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

Shen Fuqiao frowned and stood in front of the carved window for a while, until the piercing mountain wind blew in, then he clenched his fists to his lips and coughed sullenly.

He is tall, but haggard, and the light outside the window casts hazy bright colors on the outline of the long black hair and azure robe, but the whole person looks like he is falling into the abyss.

Ning Yu hugged the quilt pillow, most of the cold wind was blocked by the sinking floating bridge, and when it blew to him, it only left a faint coolness on the back of his waist. The person's waist is half-covered and exposed.

When Shen Fuqiao was studying the history of Western aesthetics, he happened to hear a professor say that the waist dimple is called the "holy vortex" by Western aestheticians, and there is another nice name called "Venus dimple".In the past, he didn't understand why such a romantic name was given to a medical institution, but now he deeply felt that this evaluation was simply appropriate.

The sight in front of me is indeed too beautiful to behold.

He didn't have a bad cough, but he was very cold. Ning Yu didn't get out of bed in a hurry to check on him as usual. He just tilted his head and looked at him silently. There seemed to be some coldness in his eyes. It's not clear, and I can't understand it.

Speaking of it... This kind of look is probably more suitable for Ning Yue than the look of showing weakness.The lines of his face are very sharp, not the soft type suitable for coquettishness and cuteness. The initial vicious and violent personality is in line with his setting, but he is used to seeing Ning Yu crying with red eyes, and he almost forgot his pair of eyes. Beautiful eyes are not originally used to seduce people.

Ning Yu was born with blue pupils, while the eyes of normal mermaids should be dark blue.The dangerous and mysterious blue means absolute control on the bottom of the sea, but other mermaids don't understand it, they feel fear instinctively, and reject them as aliens.

He is the remnant of the ancestor of the mermaids. He was born bloodthirsty and cruel. In the future, he will return to Nanhai to seek revenge. There will be thousands of dead bones under the throne. He is destined not to be a small fish that can only flap its tail for help.

Shen Fuqiao leaned against the table, his eyes met Ning Yu who was lying on the bed, neither overjoyed nor dejected.The protagonist and the cannon fodder, the mermaid and the human, the book and the book, the male and the man... It is so precious that they can overcome these force majeure and love each other, so everything else becomes insignificant.

No matter what Ning Yue's temperament is, he likes it.

Shen Fuqiao retracted his gaze first, put the private seal back into the small yellow rosewood box, and put it carefully into the dark compartment.

"Brother, don't you want to iron?"

Ning Yu asked softly, seeming a little disappointed.

"Not happy?"

"No."

Shen Fuqiao laughed softly, and pulled out a thin knife from the wooden barrel that he collected when making the safety buckle. The snow-white blade was cold against the sky, he turned it slowly, and said.

"Branding is a bit difficult. I'll just tattoo you a word. It looks better and doesn't hurt so much."

He walked to the spring bench next to the bed, randomly took a flower candle and lit it, and put the edge of the blade in the flame to roast quietly.The dim yellow candle flame flickered, Ning Yu stared at Shen Fuqiao's sharp-edged face, hugged the pillow and murmured.

"What word do you want? Brother, consider your opinion as appropriate."

Ning Yu gave an inexplicable ah, as if unhappy: "Is it just a matter of discretion? Ah Ning's weight in my brother's heart is so light, is it the same when my brother tattoos others?"

Shen Fuqiao is now more and more able to distinguish the truth from the fake in Ning Yu's tone, and now hearing his half-sticky voice, he knows that he is just acting like a baby.

"Just give our baby Aning pattern, are you satisfied?"

Ning Yu's ear fins turned red, and he pretended to be calm: "Ah Ning didn't ask this, brother, don't change the subject."

Shen Fuqiao picked up the sharp knife and blew out the flower candle: "Hold it first."

Ning Yu stretched out his hand obediently, and his knuckles touched each other, passing through each other with a delicate and tingling electric current. Shen Fuqiao put the wooden handle in Ning Yu's palm, and said in a warm voice, "Be careful, don't burn it."

Ning Yu blinked slightly.

Shen Fuqiao leaned over and kissed his forehead, touched his head and said, "You're so cute."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Ning Yu's reaction, he got up and went to the kitchen to pour a glass of clear sake.This sake was borrowed from Chu Lian not long ago in order to make drunken fish for Ning Yu, but he never found a chance to return it to him.

The alcohol concentration is not too high, but better than nothing.

Shen Fuqiao poured the sake into Ning Yu's waist, which seemed to be swaying and filled shallowly. After Shen Fuqiao cleaned his hands, he spread it with his palm, causing Ning Yu to shiver slightly.

And the remaining coolness and slipperiness in the palm also made Shen Fuqiao feel a little uncontrollable.

"Give me the knife, don't shake it."

"My brother will always bully me."

"Bully and bully, do you want to bite back?"

Shen Fuqiao was perfunctory casually, took the knife and waited until the place was slightly dry, then pressed the sharp blade against the center of the vortex, and pressed it tentatively.

"Um……"

"Does it hurt?"

"itch."

Shen Fuqiao secretly breathed a sigh of relief, patted Hunyuan by his hand gently, and said angrily, "If it doesn't hurt, don't bark."

Ning Yu was stunned by the beating, and froze on the spot as if he was stupid. It took him a while to be awakened by the sharp pain in his waist, but his eyes were still blank, and he fluttered in disbelief. long eyelashes.

"elder brother!"

"What's the matter?" Shen Fuqiao responded distractedly, but the tip of the knife did not stop at all, blood beads kept oozing from the knife mark, and a shallow puddle formed on the waist, Ning Yu's abnormal recovery ability was at this moment It is fully functioning, and with the closing of the last stroke, new scabs slowly form on the characters in the waist, and it can be vaguely seen that it is a blood-red "Shen" character.

"Where are you going?!"

Shen Fuqiao bowed his head and kissed away the excess blood in his waist, not understanding what Ning Yu was anxious about: "I haven't touched anything on your body, what's wrong with hitting you, and you didn't use any force, why did you lose your temper?"

Ning Yu turned over, grabbed the pillow and hit him lightly, cursing angrily, "Deng Tuzi!"

Shen Fuqiao was completely at a loss: "?"

Ning Yue shrunk towards the corner of the bed red-faced, hugging his legs like a good boy who had been raped by the thugs, seeing Shen Fuqiao had a headache.

"Be careful of the wound opening."

"Do you tube."

Shen Fuqiao looked at him deeply for a while, and from his abnormally red cheeks and deeply frowned eyebrows, he barely judged that he was not acting like a baby, but was really angry, and then suddenly panicked, in the spring Putting the carving knife on the stool, he approached Ning Yu tentatively.

"A Ning?"

"Humph……"

It's good to be willing to answer.

Shen Fuqiao made up his mind, leaned over and touched his hot forehead: "Brother is wrong, he shouldn't hit Ah Ning, forgive me, okay?"

Ning Yu remained silent, hugging his legs tightly against the corner of the wall, the scales around his ankles were a little red, and his beautiful pink toes were slightly curled up.

Shen Fuqiao really couldn't do anything with him: "Ah Ning, there is still something on your body that you can't touch or touch, let's take this opportunity to talk to brother together. If this continues, I'm afraid I will have PTSD with you. , it may be difficult for you to let me hug you and kiss you in the future."

Ning Yu didn't understand what PTSD is, but he just connected it together to roughly understand the meaning of Shen Fuqiao. Seeing that the position and posture were almost in place, and the atmosphere was not satisfactory, he pretended to be too anxious to care about his still angry appearance, and grabbed Shen Fuqiao's wrist pulled him over.

Shen Fuqiao was dragged by him unexpectedly, his body had been ill for a long time, and now his center of gravity was even more unstable, and he barely supported the wall, but the lips, teeth and nose tips of the two still collided hard.

Both of them hissed in pain, Shen Fuqiao hurriedly supported the wall and withdrew, held Ning Yu's face in pain, touched his reddened nose, and touched his tightly pursed lips: "Ah Ning... ...Does it hurt? I'll give you a cold compress...you bear with it."

Ning Yu just stared at him with frowns, slightly parted his lips, bit his knuckle fingers, and licked them lightly with the tip of his tongue, like a kitten sipping milk from a drinking bowl, very carefully and extremely cute.

"Don't make trouble, baby, let go."

Shen Fuqiao's Adam's apple slid violently, and his voice became somewhat hoarse for no reason.

Ning Yu didn't listen to him.

He sucked his fingers bit by bit like this, he could vaguely discern the smell of drunken flower fish raw material on the tip of his tongue, it was slightly spicy, not as good as the smell of medicine on Shen Fuqiao's body.

Shen Fuqiao looked at him at a close distance, and the two pairs of star eyes full of love sparked a confrontation in an instant, and they refused to give in to each other, but they were not cruel, but a bit gentle and tender.From his smug eyes, Shen Fuqiao noticed that he seemed to be being teased, but the wet and soft softness of his knuckles was so good to the touch that he really couldn't get angry.

"Little liar, if you make such an expression in the future, I won't love you any more."

Ning Yu gritted his teeth hard, and hummed indistinctly as if to vent his anger.

Too smug, showing his feet for a while.

In the end, the two of them didn't know who took the most advantage. In short, Shen Fuqiao had a good time, and the blood-colored Shen character pattern looked just right, stuck in Ning Yu's waist, showing a strong and irrefutable possession and ownership.

Shen Fuqiao is quite satisfied. Although Ning Yu is not a scar physique, and after the blood scabs fall off, he may only leave a very shallow handwriting, but at least when others touch that place, he will probably remember being cut by his own knife-edged pen And the pain passed.

The two had dinner as usual. It was obviously the most chaotic day, but at night it seemed calmer than any other day.For some reason, Ning Yu was much quieter. When he fell asleep, he just hugged his waist and buried him deeply in his arms. He didn't mess around like usual. He called him from time to time, and he was relieved when he agreed.

Outside the window, the moon hangs high, the vegetation shakes, the jackdaws burst out, and the waves of the river pat on the rocks, echoing faintly in the empty valley.

Shen Fuqiao faintly sensed some kind of sad omen from this abnormality, until the weak breathing of the person in his arms gradually stabilized, and the crows fell asleep, he slowly opened his eyes, like a bystander, quietly watching the rapid Failed organs bring about changes in the body that are hard to ignore.

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