The white silk robe Herbert was wearing became somewhat transparent because it was wet by the water. It stuck to his skin, outlining the contours of his undulating muscles and two places—
Oh shit!
Female condensation.
The introduction is the naked female Ning!
Family members, who understands!
I'm so angry, I encountered a sea monster!
I'm going to hang you in the little pink book of fantasy world!
Female hooligan!
"Wait! What are you looking at!?"
Herbert really couldn't hold it back this time. He subconsciously raised his hands to cover his body, quickly turned his body to the side, and looked back with a vigilant look.
I was just joking with you before, but you really wanted my body.
Ah Zhen, are you serious
Freme:
Is there finally a reaction from him
She saw Herbert's sudden reaction and her first reaction was that her singing finally worked on him.
But soon, Freme realized something was wrong from Herbert's actions and suspicious look.
He looks like... Huh!
"Wait! You misunderstood, that's not what I meant!"
The mermaid realized that her actions might lead to misunderstanding and kept shaking her head, trying to prove her innocence.
"I'm not peeking at your body! Really not!"
She had never felt so embarrassed in her life.
What on earth am I explaining...
But Herbert didn't believe it and snorted coldly, "You really didn't peek, you were watching openly! Your eyes are about to pop out of your head."
"I'm not, I didn't, don't talk nonsense!"
Freme waved her hands repeatedly. The "Peeping Tom" who was in the wrong was defeated again and again under the powerful attack of the victim, and she was about to cry with grievance.
What is this
But just after Freme raised the flag of surrender, Herbert suddenly changed his attitude and delivered a heavy punch.
"You didn't see it? Why not? You are so resistant, do you think my body is ugly? Are you looking down on me?"
Since you used female coagulation, don't blame me for counterattacking with male fist!
My friend, can you take this punch that takes twenty years of hard work
Freme, who had never seen such a scene before, was stunned by this punch that spanned dimensions.
Freme:
Look down on... what the hell
I don't look down on you!
I, I, I... Why am I explaining this to you
"wrong!"
Crash.
Fréme finally woke up after realizing the problem. She suddenly emerged from the water and interrupted the other party's spell casting:
“Stop, stop, stop!”
"Don't talk nonsense first! Tell me first, why are you okay?!"
"Hmm? What do you mean nothing?"
Herbert, feeling refreshed after boxing, blinked and tilted his head in confusion: "Is there something wrong with me?"
Just watch it.
I was just joking with you. I'm not really afraid that you would see it.
"Do you want to see more?"
As Herbert asked this, he made a generous gesture to take off his clothes.
"Hey hey hey! Don't take it off!"
Freyme closed her eyes, turned her head away, and shouted, "Didn't you hear me singing just now?"
"I heard it. Didn't I tell you from the beginning? So, what are you talking about?"
Herbert scratched his head in confusion, wondering what she was so excited about all this time. Thinking of the question he wanted to ask just now, he asked:
"By the way, why didn't you finish singing the last line of the song? Is there any special requirement?"
"You know the song, you really heard it..."
After getting this answer, Freme felt a little lost and slowly slid back into the water ball.
Gurgle gurgle.
He's really fine.
There are really people who are not affected by my [singing]...
Chapter 39: Rich and Generous Fleming (Please read on!)
"Are you really okay? Don't you feel uncomfortable?"
Freme still asked with some concern, fearing that Herbert might have some uncomfortable reaction.
"It's okay, really, please believe me!"
Herbert felt helpless after being asked such questions. He was in no mood to joke anymore and just raised the flag to surrender.
"Miss Freme, you've asked me for the thirteenth time. I really don't have it! If I did, I would definitely tell you."
Don't even mention telling you, I will definitely take advantage of the situation and blackmail you!
I asked you to give me a good pat on the tail... Ah! Why didn't I think of this just now
Loss.
It’s really a big loss!
But now that things have come to this, he can no longer shamelessly use this as an excuse to ask for benefits - why not
Herbert's face was tense, and he began to talk nonsense seriously: "No, I suddenly found that I was seriously injured, and I must touch your tail to heal it."
Face is really worthless.
This is true whether it is at work, in life, or in emotional communication.
"Yes, I have a terminal disease that requires me to touch Siren's Tail to survive."
After saying this, Herbert nodded seriously with a sad face, as if it was really true.
He doesn't care whether others believe it or not, he already believes it.
It’s true!
Freme:
"Huh?"
She was originally worried about gains and losses, but after a moment of silence she finally reacted. For some reason she felt the pressure relieved and burst out laughing.
"Haha, you little guy is so funny!"
She laughed so hard that she fell backwards and her tail slapped the waves.
Crash, crash!
After laughing for a long time, she rubbed the tears from the corners of her eyes and nodded at the boy who was holding back his expression.
"You must touch my tail, don't you?"
"Okay, I'll satisfy you."
Unexpectedly, she did not refuse, and she generously stretched her tail out of the water ball and put it directly in front of Herbert.
"Here, you can touch it, but don't go too far."
Um
Herbert looked at the colorful fish tail so close to him with his eyes wide open.
It really works!
She is so nice.
I don't know how generous Valentina is.
Since the tail was right in front of him, Herbert certainly would not be polite to her and gladly accepted the apology he deserved.
He wiped his hands on his clothes and then grabbed it directly.
slip.
This is the most intuitive first feeling.
It is very smooth and soft, and has a slight cool feeling, like touching a piece of slippery and cold jelly, or like touching a clear spring.
But the fish tail was unexpectedly dry, without any moisture left on it, as if there was a hydrophobic layer on the surface.
Wow.
The touch was gentle, and Herbert's expression became a little lazy.
So comfortable.
If you can hold this while sleeping, you will definitely have a comfortable sleep in the summer!
Whoosh—
But just as Herbert was about to study it more carefully and touch upwards to compare the texture, the fish tail suddenly pulled back.
"Ah, Tails ran away—"
He raised his hand and grasped weakly in the direction the tail was moving.
Come back soon~ I can't bear it alone~
Herbert pursed his lips and muttered unwillingly: "Why did you take it away? I haven't studied it carefully yet."
"No, no, don't touch me again this time."
Fremei's face flushed strangely, and she turned her head away shyly, muttering: "You, your method is so weird... It's so itchy!"
She actually didn't know why she agreed to this strange request, but she just felt that there seemed to be nothing wrong in letting him touch her.
After all, he might be the only special person in the world who could listen to his own singing without getting hurt.
But the moment Herbert really started to touch her, Freme regretted it.
That feeling is really... so strange.
He was clearly touching her tail, but it seemed like he was touching some other part of her body.
Touch gently, observe carefully, and slide lightly along every delicate line of the scales.
Rub, rub, rub on the smooth scales--rub--
! !
Those strange feelings made Freme feel itchy all over her body - itchy all over!!!
But it wasn't the kind of itch that was completely unbearable. It wasn't until it couldn't bear it anymore that it forced its tail back.