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

Hearing him sigh, Ning Yu tilted his head in doubt, and leaned sideways with his arms on the side of the barrel, exposing his bandaged chest.

His eyes were rarely frank, and Shen Fuqiao could tell that he was hungry just by glancing over.

"...Sinking the floating bridge?"

Ning Yu couldn't get out of the bathtub, but Shen Fuqiao stayed at the door, and the aroma on the plate was really alluring. He couldn't hold back for a while, so he called out coldly.

Shen Fuqiao was still lost in thought.

After a while, until Ning Yu's face became a little gloomy, he finally made a decision, and walked towards Ning Yu expressionlessly.

"Can you use chopsticks?"

Shen Fuqiao still asked without giving up.

Ning Yu looked back with doubts.

"Then how did you learn to use a spoon?"

"...I learned it a long time ago without knowing how." Ning Yu moved closer to the floating bridge, and asked softly, "Can I eat first? I'm so hungry, I'm dying."

With his palms resting on the edge of the tub, his upper body was slightly protruding, and part of his dark red curly hair fell out of the tub as he moved, and was blown slightly by the incoming wind.

Seeing this, Shen Fuqiao pressed the center of his eyebrows.

Save the fish to the end, send the Buddha to the west, you can't let him starve to death, let alone feed him a meal.

So he put down the food plate, lowered his eyes and picked up the fish's bone resignedly.

He first picked up a piece of meat from the fish maw, picked out the few big thorns on it, and fed it to Ning Yu in a small ceramic dish.

Ning Yu was stunned for a moment.

He looked at the fish caught on the chopsticks in front of him, then at the tall but thin floating bridge in front of him, and opened his mouth blankly to swallow the food he fed.

Shen Fuqiao was surprised to find that his eyes were wide open at this moment, because the distance was too close, he seemed to be able to clearly see the ripples of the lake blue in his eyes, with tiny light and shadow flashing round and round, deep and bright.

He admitted that these eyes were extremely beautiful.

Shen Fuqiao gently pulled out the chopsticks from Ning Yu's soft lips, poured some soup into the rice, fed him a mouthful, then continued to pick the thorns for him, and continued to feed him mouthfuls of fish and rice.

Ning Yu had never been treated so tenderly.

In his previous life, he was either cramp and scaled, or worshiped by all beings in land and sea. He only felt the despicable greed and trembling fear of human nature. A ridiculous chess game in the world of the jungle.

But now he lives in the mountains and is raised without asking for anything in return.

Past and present lives are like a dream.

...

Shen Fuqiao fed and fed, and found that the fish in front of him was not quite right.

The end of his usually indifferent eyes were darkly red, and a thin layer of moisture appeared in the eye sockets, and the knuckles on the edge of the bucket turned white.

"...What's wrong?" Shen Fuqiao put down his chopsticks and wiped his mouth with a towel, "Is it not to your liking?"

Ning Yu shook his head slightly, his eyes flickered, he suddenly grabbed Shen Fuqiao's arms, and coughed heavily.

Surprised, Shen Fuqiao quickly supported Ning Yu's body, raised his chin with his right hand and pinched his cheeks, put his index finger into his mouth and pressed his tongue, and carefully observed his oropharynx with light.

"I didn't see the fishbone, did I swallow it deep?"

Ning Yu just squinted his eyes, and said in this posture: "...I was choked."

It sounds a bit ambiguous because of the index finger.

"..."

Shen Fuqiao was silent.

He has never been a person who does things without thinking through his mind, and this is the first time he has done such an overstepping action.

The object happened to be a fish.

Shen Fuqiao was a little speechless to himself. He didn't know why he lost his composure repeatedly in front of Ning Yue. His heart was rarely disturbed, but on the surface he pretended nothing happened. He took out his index finger leisurely, wiped it with a towel, and apologized politely: " How offensive, I thought you had a fishbone stuck in your throat."

Ning Yu pursed her lips and fluttered her long eyelashes lightly: "It's okay."

Shen Fuqiao continued to remain silent, and really wanted to quit, but Ning Yu was still looking at him eagerly, and had to continue feeding him.

He endured the humiliation and picked up the chopsticks, plucked some meat and fed it to him, reminding him in a slow voice: "Hit it first, and spit it out if there are any thorns."

Ning Yu: "I'm not stupid."

Okay... am I stupid?

Shen Fuqiao took a deep breath, took a ball of rice and fed it, but was gently pushed back by Ning Yu.

"you eat."

"...This is yours, I have a copy for myself."

Ning Yu frowned and looked at the headless fish on the plate, and realized it belatedly.He was a little moved, swallowed secretly, and decided to starve himself, and feed the emaciated queen first.

"I'm full and can't eat anymore."

Shen Fuqiao raised his eyebrows imperceptibly, and really put down the bowl and chopsticks, watching Ning Yu's eyes change from resolute to lost, he couldn't help but chuckled.

Ning Yu was ridiculed after finally getting back to the food, and he was extremely depressed: "...What are you laughing at?"

"Don't worry, since I brought you home, you won't be wronged during these days of your recovery." Shen Fuqiao explained warmly, "The medicine I drink every day will affect my appetite, so I can't take much. If you don't take it , these can only be wasted.”

When Ning Yu heard it, he missed the point: "What's wrong with you?"

The redness at the end of the eyes has not faded away, and there is undisguised tension in the eyes at the moment, as if worried.

Is it the mermaid's usual trick to confuse...

Shen Fuqiao shook his head and laughed, and did not continue the topic: "Okay, if you don't eat, the food will be cold."

He fed it, but Ning Yue was not as happy as before. He just chewed roughly and swallowed it, his eyes kept falling on Shen Fuqiao's haggard and sickly face.

But he didn't ask again.

Shen Fuqiao just regarded feeding Ning Yu as a task, and it was still an unpleasant task, although he sometimes had to admit that the fish sometimes showed cute micro expressions.

But their relationship stops here and should not be deepened.

If nothing else happens, as a consumptive cannon fodder, his time limit is approaching, and Ning Yu will eventually return to the sea, take the protagonist's plot, and sit on the edge of the country.

What's more...they were originally supposed to be people from two worlds.

While watching Ning Yu drinking mung bean soup, Shen Fuqiao was lost in thought.It wasn't until Ning Yu handed over the bowl and shook it twice in front of his eyes that he suddenly came back to his senses.

"one more bowl."

Shen Fuqiao didn't know how Ning Yue, the high-ranking man's tone of command, came about. It stands to reason that he was still a pitiful little boy at this time. Could it be that this is the fateful aura of domineering in the legend?

"Sink the floating bridge?"

"...do you need me to bring you the pot?"

"can."

Shen Fuqiao sighed while holding his forehead—is this really the protagonist?

"Alright... wait a minute."

The slander is all the slander, and he didn't fall to the point of needing to compete with a fish for food. Ning Yu likes to drink, so it's no big deal to give him all.

Eat more, hurry up, and make his last days clean.

...

Maybe it's because God is used to letting Shen Fuqiao's things backfire. Even if he and Ning Yue get along fairly well, he still has nothing to do to find him something to do.

So that night, this hut ushered in an uninvited guest.

Shen Fuqiao just finished bathing in the bathroom cubicle, and when he came out with his clothes and long hair loose, he heard a knock on the door.

He glanced at Ning Yu, only to find that he was also staring at him.

"Don't make a sound or make a scene later, is that okay?" He approached Ning Yu and asked in a low voice.

Ning Yu quietly sniffed the acacia scent left on his body, nodded obediently without blinking his eyes.

He was willing to cooperate, and Shen Fuqiao was also happy, so he patted Ning Yu's shoulder lightly, and praised casually: "You're so good."

Ning Yu didn't make a sound, but Dan's ears turned slightly red, which almost blended with the long hair, not too obvious.Shen Fuqiao backed away without noticing.

He walked to the door of the chai gate, did not rush to open the door, and asked carefully: "Your Excellency, what is the matter?"

There was a moment of silence outside the door, and suddenly a gentle voice rang out: "I got lost in the mountains, and when I saw a fire here, I thought someone would live here. It's cold in the autumn night, so I wonder if you can let me stay overnight? "

This rhetoric... is like a ghost that lures a living person to open the door.

The son remained silent, Shen Fuqiao shook his head to dispel some funny thoughts, looked back at the closed bathroom door, took off the latch and slowly opened the door.

What came into view was a white-haired boy with two flower brand earrings hanging from his earlobes. The pattern on them was Shen Fuqiao, which he didn't pay close attention to.

It was still autumn at this time, but he was wearing a slightly thick white fluffy collar, a solid white brocade robe, a little cinnabar between his brows, gentle and cute, and a basket full of carrots in his hand.

Before Shen Fuqiao could speak, he smiled softly, with some indescribable nostalgia and melancholy in that smile: "...So it's an older brother."

This tone made Shen Fuqiao feel very strange, with a subtle feeling of discomfort, so he asked a little more: "Your Excellency doesn't look like a person in the mountains, why do you get lost in the mountains?"

"I don't quite understand what my brother said." A gust of mountain wind blew, and the young man couldn't help shivering. He looked at Shen Fuqiao with some pleading eyes, "I've been afraid of the cold since I was a child, can my brother let me in?" Say more?"

Shen Fuqiao saw that his expression did not seem to be fake, but also thought that he was alone, his family was destitute and his time was approaching, there was really nothing to lie to, so he took a step back.

"My name is Ruan Bai, brother can call me A Bai." The young man bent his eyes, and the light in the room was on, only then did Shen Fuqiao realize that the pupils of this man were actually red.

"..."

It must have been caused by not sleeping well... right?

Shen Fuqiao was a little dazed, and forgot to answer for a while, so Ruan Bai was not embarrassed, he put the carrots in the basket on the small table in the open room, and said briskly: "This is for brother, just take it as a thank you gift." stop."

"...No need, it's just a matter of little effort, don't worry about it." Shen Fuqiao looked at the carrots in the basket, then at Ruan Bai's hair color and pupil color, and suddenly had an outrageous idea——

Could this... be a rabbit demon?