The mermaid, who had been flapping her wings and struggling for the first time, finally stopped and, fearing that the man would abandon her, she quietly nestled into his arms.
Although the tail was very long, after it grew into legs, the silver-haired mermaid's body shape was no more than that of a human boy of sixteen or seventeen years old. Looking down at the small ball in his arms, Qi Rong sighed silently - her clothes were disheveled and her eyes were filled with tears. If you didn't know better, you would think he had done something to this little mermaid.
After spreading out the coat he had thrown on the ground, Qi Rong had to spend a lot of time convincing the other party to accept the idea of sitting next to the fire. Looking at the stupid mermaid who couldn't even straighten his back, Qi Rong hesitated for two seconds, and finally resigned himself to sitting beside her and serving as a cushion.
"Does it still hurt?" Raising his hand and rubbing his aching temple, Qi Rong tried his best to alleviate the sequelae caused by his excessive vigilance just now.
Shaking her head, the mermaid wiped away the tears in her eyes and looked curiously at her legs that had transformed from a fish tail.
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