand to caress his reddish cheeks, and said with a warm smile, "I'm thinking about something... don't be ashamed."

"Why should my brother and I be ashamed?" Ning Yue covered the back of Shenfuqiao's hand and rubbed it lightly, "Brother, when will we get married? Come back to the South China Sea with me, it's very suitable for recuperation. I will find the most powerful one for you." Your doctor, warm and nourish your body with demon power every day, we will be together forever."

Shen Fuqiao forced himself to laugh: "Who is going to get married just after falling in love? Silly Aning, let's talk about these things later."

"What is dating?"

Shen Fuqiao warmly explained: "It means that two people love each other and get along for a while."

"My brother and I were created in heaven, we don't need to adjust."

Ning Yu spoke with confidence, without any doubts.

Shen Fuqiao didn't know where he came to the conclusion, but felt that his gloomy tone was too cute, so he pursed his lips and smiled, but suddenly frowned while smiling, knelt back, covered his chest and coughed heavily.

His lungs suddenly felt a severe pain, and even his internal organs seemed to be smashed into pieces. He had to arch his waist deeply, and his half-dotted black hair hung down, covering his pale and painful cheeks.

"...Brother?!" Ning Yu suddenly panicked. He only knew that Shen Fuqiao was not in good health, but he didn't expect him to be so ill.

Normally, Shen Fuqiao is basically the same as a normal person except for his ugly face, and even takes care of him everywhere, going up the mountain to collect herbs every day to take care of the vegetable bed and chicken coop, and never asks him to do anything.

He'd thought it wasn't that bad...until suddenly blood dripped onto the floor with a small, hard-to-ignore sound.

Without thinking, Ning Yu stabbed his nails and cut his wrist. He pressed his bleeding wrist against Shen Fuqiao's lips, and pressed the back of his head with his other hand, forcing him to drink.

Shen Fuqiao was dizzy from the pain, and was pulled back by the blood full of healing power on the verge of a collapse of consciousness.

... He was drinking Ning Yu's blood.

"The Shen family gave birth to a little vampire, a broomstick. Let's see how unlucky that family is. If you pay for the whole family, you will come out with such a thing. It's a crime!"

"Hurry up, hurry up, don't play with the lone star of Tiansha! Be careful that he kills you!"

"Have you ever heard of Shen Fuqiao, a graduate student of ancient literature in the Chinese Department? His grades are good and he is handsome, but do you know how he got here? He grew up sucking the luck around him since he was a child!"

……

Shen Fuqiao pursed her lips, and pulled Ning Yu's hand away without any explanation.He was still coughing, but the blood on his lips was all Ning Yue's.

They were right.

Shen Fuqiao struggled to get up, trying to get the bandages and herbs in the dark grid, but Ning Yu thought he was angry, and hurriedly grabbed his sleeve: "Brother... I was wrong!"

Shen Fuqiao turned his head to look at him in a daze, and said in a shy voice, "What are you apologizing for?"

For the first time, Shen Fuqiao's eyes were red, including the bottom of his eyes was a cruel red. He held Ning Yue's bloody wrist, but he seemed to be burned by a deep sin.

"It was me...what are you apologizing for?"

Ning Yu could tell at a glance that he was not in the right state, as if he had fallen into some kind of nightmare, and even his eyes were cloudy.

"I am willing, brother." He raised his hand anxiously, stroking the wound with his fingertips, and there was a faint scar left in the original place, "And you see, I have a good ability to heal myself. Varied--"

Before he finished speaking, Shen Fuqiao grabbed his waist and brought him out of the water, leaving a section of his tail in the tub, and his half-wet long hair was spread all over the floor.

The fan-shaped bluish inverse scale is completely and clearly displayed.

Shen Fuqiao leaned down against his shoulders, his black hair hanging on Ning Yujin's narrow and flat waist, it was a little itchy, but it was far less than the throbbing in his chest.

But Ning Yu hadn't been completely dazzled by everything in front of him, he put his hand on Shen Fuqiao's forehead before Shen Fuqiao kissed him, and took a hard breath before asking in a hoarse voice.

"Brother, do you still know who I am?"

The moment Shen Fuqiao raised his eyes, there was a ferocity of a beast, and the cruelty that wanted to devour him, but it disappeared quickly like an illusion.

Spitting out those two words seemed to have drained all the blood in his body and drained the sincerity of his life.

"...Ah Ning."