Diary of Raising a Mermaid

Chapter 88

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"Well."

Lance clutched his neck and woke up suddenly.

[Wake-up-come-eat-meal-]

When Lance woke up, he saw the little turtle squatting on his face, looking at him with a "kind" expression.

Lance was so frightened that he sat up all of a sudden, only to realize that it was already dawn.

Picking up the communicator and taking a look, Lance realized that it was only five o'clock in the morning.

"Where's Wenther?"

Lance looked at the top of the blanket, which was half empty, and realized that Winsor was gone.

[Back-to-sea-in-side-out-]

said the little turtle.

"Why do I think your eyes are so weird?"

Lance started to get up to pack his things, talking while packing.

The little turtle shook his head and left quietly without answering.

After Lance packed the blanket, he suddenly realized.

Isn't this the look in the eyes of CP

No wonder the little turtle looked at him so "kindly".

After tidying up the place to sleep, Lance saw a grilled fish that Wenser had left for him. Lance was sitting on the beach, eating the grilled fish, while trying to recall what dream he had last night.

It's a pity that Lance can only vaguely remember that this dream seems to be related to Wenser, and it was not very good. It almost scared him to death. Other than that, Lance can't remember anything.

Oh, if only Winsor was here.

Lance thought, maybe if you recall the memory with him, you can recall it.

Lance gnawed on the grilled fish and found that the inside of the grilled fish was still warm, which meant that Winsor hadn't been gone for long.

After eating the grilled fish, Lance sat on the beach, staring at the boundless sea in a daze.

He held the communicator in his hand, thinking about whether to speak to Wenser.

But he remembered that Wenser didn't want him to go ashore. If so, would Wenser be angry if he showed Wenser what was on the communication device

After eating the grilled fish, Lance started looking at the communicator again.

He re-watched what he had seen before.

At the same time, he was struggling with whether he should reply to the person who sent the text message.

However, before he could finish his entanglement, Lance was startled suddenly by a pearl falling from his feet.

The pearl was very big, as big as Lance's fist, and it was purple.

Lance touched the purple pearl with his foot, and after he really felt the cool and round touch of the pearl, he suddenly realized that it was true.

How come there are pearls all of a sudden

Lance raised his head and looked towards the sea, only to see several huge black tentacles coming out of the sea and shaking towards him.

Lance opened his mouth in surprise.

The black tentacles started to move, and under Lance's gaze, they stepped forward one by one, and each tentacle tip was wrapped with a pearl.

After a while, there were many pearls on the beach, big and small, piled up around Lance's feet.

Lance was very surprised at first, but at the end, he couldn't help laughing, smiling as he watched the tentacles pile these pearls at his feet:

"one two three four… "

After the black tentacles were busy for a while, they stopped.

After a while, one of the tentacles slowly descended, wrapped around the largest pearl, and handed it to Lance.

"thirty-one."

When this pearl was handed to Lance, Lance looked at the pearl in front of him and counted with a smile.

The thirty-first pearl.

At that time, the pearls he collected in the coral bones were thirty-one.

When it was inside the coral bone, the pearls were used to play "drop the ball" and block the "escape passage".

Lance was afraid that the tentacles would find him doing other things, and he was bored, so he counted the pearls every day when he was free, and every time he counted, there were thirty-one.

Lance felt that the largest one was the most valuable, so he gave that one a special treatment and took it into the sea anemone, sometimes as a pillow.

It's just that these pearls were all left in the coral bone after Lance left the coral bone.

Sometimes, when Lance thought about those pearls, he felt a little pity.

Unexpectedly, the black tentacles in front of him returned to the deep sea and picked up the pearls in the coral bones one by one.

"For me?"

asked Lance.

The tip of the black tentacle nodded, and then continued to pass the tip of the tentacle wrapped in pearls to Lance.

Lance's eyes widened with a smile.

Compared to when he was in the coral bone, enduring the fear all over his body and pretending to play "throwing the ball" with the tentacles, Lance has relaxed a lot this time.

Because he knew that this black tentacle was Wenser, and Wenser was trying to curry favor with Lance in his own way.

[Proposal-]

The little turtle came out of nowhere and roared hoarsely.

Lance was taken aback. He looked at the black tentacles in front of him, then at the little turtle, and his face turned red.

How should I put it, the black tentacles in front of me are really like a human being holding a diamond ring and proposing to someone he likes.

[Answer—Yes—He—]

The little turtle is still roaring.

After roaring, the little turtle retracted into its shell, and "Gululu" rolled away.

It's really considerate.

Doing so can not only warm up the relationship between Lance and Wenser, but also avoid embarrassment for Lance.

"This, how can this be considered a marriage proposal?"

Lance twisted his body, he said awkwardly to the black tentacles in front of him.

He didn't want Wenser to really understand what the little turtle said, and then make such a flamboyant marriage proposal like a human with a lot of fanfare.

That's fine.

Fortunately, the black tentacle didn't care that much, it just handed it forward, signaling Lance to take the pearl.

Lance looked at the tentacles in front of him, and finally stepped forward, carefully catching the pearls entangled by the tentacles.

The pearl was round and large, and was held in Lance's arms.

After the tentacle gave Lance the last pearl, he didn't leave.

Lance touched the pearl in his bosom, and asked the tentacles in front of him:

"What's wrong?"

He thought that the shot was just to give away pearls.

Naturally, the tentacle couldn't answer. It stretched towards Lance with a thin tip, shyly wrapped around Lance's wrist, and hooked Lance into the sea.

Is this asking him to go to sea

Lance was a little puzzled, but he agreed anyway.

He put the pearl in his bosom aside, took off his clothes, ran towards the tentacles happily, and then entered the sea.

After entering the sea, Lance turned into a mermaid again, with a white tail floating in the sea.

Lance followed the small tentacles around his wrist and slowly swam deeper into the ocean.

"Every time you become a tentacle, what does your body look like?"

Lance waggled his fishtail while looking at the little tentacles in front of him, curiously,

"Is it a giant octopus?"

Reminiscing that Winsor had split into a cute little octopus before, Lance couldn't help laughing.

Could it be that every time Wenser turned back into black tentacles, he squatted in the distance and extended the tentacles

The black tentacle seemed a little helpless about this question, it gently pushed Lance's forehead, and then pulled Lance to go deeper.

Lance didn't resist, he simply grabbed the tip of the tentacle and let the tentacle lead him away.

Finally, slowly, the tentacle brought Lance down slowly.

Until Lance saw a black mermaid, Winsor.

The black tentacles gradually became smaller, and finally turned into a black shadow, gradually disappearing into Wenser's body.

"Winser!"

Lance opened his hand towards Winsor.

Under the influence of the inertia of the tentacles, he continued to float towards Wenser.

When the white mermaid floated over, its gauze-like fish tail floated in the sea water.

Like a white lotus, Lance slowly fell into Wenther's arms.

Winsor hugged Lance's waist, kissed Lance's forehead, and asked:

"understand?"

He showed it all.

"Know what?"

Lance shook his head and said deliberately,

"I don't understand, let me ask you, is that tentacle yours?"

Wenser didn't expect Lance to say that, he sighed, and finally realized that Lance was waiting for him to admit it himself.

Therefore, Wenser had no choice but to nod:

"Yes, I am that tentacle."

"So, what did you want to do to me in the first place?"

Lance continued to ask, because Lance was very proud of catching Winsor's small tail, and the white fish tail swept back and forth on the sea sand.

Winsor coughed lightly.

He says:

"The time should be up soon."

"What time?"

Lance froze for a moment, not knowing why he said this suddenly.

As a result, when he raised his head, he was stunned by the sight in front of him.

The place where Winsor brought him here was a coral group.

Colorful corals and sea anemones form one after another, floating in the shallow water with the current.

And now, as water temperatures rise in the ocean, countless corals and anemones are releasing their young.

Small white translucent dots floated away from their parent bodies and scattered with the ocean currents.

Soon, the whole ocean seemed to be snowing, and the sky was covered with white "little snowflakes".

"so beautiful."

Lance was immediately attracted by this scene, and he tried to reach out to touch the "snow scene" that belongs to the ocean.

Among the colorful corals, the white "snowflakes" are not as lonely as those on land, but instead reveal an incomparable vitality.

"Like it?"

Wenser asked. He noticed that Lance's tail was always sweeping happily, which showed that Lance was always excited.

"like."

After Lance watched for a while, he happily let go of Vensor and swam around in the sea, as if he was catching "snowflakes" in the water.

Seeing this scene, Wenser couldn't help being a little amused, and then heaved a sigh of relief.

He wanted to show Lance directly that he was the black tentacles who had tried to imprison him before, but he was afraid that Lance would be scared when he knew the truth, so he found such a place.

Under such "beautiful scenery", Wenser thought, Lance should not be afraid.

Indeed, Lance was so happy that he even forgot to keep asking Wenser, not caring that Wenser changed the subject again—

It's just that the beauty of "Snowflake" is so charming that Lance had such a great time playing in the water that he even forgot about Wenser.

After walking through the "snowflakes" in the sky for a while, Lance opened his mouth with great interest, taking a bite of "snowflakes".

Winsor: "..."

"It tastes like jelly."

Lance ate for a while, and he probably didn't have much energy, he finally swam to Wenser's side again, and concluded.

He smashed his mouth and said:

"It's kind of like a lychee."

"litchi?"

Wenser froze for a moment, his train of thought was unconsciously bent by Lance,

"What does lychee taste like?"

Winsor has always been in the ocean, he has never gone ashore;

And Wen Yu lived on the shore, but he was in the last days, and lychees were extinct in the last days, and he had never eaten lychees.

"You do not know?"

Lance tilted his head, and suddenly, under Wenser's sight, he kissed her.

Wenser froze for a moment, his whole body was stiff, allowing Lance to move.

Although Lance's actions were reckless, in fact, he was still very shy.

After kissing him, Lance only dared to bite Wenser's lower lip slowly, then timidly stuck the tip of his tongue in and licked it.

In this situation, if you don't take the initiative, it will be a waste of money.

Wenser couldn't help turning his back on the customer, and he gave a deep kiss all at once.

From Lance's mouth, he tasted a little bit of cool and sweet taste.

For a moment, Wenser was a little confused whether the taste in this kiss was the "snowflake" that Lance had eaten before, or Lance's own taste.

After kissing for a while, Lance suddenly ended the kiss on his own initiative.

He hiccups.

"What's wrong?"

Wenser touched Lance's waist. If he didn't feel wrong, he felt that Lance's body temperature was a little abnormal.

"I'm a little hot."

Lance let go of Wenser in a daze, he felt a little drunk,

"You...you smell so good."

Lance raised his head and looked at Wenser, his eyes were confused and his body temperature was gradually rising.

A little bit bad.

Because he was so happy, and the temperature in the ocean was just right, Lance couldn't help it.

He wants to court.

Lance has actually been suppressing himself since he came out of the nest, but now he can't help it when he releases his instincts.

Especially, here is the ocean.

Lance's mind was in a mess. He didn't know who he was or where he was. As long as he saw a certain figure in front of him now, his heart would be full of joy.

Under the guidance of nature, Lance couldn't help but began to swing the fish tail in front of Wenser, and he began to slowly swim around Wenser while humming the song of the mermaid.

Seeing the white mermaid swimming like a dance in front of him, Wenser was a little surprised.

Is this a surprise

Unexpectedly, after untying this knot, he could actually see Lance courting him.

For a moment, Wenser couldn't help feeling a little annoyed.

If only I had confessed earlier.

Lance didn't care how much Winsor struggled, seeing that Winsor didn't make any movements, Lance hummed louder and louder.

He swung his waist, his white gauze-like tail fin looming, and slowly approached Wenser.

When Lance opened his eyes again, he was kissing Winsor, the white fish tail was tightly intertwined with the black fish tail, and there was a soft sea anemone under his body.

There was still snowflakes all over the sky outside, Lance lay on his back, he looked at the twists and turns of the blue water outside, his heart was pounding, and he seemed to jump out of his throat with joy.

"looking at what?"

Winsor stopped, and he rubbed Lance's cheek.

"Looking at you."

Lance hugged Wenser, buried his head on Wenser's shoulder and neck, and stroked Wenser's back with his fingers as if confirming.

Very fragrant, really fragrant, why does it smell so good

Wenser hugged Lance's waist in response, touched his white hair with the other hand, inserted/inserted between the hair strands, and disturbed the roots of the hair. The two cuddled close and could hear each other's heartbeat.

"I'm a little hot."

Lance felt the heat in his abdomen, and it seemed that there was a heat gradually burning from there to the inside of his body. The heat rose, and it seemed to be reaching down to the tail of the fish.

The white fish tail tightened the tangled black fish tail more and more, and then quietly opened the delicate scales below, using the tender meat inside, rubbed the opponent's layers of slippery and firm abdominal scales.

The ventral scales are cold, which can reduce the heat a little bit.

It's all like this, how can I bear it

Winsor couldn't help laughing:

"Silly goose."

Male mermaids also have genital cavities, but because they are male, the genital cavities have already shrunk, but that doesn't mean they can't be used.

It's just a little lower, covered by scales.

After some soothing, Wenser took advantage of the moment when Lance tensed up and completely relaxed, Wenser drove straight in.

The tail of the fish was tightly attached to the abdomen, and the sudden foreign object startled Lance, and Lance hiccupped several times due to choking.

The tail fin immediately slapped Winser several times, directly expressing Lance's dissatisfaction, but Winsor didn't care.

Seeing that Wenser ignored him, Lance was so wronged that he cried directly:

"uncomfortable."

Little pearls floated out one by one and landed in the sea anemone.

"It will be fine in a while."

Winsor endured it very hard.

Afterwards, the black fish tail swayed lightly, and the scales stood up slightly from time to time, scraping the delicate soft/meat of the white fish tail on the edge, making it painful and itchy.

In the rippling water, Lance wanted to escape, but Yuwei didn't care. He and Yuwei seemed to be two individuals, and Yuwei didn't listen to him at all.

The white "snowflakes" outside are still floating, and they gradually flow into the distance with the ocean current.

Perhaps, not far away, they will land in a suitable place, and in that place, a piece of beautiful coral will eventually grow.

The author has something to say:

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Optimism is greater than sadness, 1 Yuehuai;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: silently 1 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!