The Old Man and the Mermaid

Aigre lowered his body and gradually guided the kiss to a more intense direction.He knew that he had sunk into every movement and demeanor of Mr. Mermaid—this was the first time in more than 20 years that he had such impulsive emotions that could not be restrained at all.

But the kiss didn't last too long, because Aigre soon frowned because of the spicy and even a bit too irritating wine, and put his hands on Mr. Mermaid's shoulders, pushing him away a little After coughing for a while, he shook his head and asked, "What kind of wine is this?"

The mermaid swallowed the last remaining wine in her mouth, smiled and handed the bottle to Aigre.

Aigre reached out and took the wine bottle, squinted his eyes and adjusted the angle of the bottle to prevent the sunlight from directly shining on the water-soaked instruction paper and causing reflections, then looked carefully, and said helplessly: "This wine doesn't even have the certification mark of a regular brand...Mr. Yu, you should know that this inferior product is not good for your health? Where did you get it from?"

The mermaid didn't answer him immediately, but turned ashore, hiding her body in the shadow of the boulder, so as not to be stabbed by the too strong sunlight.After sitting down, Mr. Mermaid stretched out his finger and wrote on the ground: There are scattered money on the bottom of the sea, and I used them to go to the shop on the shore to exchange them.

Aigre looked at him with a complicated expression for a while, and finally couldn't help but said: "Mr. Yu...you really don't need to do what a tramp would do. I have enough savings, and I can still buy a few bottles of wine." started."

Mermaid: "..."

He raised his eyebrows, flicked his fish tail and tapped on Aigre's forehead.

But the kid was right, he had indeed picked up the money—and there was no police box in the sea where he could return the money that had been scattered in the sea.

...It does sound a lot like a homeless man picking up money in exchange for a meal.

Mr. Mermaid pondered for a while expressionlessly, but still felt that this statement was very inconsistent.

While he was thinking this way, Eigre had already been thrown onto the beach by him, and he couldn't help laughing out loud.

After staring at his unscrupulous appearance for a while, the mermaid finally laughed a couple of times along with him, shaking her head and no longer being obsessed with Aigre's jumping thoughts that would run out for a walk from time to time.

Although due to the discovery of Mr. Joel's body, most of the members of the security team are now gathered on the east coast, and other residents of the town are also at work. Only a few people will hang out outside, so basically no Someone might visit this sea area at this time, but Aigre still thinks it's better to be more cautious.

After all, the fisherman named Joel had just died in the sea, and his body seemed to be full of scars bitten by sea beasts. If someone saw a mysterious creature at this time—even if it was just a shadow, it would cause many unnecessary injuries. Trouble.

Aigre took the lead in trotting up the slope with the bottle of wine in hand, opened the gate of the lighthouse from the main entrance and walked in.The mermaid jumped in through the window one step ahead of him, and was already dealing with the remaining sea water and sand grains on her body.

He watched Aigre lock the door of the lighthouse again, then stared at the bottle of wine with a slight distaste and said, "This thing really doesn't taste very good, how did you think of trying it?"

The mermaid put down the towel, sat down at the table, took a pen and wrote on the paper: Stimulation.

"Really good wine is much more stimulating and wonderful than this taste." Aigre shook his head helplessly, paused for a moment, and said, "The next time I go to the market or the town, I will see if there is anything good Drinks. Although I can’t afford expensive wines, I’ve still drank some if it’s just ordinary varieties with good taste.”

On the way back, the mermaid probably guessed that Aigre would say this at this time, so she didn't seem too surprised now, she just nodded her head in agreement, and stopped making some small and meaningless pointless insistence.

Although Aigre said so, after frowning for a while, he opened the wine bottle again and took a sip. He continued to shake his head while drinking the poor-tasting wine, "Your bad taste is as bad as my grandfather's. They look alike enough, and it can be seen that they are people of about the same age.”

Mermaid: "..."

Do you wanna fight, boy?

"Before we start talking about business, let's settle some personal issues." Aigre put down the bottle, then looked at Mr. Mermaid with a serious expression, "Let's have a fight."

Mermaid: "..."

This is really not an ordinary tacit understanding.Mr. Mermaid raised his eyebrows. He could guess that this kid was complaining about his sudden dragging him into the sea just now, so after a slight smile, he nodded quickly to accept this challenge.

Aigre exhaled a long breath, stretched out his hand and wiped his wet hair, and stroked back all the redundant strands of hair that would easily affect his realization, and then, like every fight before, All the fragile furniture was put away.

He glanced at Mr. Mermaid, and then showed a rare polite smile - he hadn't shown such a polite expression for a long time, so when Mr. Mermaid saw his smile, he directly regarded it as provocative.

Aigre is not a weak girl or some big boy who has a handsome appearance but is actually powerless. He is very good at close combat, and is the best fighter Mr. Mermaid has seen so far A human being - of course there are many more powerful guys than him in the world, but for the mermaids who never easily contact humans, he is already strong enough.

So Mr. Mermaid didn't hesitate much, just let out a low laugh, put his hands on the ground quite simply, and quickly turned around and slapped Aigre's waist with his tail.

The length and strength of this fish tail have been taught by Eigre, so he will not underestimate Mr. Mermaid's attack this time, and he will not choose to hit it head-on, so he bowed slightly, because of the rush of time , could only roll around on the ground in an unattractive posture, and at the same time backed away, quickly picked up the remote control that controls the air conditioner from the table next to it, and threw it on the soft floor behind the sofa.

That thing is an important prop used to make the life of him and Mr. Mermaid better, and it cannot be accidentally injured or even damaged at this time.

While doing these actions, Aigre still kept his gaze firmly fixed on Mr. Mermaid's fish tail which had been re-coiled under its owner, guarding against this extremely lethal weapon attacking him again.

——The reason he wanted to fight with Mr. Mermaid this time was purely to get revenge on this guy for kidnapping him just now, so he couldn't be suppressed at will like the previous few times.

"brush--"

To Egre's surprise, Mr. Mermaid did not attack him immediately after retracting the fish tail, but picked up the papers that had been used by them on the table with his backhand.After smiling at Aigre, Mr. Mermaid directly threw the large stack of papers in his hand.

Aigre: "..."

...Mr. Fish, you should know that we are fighting, not teaching children to origami airplanes, right?

But he soon realized his mistake in judgment.While the papers blocked his sight, the mermaid approached him directly with the strength of its tail, and stretched out its hand to grab his shoulder.

Aigre subconsciously tilted his body backwards, but he only had time to avoid the mermaid's hand stretched out to him, but he couldn't escape the tail that swept over when Mr. Mermaid supported the floor with one hand.

Mr. Mermaid's fighting experience is indeed richer than him, and he is specially looking for his vital attacks. Although the force is very light, it will not hurt himself, but this kind of feeling that needs to be on guard at all times, Egre has not experienced it for a long time up.He had no choice but to make extra movements when he was retreating, so he had to lean back forcefully, and fell behind the sofa.

The mermaid looked at his dodging movements and still didn't make any sound, but she didn't show politeness to Aigre, and completely regarded him as a competitor worthy of being taken seriously.

Aigre probably guessed what he was thinking, and his expression became quite awkward.

... In terms of age alone, Mr. Mermaid's current behavior is simply bullying children.

While thinking about this, Aigre felt helpless for these enigmatic thoughts that kept popping up in his mind.

Of course, Mr. Mermaid didn't know what he was thinking right now. If he was clear, the fight wouldn't end so easily for a long time.

When the mermaid's tail swept towards him again, Aigre took a deep breath, and simply used a rather cunning method, holding the upper end of the mermaid's fin with both hands, intending to grab the fish that was too powerful first. Let's talk about the threatening tail.

But when he reached out to hold the upper end of the relatively thinner fin, his fingers accidentally slipped under the scales at the lowest end of the tail.One of the sharp scales directly scratched his unlucky thumb, but at the same time, he discovered something even more extraordinary - when his fingertips touched the layer of soft flesh under the scale, Mr. Mermaid was quite obvious. And he let out a dull gasp, and at the same time, his eyes became obviously not quite right.

Aigre: "..."

...This place is actually the hidden sensitive zone of mermaids, or mermaids.

Seeing Mr. Mermaid's obviously becoming more and more dangerous expression at this time, he froze for a moment, then couldn't help laughing, and continued to use his thumb to gently touch the layer of soft flesh Knead it on.

Mr. Mermaid originally planned to teach him a lesson, but when he saw the wound on Aigre's hand, his excited emotions inevitably calmed down.He couldn't help but watched Aigre's subtle expression when he held the tail of his tail, snorted, and simply raised the tail fin again, and gently rubbed against the side of Aigre's neck.

Aigre was thoroughly stimulated by the sudden movement of the mermaid.He obviously felt a tingling sensation on the side of his neck that was rubbed by the fish fin, which could not be ignored. This tactile sensation was directly sent to his mind, and after wandering around in his mind slowly, He rushed to the lower body again.

Aigre took a light breath, lowered his head and glanced at his lower body, deeply thinking that he was becoming more and more like a pervert.

Of course the mermaid noticed the changes in Aigre's body.In fact, he himself became a little excited because of Aigre's two stroking just now. The time when the lust comes is not something he can control if he wants to control it, so he wants to prevent Aigre from being injured. His poor fingers were traumatized again, and he withdrew his tail quite simply, then approached Aigre, and pushed him against the sofa again.

At this time, Aigre finally had the opportunity to look at his fingers—God knows how much he wanted to hug the gentleman in front of him directly, enjoy kisses and a series of more intimate behaviors, but Mr. Mermaid came from the sea after all, and was taken by a mermaid. If the scales of the skin are scratched, at least it needs to be disinfected.

Mr. Mermaid glanced at his headache expression, put away the slight smile on his face, then leaned over and kissed Aigre's neck and shoulders a few times.

Aigre's heartbeat stopped for a few seconds rather shamelessly - he could even feel the mermaid's thin and tough auricles sliding gently over his cheeks and the skin behind his ears, compared to the trees on trees in spring and summer. The flying catkins falling are even more unbearable.

He restrained his urge to continue to breathe, turned his head and kissed his Mr. Yu directly.

The mermaid accepted the passionate kiss quite willingly, but neither of them forgot the small wound on Aigre's hand and the real purpose of returning to the lighthouse together today, so after kissing each other for a few minutes, they were quite tacit and cooperative let go of each other.

Aigre glanced under him, and couldn't help but raised his uninjured hand to cover his eyes.

His sweetheart...his sweetheart is embracing him with such an intimate gesture, and they both reacted, but in such an atmosphere suitable for going straight to bed, there are still a lot of serious things waiting them.

This life is simply impossible.

Aigre alone calmed down the heat in his body and in his mind, and it took him a while to recover.Compared with him, Mr. Mermaid is obviously much more relaxed-his emotions and enthusiasm have probably been wiped out in the long river of time, so it is easier to calm himself down than other clansmen.

He quietly listened to Aigre's gradually steady breathing, and he stretched out his hand to rub his forehead twice until the young man was completely relaxed.

Aigre laughed a few times, opened his eyes again, lightly shook his injured hand, and sighed, "I really feel sorry for the prey you've been eyeing."

The mermaid raised her eyebrows and said, "You are also my prey—a special kind."

Aigre didn't understand these words immediately, but with the expression of Mr. Mermaid, he roughly guessed the meaning of these two sentences, so he put away his smile and asked slowly: "Mr. Fish, I actually I've wanted to ask for a long time, have you noticed when our relationship started to deteriorate?"

The mermaid looked at him and was silent for a moment before saying, "You were drunk that day."

As he spoke, he slowly stretched out his finger, pointing at the position below Aigre's waist.

Aigre: "..."

... we can never get over the subject of panties, can we?

He looked at Mr. Mermaid blankly for a while, and finally couldn't help but smiled at each other, then stood up and looked around, and found a spare medicine box in the cupboard.

"Although I have a good physique, things like bacterial infections are still unavoidable." Aigre sighed as he spoke, "I can understand you sometimes, Mr. Fish. The human body is indeed too fragile .”

As long as you know.Mr. Mermaid replied from the bottom of his heart.

After dealing with these matters, and then couldn't hold back the entanglement with the other party for a while, Aigre finally pulled out the chair and sat down in front of the dining table. At the same time, he took out some new papers from the drawer and handed them to Mr. Mermaid.

Before he could speak, Mr. Mermaid took the lead to quickly write down some of his findings on paper, and at the same time, he also told Eigre about the decision of the mermaid couple.

"Do they also hope to investigate this matter?" Aigre was a little surprised, but at the same time became more suspicious, "That means, there may indeed be other mermaid members near Dusk Island... right?"

Mr. Mermaid nodded, and wrote: This possibility cannot be ruled out, that girl has a very keen sense of smell, and rarely misidentifies the scent of her own race.

"Then can she tell which one of your clansmen that smell belongs to?" Aigre asked, "You mentioned it twice before, saying that the mermaid clansmen all know each other, right? "

The mermaid continued: Yes, but she doesn't know who the owner of that smell is, so she needs to investigate.

Aigre nodded slightly, and after a while of silence, he asked again: "Your tracking speed and method should be quite powerful, right?"

The mermaid raised her eyebrows and didn't answer him.

Aigre Quan regarded this as a kind of default, touched his chin twice, and tapped the table with the back of his hand, "I have an idea, but I think it from the perspective of science fiction mystery novels, what do you think?" Do you listen?"

Mermaid: "..."

There is no science fiction mystery novel that is more terrifying than your imagination, my Eigre.Mr. Mermaid slandered helplessly, but still nodded his head quite cooperatively.