When Mermaid Raising Dragons

There is nothing wrong at the moment, so it doesn't hurt to simply listen to music.So the wild wolf nodded: "Okay." At the same time, he raised his hand and took Asmodeus' hand off his forehead.

Asmodeus put one hand on the top of the bathtub on the left, grabbed the wall of the bathtub on the other side with the other hand, and leaned in front of the wild wolf: "Then I will sing? Do I really sing? Really? Later If you can't sing well, you can't blame me."

"It's up to you. Sing it or not." The idiot got too close, and the wild wolf ducked his head back and gave him a look at the same time.Unexpectedly, he just yawned, and the stare became a little weak.

"Are you sleepy? Do you still want to listen?" Asmodeus leaned on the bathtub, half of his body was bent down, and he was very close to the wild wolf, "Otherwise, don't wash it, I'll take you back sleep?"

The wild wolf pushed his face away hard, and couldn't help but yawned again. "Why so much nonsense." He leaned his head tiredly on his right hand, and his right elbow was propped on the top of the bathtub. He tilted his head and squinted at Asmodeus above him, "Give me your hand." Take it back."

Asmodeus shrank back obediently.But at the same time, the wolf's right arm was pulled out of the water.

The wolf frowned at him.I'm so annoying, what are you going to do?

Asmodeus quickly raised the towel: "Washing and singing at the same time, saving time?"

The wild wolf wanted to nod at first, but after thinking about it again, he felt something was wrong and sat up in confusion.

strangeness?When did I leave church?How did you leave?Why go back to the inn?

What happened to his injury?Now it looked like he wasn't injured at all.

More importantly, why would I ask him to scrub me?He took the initiative to strip me of my clothes and hasn't settled with him yet.

Fortunately, Asmodeus sang loudly in time, and the focus of the wild wolf's condensed sight slowly lost again.

Tonight, he was very confused, and he didn't have much energy to talk about many things.forget it.Listen to the song first, if you have other questions, let's talk about it tomorrow.

The wild wolf lay back again.

The melody of the song caught the wolf's heart almost as soon as it sounded.

The wild wolf is very sure that he likes this song.When Asmodeus hummed softly and let him hear it, he was already attracted by this song.Now that she is singing louder, this affirmation has also become more certain.Moreover, he already understood the reason behind this.

The reason why he likes this song is because there is sea in the song.

The wolf doesn't even need to close its eyes to feel the sea breeze blowing, the warm sun, and the vast and boundless sea.

After listening for a long time, his consciousness gradually became blurred, and a strange illusion appeared in his mind.He actually felt that he was floating among the floating clouds above the heavens, and at the same time was swimming in the deep sea thousands of miles below.

He felt completely free.

and wanton indulgence.

The wild wolf felt as if he was drunk, but at the climax, the singing stopped suddenly, and the cruel gravity dragged the wolf back to the ground, and he was forced to return to this cold and narrow room.

The blue sea disappeared.The wolf opened his eyes and was disappointed to see the extremely narrow bathtub.The bathtub was so small that he couldn't even fully spread out his limbs, so he could only sit in it curled up with his legs wronged.

The wild wolf was upset and wanted Asmodeus to continue singing, but then he was surprised to find that Asmodeus had disappeared!

The wild wolf sat up vigilantly, but the next second, he noticed the hands on his shoulders.

When did he sit behind me?The wild wolf turned its head back in confusion, but just halfway through the turn, Asmodeus snapped it back.

"Don't turn around, how can I work like this?" Asmodeus actually had the guts to speak to him in a complaining tone.

The wolf was astonished and forgot to be angry: "Why are you sitting behind me?"

"Of course I'm wiping your back." Asmodeus answered him confidently.

The wild wolf felt inexplicable: "When did I ask you to wipe my back?"

Asmodeus replied aggrievedly: "Didn't you tell me to either not do it or do it to the best of my ability?"

"Does this have anything to do with you wiping my back?"

"Of course it matters!"

"what is the relationship?"

"How come it doesn't matter!?"

"So, where does it matter?"

"Then tell me, it doesn't matter where it is!!!"

"It doesn't matter where it is!"

"Obviously no matter where it is, it's all related!!!"

The wolf glared at Asmodeus.

Asmodeus stared at him unwillingly backing away.

The two of you stared at me, I stared at you, their round eyeballs faced each other, and then the wild wolf stared at each other, eyes sour...

Dry eyes are uncomfortable, and the wild wolf blinked reflexively.

Asmodeus, who had been holding on tightly without blinking his eyes, immediately raised his hand cheerfully, making a victory gesture: "I won!"

Wild Wolf: "..."

What the fuck do you win.When did it become a staring contest! ?I do not know how.

The wild wolf clutched his forehead weakly.

Oh no, such an idiotic conversation must not have been made by me.

Asmodeus' idiot appeal is so strong that I'm actually in sync with his mind.

(Erkang hand.jpg) Mr. IQ, don’t go offline so willfully———

However, Asmodeus still refused to stop, making too much noise, "Win, win, win!" Winning Wolf's temple kept beating.

"shut up!"

"Close it. Anyway..." Asmodeus pinched the wolf's slender waist triumphantly, "Anyway, you want me to rub my back."

The waist is the sensitive area of ​​the wolf, and when he pinched it suddenly, the wolf was so itchy that the whole body was bent into a shrimp, and the mouth laughed uncontrollably.

Asmodeus gave a "huh" and thought it was funny, he stretched out both hands desperately, tickling the wolf at the same time.

As expected, tragedy struck him right away. Not to mention being slapped as a matter of course, the fiercely struggling wild wolf was doused in water, and the newly changed clothes were soaked again.

The wild wolf gasped heavily, tried to calm himself down, then grabbed the troublesome salty pig's hand on his waist, pinched his wrists tightly, threw it out of the bathtub angrily, and rewarded him with a concise word: "Get lost! "

"Why? Why?" Asmodeus pouted and looked at him aggrievedly, "You promised me, why go back on it!?"

The wild wolf was angry: "When did I promise you!?"

Asmodeus blinked his innocent big eyes: "Just now."

The wild wolf was furious: "When was it just now!!!"

Asmodeus pouted: "Just now."

"What minutes, seconds, and seconds!? Which words and words I said promised you!? Give evidence if you have the ability!"

Under the roar of the wild wolf, Asmodeus looked away little by little: "Anyway, it was... just now."

The wild wolf was going to piss him off.Talking to this kind of person will never be clear, forget it, don't wash, go back to sleep.

The wild wolf has now recognized it, this is the inn where they live.And here is the room of Asmodeus, and his room is next door.

"Why did you wake up suddenly? Wait, where are you going? Hey! You haven't finished washing yet." Panicked, Asmodeus rushed over.

The wild wolf had already stepped out of the bathtub and stood on the floor, dripping water all over his body, shivering for a while, but he didn't notice it for a while, and was intercepted by Asmodeus again, his feet were off the ground, and he was forced to fight Seeing his own strength, Asmodeus forced him back into the bathtub.

The wild wolf must be unwilling. As soon as Asmodeus let go of his hand, he rushed out.Asmodeus made him cry: "Please don't run away, can you!? You have to soak for at least another half an hour, or your body will not be able to hold on."

Neuropathy.Not sure what the hell you're talking about. "Get out of the way! I know my body."

The wolf pulled the cloak around himself, suppressing the strange impulse of the body at the same time.

He had goosebumps all over his body when Asmodeus hugged him. It was itchy and numb, which made his whole body feel weird.The body feels so weird.Forget it, I must be too tired today.

Inadvertently, he looked up at the mirror again.

The scary blood man in the mirror took the same pose as him.

The wild wolf was silent for a moment, and moved its right foot a little.

The horrible blood man in the mirror also moved his right foot, no matter the angle or the distance, it was exactly the same as his.

The wild wolf made a few more moves, but no matter what he did, the terrifying blood man on the other side of the mirror would always pose in the same pose as him.

The only difference is their expressions.The wild wolf is expressionless, but in the mirror, he smiles like an innocent child.

Wearing other people's blood, but smiling purely like an angel.

gross.

The wolf's pupils shrank suddenly, and suddenly he couldn't control his body impulse anymore, he punched the mirror hard, and the people in the mirror suddenly turned into countless fragments and fell down one after another.

Asmodeus startled him, and rushed over to grab his hand: "Does it hurt!?" The wild wolf's palm was covered with shards of glass.

The wild wolf seemed to be completely incapable of feeling his body, and looked at him blankly like a stone.

It wasn't until the warm water submerged his body again that the stagnant eyeballs flickered, and he came back to his senses.

He lowered his head and found that the back of his hand was intact.

The memory is interrupted a little.

However, he guessed that Asmodeus should have pulled out the mirror shards for him and given him a simple treatment.

Something is wrong with me today.Something is really wrong.

The wild wolf pressed his forehead with a headache.

As for Asmodeus, as if nothing had happened, he happily trampled on the smooth, tender and white back of the wild wolf, while continuing to hum the song just now.

Well, whether it’s right or wrong, it’s always a pleasure to listen to music anyway.

"Has your hair grown a little longer?" Asmodeus brushed his fingers over the back of his neck, and threw all the long hair down his left shoulder. "Here, here you are."

"I didn't pay attention." The wild wolf was stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses, and with his right hand back, he grabbed his hair in front of his chest, "Don't keep the lyrics in your mouth, speak clearly."

Last time, when Asmodeus hummed softly in his throat, the lyrics were indistinct.As if holding an egg in his mouth, the melody is very moving, but it is unclear what the specific content of the song is.

"I'm not a professional. It's good if I don't lose my tune. Besides, bard singers are charged for singing. You didn't reward me with a copper coin. You still hate me if I work for you for free. The world There is no such thing as you."

Even if he didn't look back, the wild wolf could still guess that Asmodeus was pouting and slightly aggrieved when he said this.

The wild wolf couldn't help feeling a little funny: "I didn't propose it. You took the initiative to sing, why are you talking so much nonsense?" He turned around, raised his hand, and flicked the water on Asmodeus' face, "Sing quickly .”

Asmodeus wiped the water off his face angrily, grinned at the wolf with a threatening expression, then gave the wolf another stare, retracted obediently, and opened his mouth to sing.

In fact, Asmodeus' evaluation of himself is quite impressive.

His singing voice, if it can barely be squeezed into the category of "audible" in the ears of professional musicians, it will never reach the level of "nice" anyway. If you want to describe him as "beautiful", then Professional singers are probably about to laugh.

However, Wild Wolf feels that the song cannot be analyzed only from the level of skill.Whether a song is good or not, in addition to technical level, emotion is a more important influencing factor.

The same song can be sung by different people with completely different feelings.

Asmodeus's voice didn't match the fineness at all. If he wanted to sing, it would be wanton, bold, and rough.In addition, the voice line is lower than ordinary people. In the quiet night, there is a very special rhythm, magnetic and sexy.It seems that he is whispering in your ear, while you are blushing, you can't help but yearn for the free world he described.

While singing, Asmodeus pinched the wolf's shoulder and began to massage him.The wild wolf's tense back relaxed little by little, and his body softened slowly. He leaned against the bathtub wall and listened to the song with his eyes closed.

This time, the wild wolf finally heard the lyrics clearly.

He had thought it was an adventure song for sailors.

But what he never expected was:

It turned out to be a love song!