Your eyes contain all the beauty of the world, and my eyes only contain you.
--LaCrosse.
If loving you is natural, then not loving you would be difficult to sleep.
--Lan Duoduo.
A shallow sea area.
Lan Duoduo stared at the colorful little conch in her hand and hesitated for a while. Finally, with a determined light flashing in her eyes, she raised her head and drank the banned drug in one gulp.
About ten minutes later, the drug began to take effect. Lan Duoduo's face turned pale. She quickly supported herself on the reef, moved her body with difficulty, and slowly moved to the beach.
Lan Duoduo lay on the beach, unable to exert any strength. Her blue fish tail felt as if it was ripped from the middle.
Lan Duoduo's lips turned pale from the pain, and sweat rolled down her forehead. She felt the fishtail of her lower body being cut apart bit by bit by the sharp weapon, and then sewn together inch by inch.
Her mouth slightly opened, and painful moans escaped from her mouth. The waves rushed onto the beach one after another, and when the last layer of waves receded, Lan Duoduo's heart-wrenching pain ended.
Lan Duoduo moved her body weakly and felt something different. She propped herself up and looked at her lower body, her eyes wide open in surprise.
In her lower body, the beautiful blue fish tail disappeared, replaced by a pair of slender white legs. A pair of human legs.
She actually had a pair of human legs. At this moment, Lan Duoduo was extremely excited.
She couldn't wait to get up from the beach and try to walk like a human.
However, at this moment, she was just like a human toddler, and Lan Duoduo was extremely uncomfortable with her current form.
Her small, delicate feet stepped on the fine sand, and after taking just two unsteady steps, she fell onto the beach.
The sand was very soft, but after falling down like this, Lan Duoduo couldn't help but fall and grimace.
After living under the sea for sixteen years, she had never experienced falling. So this is what it felt like.
It hurts and feels spicy.
She blew on her elbows and knees which were red from the fall, and simply sat down on the beach and refused to get up.
Of course, she didn't know that she was naked at this moment. There was no such concept in her mind.
Lan Duoduo slowly lifted her legs and looked at them carefully. These legs were very slender and white. She couldn't help but touch them with her hands. They were unusually smooth.
She also didn't know whether such a pair of legs would be considered beautiful in the eyes of humans.
At this time, a gentle sea breeze blew towards her, lifting Lan Duoduo's long golden seaweed hair. Her legs were gently kissed by the waves, feeling itchy. Lan Duoduo couldn't help but let out a silver bell-like laugh.
Under the soft white moonlight, a beautiful girl, naked, sat on the beach playing in the water. Her long golden seaweed hair hung obediently behind her, blocking most of the beautiful view behind her but unable to block her charming charm.
A good show is going on in the hotel by the sea.
Junyue walked into the hall with a chill and steady steps.
This hotel is owned by Junyue Company. The lobby had already been cleared out at this time, with only some of his men standing in various corners of the lobby.
As soon as he entered, he saw a group of men tied up and thrown to the ground.
In front of these men, there was a man in black casual clothes. This man looked somewhat similar to Jun Yue. This man was Jun Yue’s younger brother, Jun Yu.
As soon as they saw Jun Yue, the men lying on the ground rushed over. Jun Yu kicked one of them impatiently, and the man spit out blood and fell to the ground motionless.
Seeing this, the other men fell silent and dared not move.
"Brother, now you're here. These people are so weak. I haven't had enough fun yet." Jun Yu said dissatisfiedly.
The men still lying on the ground almost vomited blood when they heard these words.
He hadn't had enough fun yet, and they were almost ruined.
Ignoring his brother's complaints, Jun Yue walked over and lazily sat on the luxurious sofa in the hall. His long, straight legs were casually crossed, his fingers tapped lightly on the armrest of the sofa, and he looked indescribably evil.