Diary of Raising a Mermaid

Chapter 13

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"Didn't I forget you?"

So, even if all my previous efforts are in vain, I will come back.

This sentence is the best love words.

Even if Lance didn't realize how damaging this sentence was.

Wenser stared blankly at Lance. After a long time, he seemed to come back to his senses, looking at Lance with gentle eyes:

"You came back because of me?"

"Yup."

Lance's rough nerves didn't even know that he had unintentionally teased Wenser, he pushed Wenser to the side of the pile of pearls, and whispered to Wenser,

"I dug up the soil below, so I can get out from below."

Wenser's expression was indescribable: "You let me drill this?"

Lance tilted his head, looked at Wenser's figure, and suddenly realized:

"The hole is a little smaller, you wait, I'll dig it out."

After speaking, Lance flicked Winsor away with his tail, and he slid in a fish happily, starting to make the hole he had just dug bigger.

Winsor: "..."

He looked at the little white fish tail floating outside the hole, amused and annoyed.

What's so annoying is that his little fish is always so wicked;

What's funny is that his little fish have escaped, but they want to come back.

Winsor sighed.

In a trance, he seemed to understand something...

His thoughts towards Xiaoyu were indeed impure at the beginning, he wanted to imprison Xiaoyu, and let Xiaoyu's every frown and smile be for him;

However, after these few days of contact, he felt that he seemed to be the one "captured" by Lance.

The soul is already firmly attached to Lance, when the time comes, what will sex be

There was a smile in Wenser's eyes, and with a last thought, the tentacles outside disappeared.

However, out of a little bit of revenge, Wenser deliberately didn't call Lance. He left leisurely, sat on the sea anemone, and looked at the "escape hole" where the white tail fin swayed.

After half an hour, Lance came out of the cave in disgrace.

Both of his hands were covered with black soil, and the white scales on his abdomen were also rubbed and dirty, but at this moment he couldn't take care of it anymore.

Lance swam to Wenser with an excited face, and said:

"I'm done, let's go now."

Wenser slowly wiped off the sea mud stuck to Lance's face with his hands, then reached out and wiped off the mud on Lance's hands little by little, and then asked a fatal question:

"What about the tentacles outside?"

Lance choked instantly.

If he could still attract aggro with jellyfish before the tentacles, what about now

Lance's spirit suddenly withered.

Wenser secretly smiled inwardly.

He just wanted to hit Xiao Yu deliberately so that he wouldn't be so complacent.

"Well, I'll be the bait."

Lance thought for a while, and he thought that whether it was sea monsters or tentacles, he seemed to be more interested in him, so he thought, let him swim out first, so as to attract the tentacles, and then let Wenser take advantage of the absence of the tentacles. , swim out.

Wenser was taken aback, and asked:

"how about you?"

Lance wrinkled his face and responded:

"It should be... It's okay."

Why is it so good

Why is his little fish so good

Wenser felt that his heart was about to melt, and he began to believe that it was fate that brought them together.

The heart that had been immobile for thousands of years was finally lifted, and he was extremely thankful that the decision he made back then was right.

"You are a gift from God to me."

Winsor held Lance's face tenderly, murmured these words, and then moved, he kissed Lance lightly.

Lance:? !

"You, what are you doing?"

Lance was frightened, he stared at Winsor.

Wenser patted Lance's head, suddenly feeling a little sad again.

His little fish seems to be too shy and too direct in his actions, which can easily scare him.

Therefore, Winsor pretended to be innocent:

"Express my gratitude."

"Is this how the mermaid expresses gratitude?"

"right."

Winsor admitted shamelessly.

Anyway, there is no proof of death.

Lance touched his lips, took a step back, and his ear fins collapsed:

"Don't do this in the future, you can't kiss me casually."

"it is good."

Winsor replied dotingly.

After finishing all these things, Lance is still depressed, and he has already written his last words:

"Winser, I'm going to be a bait... After you go out, remember to swim as far as possible, don't come back..."

The pink bubbles disappeared all of a sudden.

Winsor interrupted Lance, who was about to feel sorry for himself, with a blank expression, and calmly pointed to it and said:

"The tentacles are gone."

"how is this possible?"

Lance didn't think the tentacles would disappear for no reason, he retorted automatically.

But for Lance, Winsor probably wouldn't lie to him.

After hesitating for a moment, Lance swam around the coral bone and found that the tentacles entangled outside were really gone.

After wondering for a moment, Lance greeted Wenser and said:

"I'll go out and have a look."

Winsor thought this sentence meant that Lance would swim to the top of the coral bone to see if there were any tentacles nearby;

Unexpectedly, in front of him, Lance "sneaked" like a loach, got out of the hole he just dug, and then wandered vigilantly outside.

Winsor: "..."

His little fish is really delicate and soft. How did Lance get out of such a small hole

I don't know whether Lance should be cautious or not. After Lance drilled out, he slowly swam around the outside of the coral bone, and after confirming that no tentacles popped out suddenly, he went out of the hole he dug again. , drilled back.

Lance said to Winsor seriously:

"There are really no more tentacles outside, let's go."

After speaking, he prepared to drill out of the hole again.

Now, Wenser couldn't stand it anymore, he was speechless, and when Lance bent down to drill, he grabbed Lance.

Under Lance's puzzled gaze, Wenser pointed to the top of the two of them and made an opinion:

"Can't we just swim out from above?"

Lance: "..."

He forgot!

"You follow me."

Lance arranged, "Wait for me to go out first to see if there is anything wrong. If there is nothing wrong, you can come out again."

Winsor laughed: "Okay, okay."

After confirming the battle plan, Lance headed upstream first.

He walked slowly and silently through the fish school above the coral bone, lying on the top for a while, and after confirming that there were really no tentacles, he was about to go back and tell Winsor that it was okay, but turned his head—

"When did you follow?"

Lance was taken aback by Winsor's sudden appearance beside him.

Winsor patted Lance's head and said with a smile:

"I've been following you all along."

He paused, his black pupils darkened, and said:

"Don't think of me as vulnerable, I should protect you."

Lance cocked his tail and nodded.

In fact, it is all human thinking that is at work.

Lance has always been a self-proclaimed person, thinking that human IQ is higher than all fish in the ocean, so he naturally thinks that Wenser is not as good as him.

However, in fact, in pure nature, human beings are powerless, and they are the most vulnerable.

Lance remembered that his swimming skills, even the skills of making sound waves, were taught by the other party. For some reason, he felt a little lost and sad.

However, Lance didn't express these complicated emotions. Instead, he swam out of the coral bone with Wenser, away from the place where it all started.

In front of Lance's eyes, the deep sea finally revealed its true colors.

On the dark seabed, there are all kinds of small fish with strange shapes, and there are stars that light up from time to time.

All this interested Lance greatly.

"What's that? Is it food?"

Lance saw a blue flame flickering in the distance, flicked his tail, and swam over there.

This blue flame was much bigger than the small fish in the coral bone, and in Lance's eyes, he naturally thought that the flame was a big fish that was much bigger than the small fish.

It happened that Lance was hungry, recalling the fruit-flavored fish fillet inside the coral bone, the saliva in his mouth flooded, and Lance jumped over without Winsor not paying attention.

"Lance!"

When Wenser saw that Lance's target was the blue flame in the distance, he took a closer look, was shocked, and quickly chased after him, grabbing Lance's tail,

"do not go!"

At that time, Lance's face was only half a meter away from the blue flame.

And with a little effort, Lance saw clearly that it was a huge octopus with a blue ring.

Can the blue-ringed octopus go deep into the sea

Lance pondered the question hesitantly.

He had no idea that as long as half a meter away, he would be poisoned to death.

The mutated blue-ringed octopus was also taken aback, it was ready to prey, but when a pressure came, it immediately froze in fright, sprayed a jet of black ink in the direction of Lance, and ran away .

Winsor frowned, pulled Lance back, and scolded:

"Don't touch it casually, do you want to be poisoned to death?"

Lance knew he was wrong, so he didn't dare to refute. He only dared to explain weakly:

"I thought it was food."

Hearing this, Wenser couldn't laugh or cry.

Did he raise a silly white sweet fish

In desperation, Wenser caught a few fish and fed them to Lance, filling Lance's stomach for the time being.

After experiencing this incident, Lance became more honest. He swam in the sea with Wenser and asked at the same time:

"Winser, can we go to the shallow sea?"

Winsor turned around and glanced at him:

"Isn't the deep sea bad?"

"It's cold and dark."

Lance replied seriously, "Let's go to the shallow sea, it's warm in the shallow sea, I like it."

He paused, and asked anxiously:

"Can we go to Sunset Bay? I heard about it from the jellyfish, and I want to go."

Lance didn't dare to tell Winsor his real purpose, so he could only be vague.

He found that he was a little scared. The mermaid in front of him abandoned him after knowing that he was a human inside.

Wenser was silent for a moment. Even in the deep sea, his long black hair flowing in the sea was still like a ghost.

He stared at Lance for a while, and finally nodded slowly.

"thanks."

After receiving Winsor's affirmative answer, Lance narrowed his eyes happily. He subconsciously approached Winsor, brushed his long tail fin over Wenser's fish tail, and then passed Wenser with a flick of his tail, like a bullet. The same rushed forward.

While swimming, Lance was particularly proud:

"Winser, you are so slow, are you old?"

Winsor: "..."

His face is expressionless.

Winsor watched calmly as Lance swam past him to the front, but just when Lance was about to run away, it was not too big or too small, and the voice that Lance just heard said in a calm manner:

"Wrong direction."

The little white fish in front of him froze instantly. He turned his head and glared at Wenser.

Unhurriedly pointing in another direction, Winsor said:

"This way."

What's the use of swimming fast, what's the use of being young.

He is the lord here.

I want you to come back, if you circle around, you still have to swim back for me.

As a novice mermaid with a blind eye to the front, Lance has no right to say where he is going to swim.

Lance had no choice but to turn around and swim back to Wenser.

After such a toss, Lance's blood was cold because of his successful "prison escape", and his physical strength gradually weakened.

So Lance was completely stunned, with his head drooped, his fish tail swung silently, and followed behind Winsor.

The well-behaved Lance obviously pleased Wenser, which was rare for Wenser, and he couldn't hold back in front of Lance.

He looked at Lance and let out a short laugh:

"Ah."

Then he patted Lance's head.

Lance: "..."