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

Shen Fuqiao was stunned for a moment.

It wasn't until the place where the forearm touched the light blue fish scales that there was a burst of inconspicuous warmth through the icy texture that Shen Fuqiao reacted belatedly.

But... Where did the fish get its buttocks?

He couldn't figure it out, so he simply didn't want to think about it any further, and since this movement was really weird, he let go of his hand and apologized in a low voice.

"excuse me."

Ning Yu withdrew a little bit. After adjusting his breath last night, the strength of his tail was actually enough to support him to stand up straight, so the postures of the two became a little ambiguous - Ning Yu hugged the back of Shen Fuqiao's neck with both hands, small and beautiful The tip of his nose was only a foot away from the floating bridge.

"Are you like Meng Lang to everyone?"

The first time Shen Fuqiao was scolded by Meng Lang, he couldn't help but frowned slightly.He didn't care to push Ning Yu away for a while, and opened his lips and asked a little funny: "Are you so enthusiastic about everyone?"

Having said that, Shen Fuqiao knows the cold blood of this shark better than anyone else.The wedge in the book mentioned early on that after Ning Yue suffered so much, he used bloody means to fight for power. The mermaid clan admires strength, but there is never a shortage of Kongwu people.

Holding him so affectionately on the surface, she might be planning how to swallow him in her heart.

Shen Fuqiao returned to the basket rationally, remembering the relationship between Shen Lan and Ning Yu in the setting, suddenly felt that the claws on the back of his neck were particularly creepy, so he grabbed his forearm and pushed him away with some force.

Ning Yu raised his eyebrows and narrowed his lake-blue eyes, as if he was a little displeased, but unexpectedly, he held back his temper today.

Shen Fuqiao noticed it, and raised his eyebrows unobtrusively.

But whether the fish loses his temper or not has nothing to do with him in the final analysis. He doesn't find fault, so he can rest easy.

So he didn't say another word to Ning Yu, and went out with a wooden tray.

At this time, the sky was already bright, and the mountain wind blew in from outside Chaimen, with the rustling sound of grass and trees and the cool fragrance, Shen Fuqiao looked out, and had to admit that this mountain was beautiful.

Since he grew up, he seldom travels, and spends all day studying ancient books in the research institute.He doesn't like to socialize, and the relationship with his colleagues is also close to the point. He sometimes participates in the team building activities in the institute as a courtesy, but most of the places he goes are full of feasting and feasting in modern cities.

It looks bustling and friendly, but amidst the illusory clinking of glasses, they are heartless monsters forged in a furnace.

It's just that he is extraordinarily weird.

Shen Fuqiao twitched the corner of his lips, and looked away lightly.

He made some porridge and filled a big bowl for Ning Yu.It may be because there are no wild vegetables, this time Ning Yu didn't say anything, he finished the porridge obediently, and even said he was hungry after finishing, Shen Fuqiao had no choice but to cut up a roasted guinea fowl and put it in the bath Give him a snack by the side of the bucket.

I only dare to give him a snack.Being a staple food is still a bit embarrassing for the current Shen Fuqiao, because it is too far to go to the town, and Ning Yu eats too much, but there is a limit to what he can get back.

In addition, he also fetched a basin of water and put it aside for Ning Yu to clean his hands.

Sometimes he feels that he has not picked up a fish, but an ancestor, and he has to serve everywhere, otherwise he will be the one who will be in trouble in the end.

Fortunately, it's only temporary, the mermaids have a strong recovery ability, and Ning Yu should be able to recover in a short time.

Thinking of this, Shen Fuqiao felt a sense of joy that the future could be expected. He went up the mountain with a basket on his back, and his footsteps became a lot lighter due to the disease.

The autumn morning is not very sunny, the sun shines through the sparse forest leaves on the withered yellow ground, Shen Fuqiao planed it casually with a simple pick, and there is actually a small nest of fluffy rabbit cubs underneath.

Shen Fuqiao felt strange—aren’t rabbits burrowing animals? Why would they hide under the leaves?

Just as he was about to spread the fallen leaves again and acted as if nothing had happened, the litter of cubs suddenly crawled up the hem of his clothes along his straw sandals, probably because they were too young and didn't have much strength, so they hung on Shen Fuqiao's clothes Not up or down, like a few fluffy embellishments.

No one would dislike furry, and Shen Fuqiao was no exception, his expression softened immediately, he squatted down and caught a small one with his palm, regardless of whether they understood or not, he smiled warmly.

"What are you pestering me for? I'll take you away. When your parents come back, it's time for you to settle accounts with me."

He flexed his index finger, scratched the cubs' chins, pushed them back to their nests, and turned around to leave. He was extremely gentle when he was gentle, and he didn't miss it when it was time to leave.

Too sensible.

He was not affected by this episode at all, and continued to pick through the deep leaves and grass. He was lucky enough to pick up a lot of deer antler, and picked a lot of Atractylodes macrocephala and wild qizi in dangerous places, and returned with a full load without accident.

Totally forgot about the litter of cubs.

When Shen Fuqiao returned home, he took a short rest. After all, his body was deteriorating and the continuous labor was too much of a burden for him.

In the bathroom, Ning Yu could hear Shen Fuqiao's slightly heavy panting, with a hoarseness and pain that he couldn't make ends meet, followed by a suppressed cough, one after another, not heavy, it sounded like a long-lasting pain.

Not long after, he saw from a distance through the slit of the small window the floating bridge with bare feet holding a hoe digging the ground.He didn't wear a crown, his long hair was tied up casually, and a simple wooden hairpin was inserted obliquely.

His body already looked very sick, showing a pale paleness under the bright sunlight, his brows and eyes were sleepy when he wasn't smiling, as if he didn't have much energy.

However, every time he hoeed, he was very solid, and every step he took was very steady. Ning Yu could clearly see the sweat dripping from the corners of his forehead, the bulging veins on his arms, the tight lip line and the prominent Adam's apple.

He unconsciously thought of Shen Fuqiao's staring gaze, his warm and slender fingers and the slightly bitter smell of medicine on his neck.

Ning Yu heard his heart beating a little faster.

In order to have more hope of surviving in the fighting, the mermaid's heart is getting smaller and smaller during evolution, and it is hidden under the hard reverse scale on the right chest. It beats very lightly and slowly on weekdays, and it is almost impossible to be found .

But at this time Ning Yu stroked that spot, and the shape of the reverse scale under the bandage was clearly outlined, and the pounding that was as heavy as a drum shook his usual sober mind a little dizzy.

That is the impulse and desire different from the blood stained fingers, he curled up his knuckles, rubbed the white cloth on his chest, thinking calmly.

He stood above the absurdity of death and rebirth, as if he had found his destined queen.

……

Shen Fuqiao still doesn't know what Ning Yu thinks.

He sprinkled some melon seeds and beet seeds and went back to the house to rest, because the sun was getting hot and he couldn't hold on.

If this continues, his days seem to be coming to an end soon.

Shen Fuqiao reluctantly stretched his lips, put away the plow, tidied up hastily, and changed into a plain blue gown.

When he just passed through, the corners of this wooden house were damp and rotten, and there were many cobwebs on the bookshelves, as if no one had lived in it for many years.

In the cupboard, except for plain blue shirts, there are coarse linen clothes, and they are all in the shape of a child, not like an adult's figure at all.

Shen Fuqiao doesn't remember whether Shen Lan has a son, but it's too exaggerated not to have any adult clothes.There were no children at home, and the suit I had worn could not be worn all the time, so I had no choice but to offend the original owner, cut some clothes and sewed them up to make them fit.

But that's all foreword.

At this time, he led the mountain spring to wash the clothes he had just changed. The mountain spring was cool, and the blood vessels on the back of his hands were clearly visible.When the breeze picked up under the shade of the mountain, the long hair was blown a little messy.

Suddenly, a fish slammed into his wooden basin. It had cross stripes on its body and scales from head to tail. It should be a carp.

The carp seemed to be terribly panicked, thumping on his washed clothes, its tail writhed vigorously, and its eyes were wide open.

Shen Fuqiao has no reason to think of the fish at home.

Ning Yu was calm most of the time, and he had never seen him nervous when he put him into the bathtub at first. That beautiful tail was always lazy, and the tail fin splashed some water from time to time, showing that he was careless. look.

As for those lake-blue eyes, they seemed to be half-closed all the time, making it hard to tell what was on their minds.

It's hard to imagine Ning Yu's eyes wide open.

Shen Fuqiao doubts, is this really what a mermaid who just entered the world should look like?

He was lost in thought, and the tail of the carp in the basin slapped the back of his hand hard, and he couldn't help shaking his head and laughing when he realized it.

What happened to the fish at home had nothing to do with him, but the fish in front of him had a bad luck and was destined to become his dinner.It just so happens that there are very few ingredients at home, so cooking a dish of braised carp can be regarded as an improvement in food.

It happened that he had dug a lot of wild ginger and wild onion in the mountains, and there was not enough seasoning in the kitchen, so he could use freshly picked star anise and fragrant leaves instead.Shen Fuqiao has lived alone for many years, and his cooking skills are very good. He cleaned the carp's belly and descaled it in twos and twos, changed it a few times and put it in the hot oil.

Shen Fuqiao added water and spices until the surface of the fish was fried until it was slightly golden.

Braised carp was being made here, and he poured out two more bowls of mung beans from a small jar, and added water to make mung bean soup.At noon, the carp was put out of the pot, and the mung bean soup was almost cooled.

Originally, the fish was already very fat, and it was more than enough for two grown men to eat, but after thinking about Ning Yue's amazing appetite, he still only left the spiny fish tail and bony fish head, and the rest Part of it was served on a plate, a spoonful of rich soup was poured, and a large bowl of rice and a cup of mung bean soup were added.

But when he opened the door and saw the long-haired figure in the bathtub, he suddenly realized that he forgot one important thing - this stupid fish doesn't know how to use chopsticks.

Ning Yu turned his head sideways when he heard the sound, and looked at him silently with slightly innocent lake blue eyes.Shen Fuqiao helplessly supported his forehead, and heaved a long and sincere sigh.