Wen Yu is a cheapskate.
Lance understood this.
After Lance said that he wanted to go back to the sea, Wen Yu immediately fell silent.
Then, he took a deep look at Lance, turned and left without saying a word.
Is this angry
Lance thought that if Wen Yu was angry, he would understand.
But he really had to make this matter clear to Wen Yu, otherwise if he wanted to leave in the future, Wen Yu wouldn't let him go, and then the two of them would fight and make a lot of blood.
"Wen Yu?"
Lance ran to Wen Yu's side and watched Wen Yu pick up the cleaning tool on the side without saying a word and clean it up. He tried to analyze the right and wrong with Wen Yu,
"Wen Yu, don't ignore me. I'm doing it for your own good. If I stay here, sooner or later you will be besieged by people like this morning... I don't want anything to happen to you."
Wen Yu snorted, it seemed that he didn't intend to respond to Lance.
"You are really naive."
Lance followed Wen Yu angrily, making an automatic follower with a small mouth. It's hard to imagine that Lance can talk like a human today.
"Whether you are unhappy or against it, you should at least say something."
Wen Yu still didn't look at it, but this time, he used the brush to scrub the swimming pool much harder.
Lance stared at the back of Wen Yu's head in dissatisfaction, and then muttered in a low voice:
"How come you are like that black-tailed mermaid, you have a cold war with me for no reason... You are both surnamed Wen."
Hearing this, Wen Yu's body stiffened.
Since Wen Yu didn't want to talk about this topic, Lance had no choice but to go up to the pool, stand on it, and say to Wen Yu:
"Forget it, since you are not happy now, let's talk about this topic after a while."
After speaking, Lance went back to the villa, and he was going to continue to sleep.
Wen Yu, who was cleaning up, stopped. He looked at Lance's back with complicated eyes.
Although he had made up his mind long ago that he would send Lance back to the sea, he was really uncomfortable being picked out by Lance in such a way.
Are you in a hurry to leave him then
However, when Lance consciously went back to sleep in the villa, Wen Yu couldn't help but seriously thought of another question—
Lance, why did he go to sleep on his bed so consciously
Half an hour later, while Lance was still in a drowsy sleep, he suddenly felt that his quilt was lifted, and then a person squeezed in.
Lance opened his eyes and took a look, only to find that it was Wen Yu who came in.
Wen Yu's body was still steamed, and it looked like he had just taken a shower before coming in again.
"Have you thought it through yet?"
Lance yawned, and while he was half asleep, he tried to look at Wen Yu and asked in a sticky voice.
While asking, Lance moved aside to make room for Wen Yu. He let Wen Yu come over, and the two of them whispered in the dark.
There were originally two pillows on the bed, Wen Yu and Lance each had one.
But Wen Yu insisted on squeezing over. He leaned on Lance's pillow, looked at Lance with his black eyes in the darkness, and said softly "hmm":
"You should go back."
Lance was stunned for a moment by Wen Yu's decisive answer, and then he regained his energy. After realizing that Wen Yu agreed with him to go back, he couldn't help smiling at Wen Yu, revealing a dimple.
He thought it would take a lot of work for him to convince Wen Yu to agree.
Unexpectedly, Wen Yu figured it out so quickly.
After that, the two were silent for a long time.
In the darkness, relying on his good eyesight, Lance unscrupulously looked at Wen Yu's appearance.
Well, the mermaid's sight is very good, humans shouldn't know he is looking, right
thought Lance.
The more he looked at Wen Yu, the more Lance felt that Wen Yu looked like Wenser.
This kind of likeness not only refers to the appearance of the facial features, but also refers to the inner likeness.
It's like Wenser's soul is now in the skin in front of him.
Lance was taken aback by his own judgment, and subconsciously wanted to curl up, and with such a movement, his foot accidentally touched Wen Yu's leg, but only slightly touched Wen Yu's leg bone, and Lance couldn't help but lighten up. Shout out:
"hiss-"
"What's wrong? Does your foot hurt?"
Wen Yu became nervous. He sat up all of a sudden, turned on the light, and then lifted the quilt. Under the dim light, he grabbed Lance's feet and kneaded them in his hands.
When Lance was a human, his feet were already considered the smallest among humans. He often worried about not being able to buy a suitable shoe size, but now that he has become a mermaid and changed his feet, he His feet... seem to have gotten a little smaller.
Now, Wen Yu could just wrap his feet around his feet with one hand.
The warm palm wrapped around the cold feet, the feeling was very comfortable, as if someone held his fish tail and combed it from head to toe.
Lance half raised his body. He leaned against the head of the bed and watched the man at the end of the bed wrap his feet and knead them. He didn't feel shy at all.
"Warm."
Lance moved his butt a few times, his feet were still in Wen Yu's hands, but when he approached Wen Yu, he almost rolled himself into a ball, approached Wen Yu, and asked curiously,
"Why are you so nice to me?"
If it was just to repay the life-saving grace at sea... To be honest, if the roles were reversed, Lance himself thought that he would not be able to do what Wen Yu did.
At this time, Wen Yu could see Lance just by looking up, and he was still holding Lance's foot in his hand.
"Because I like you."
The gentle tone was a little careless,
"And, it's for myself."
Lance:? ?
If you want to send him away, what is it for "myself"
"And you, why do you always want to go back to the sea?"
Wen Yu asked back,
"Aren't you a human? Logically speaking, shouldn't you like to be in human society?"
Lance opened his mouth, and suddenly remembered that at the beginning, he did tell Wen Yu that he was human, and Wen Yu promised to help find it.
"According to my research, I only know that you were once a 'victim' of the Queen Mary."
Wen Yu said unhurriedly, while pinching Lance's feet lightly and heavily in his hands, as if playing,
"Your parents received a donation in the later period, and they could have enjoyed their old age in peace, but then, a disease broke out on the earth... Your parents didn't make it through."
Hearing this, Lance's mood suddenly sank.
Although he knew for a long time that the disease had greatly reduced the population of the earth, but knowing this suddenly made Lance a little depressed.
"this is not your fault."
Wen Yu reached out and touched Lance's head.
Lance: "... Wen Yu, the hand you used to touch me just now touched my feet."
Wen Yu calmly withdrew his hand, and continued to play with Lance's two white and tender feet in his arms:
"You haven't stepped on the ground for a day."
Lance: "..."
"What's more, I don't dislike it. What do you dislike?"
Wen Yu asked puzzledly.
Lance was silent.
Damn, is it possible that Wen Yu is still a foot fetish
"Don't worry, it's just today."
Seeing Lance's disgusted face, Wen Yu was amused and annoyed,
"Tomorrow you ask me to pinch your feet, but I won't pinch them."
"tomorrow?"
Lance was bewildered.
After pinching his feet for a while to make sure that Xiaoyu's toe bones were not crooked and there was nothing strange about it, Wen Yu suddenly got up and threw Lance onto the bed.
Lance was startled, and quickly clamped Wen Yu's waist with his legs, trying to use his strength to prevent the problem from getting too close suddenly.
…but this seems to be counterproductive.
Because Lance forgot that he was wearing a nightgown.
Because he is used to being a mermaid, Lance still likes to be in a natural state. When wearing pajamas and pajamas, he feels too restrictive, so even though the nightgown in question is a bit too big for him, he still wears it.
But there was also a problem. As soon as Lance moved and clamped Wen Yu's waist with his legs, the most delicate skin on the inner side of his thighs was immediately shown in front of Wen Yu.
Moreover, this movement... the nightgown almost fell apart.
Wen Yu was made to chuckle a few times by Lance's action, then he lowered his head and explained to Lance:
"I have to give you a human identity."
Lance had already put his legs down from Wen Yu's waist, and he tried to bring his legs together, but this position was really not good at all.
Wen Yu reached out to Lance's waist, slowly uncovered the belt, stroked the fine scales on Lance's waist, and explained:
"This human identity will be my orderly."
orderly
What does it mean? Lance looked at Wen Yu suspiciously.
Taking advantage of Lance's distraction, Wen Yu slid his hand down little by little, and explained:
"It's just to take care of me."
Generally speaking, Wen Yu should have an orderly by his side, but Wen Yu has rejected them for a long time.
The reason is very simple, Wen Yu has no family and usually lives in a dormitory, so he doesn't need anyone to take care of him.
Rather than saying that the lab wants to have an orderly to take care of Wen Yu, it's better to say that the lab wants to get someone to monitor Wen Yu.
"I… "
Lance felt that he might not be able to take care of Wen Yu. He just wanted to say something when he felt that something was holding him back.
The thing was hot and pressed against the delicate skin of his inner thigh, making him "coax—" and his mind went blank.
Wen Yu moved a few times, kissed Lance on the cheek, and asked:
"My little orderly? In this situation, shouldn't you be helping your officer?"
A magnetic voice sounded in Lance's ears, he was dazed, and before he could say anything, Wen Yu pinched his knees and put his legs together, and then Wen Yu was like a clingy big cat, while There was a "gurgling" sound from the throat, rubbing back and forth.
So hot…
Lance couldn't help struggling, but when he was about to get up, he accidentally turned off the light on the bedside table, and the room suddenly became dark, leaving only the rapid breathing of the two of them.
"Lance? Last time I helped you..."
Wen Yu softly called Lance's name and asked,
"This time... I'll just rub it, okay?"
After finishing speaking, Wen Yu touched the scales on Lance's waist again.
Lance couldn't help opening his mouth, and let out a small mermaid hiss in the darkness.
"Then...then you...slow down."
Lance began to be very grateful that the room was dark at this time, and if the other party was a human being, he would not be able to see anything.
He stretched out his body and covered his eyes shyly. His two new legs were fair-skinned, as beautiful as the white fishtails when he was a mermaid.
Wen Yu lowered his head, he looked at the little fish in his arms, the brilliance flowed in his pure black eyes.
The room is not completely dark, the moonlight leaks in from the window, the little white fish is lying on the black bed at this moment, the whole body is like a pearl—
The pearl, which was forced out of the hard shell, timidly sacrificed itself to the sea god under the moonlight, exuding a lustrous luster.
…
Early the next morning, Lance held the trousers that Wen Yu handed over, hesitating a little.
Wen Yu said that since he wanted to be his orderly, he had to go on patrol with him.
So, he asked Carl to get a soldier uniform that Lance could wear.
"Your name is still Lance."
Wen Yu handed the uniform to Lance and explained, "You are replacing the identity of a missing soldier."
After Lance put on his jacket, he looked at the pants a little worried.
Because there are too many emergencies in the doomsday, for the entire army, the soldier is an extremely useful occupation, but the casualty rate is extremely high.
But even so, countless people enter the huge meat grinder of the army every year.
Therefore, the uniform of the soldier is a bit too rough for Lance.
Although the skin on the mermaid's legs is much stronger than that of the first day thanks to the mermaid's own strong physical fitness, but rubbing against such a rough fabric...
Lance touched the skin of his thigh that was still red, and couldn't help but glared at Wen Yu.
Wen Yu coughed, avoiding Lance's sight, and said:
"Today I just went to the rich area to see, not much walking."
"Ha ha."
Lancepi returned a sarcasm with a half-smile.
Wen Yu: "..."
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