The cannon fodder owner dressed as the King of the Merman [Transmigration Book]

Shen Fuqiao didn't know how things suddenly became like this.

Obviously it was fine just now.

It's impossible for him to leave Ning Yu alone - the fish is his own now, and he will be responsible for whether it gets cold or hot, let alone in the current situation, there is no way to throw him away from his arms.

Shen Fuqiao sighed silently, supported his head with the palm of his hand, so that the posture of gazing up would not be so tiring.

"Is Ah Ning suffering from febrile disease? His face is so red."

With foggy eyes, Ning Yu leaned up and kissed his chin, and leaned against his arms softly, panting with his head leaning against his chest.

Shen Fuqiao had to realize.

He doesn't like those things very much, and it doesn't matter whether he does it or not.

But Ning Yu must replenish water and nutrition first.

He lifted Ning Yu's fair and slender fingers, the slightly pinkish joints looked very beautiful, but the skin was not as soft and elastic as before, and slight wrinkles could be found upon closer inspection.

Ning Yu was a little dehydrated after the mischief just now.

Shen Fuqiao pretended not to see Ning Yue's overly eager eyes, but simply hugged him, let his long crimson braids hang down in front of him, and tied the silk on him in a heartless manner.

No matter how Ning Yu rubbed and fumbled, he remained motionless, with the airs of Liu Xiahui.

However, it has faintly reached the bottom line of tolerance.

"Baby, didn't you say you want to serve soup? If you don't serve it, I will."

Shen Fuqiao grabbed Ning Yue's restless hand, carefully avoiding the bruise on his wrist, and said softly while rubbing his wrist bone.

"...Can I fill it up later?"

Shen Fuqiao was unmoved: "It will be cold later."

"I can reheat it with demon power."

Shen Fuqiao pondered for a moment when he heard the words, and suddenly said: "Then why didn't you use demon power on me?"

"..."

Ning Yu was dumbfounded for a moment, he couldn't think that Shen Fuqiao could still think about those things soberly at this time, after being dumbfounded, he exploded almost instantly, quite a bit angry from embarrassment.

"What is brother talking about? Is it possible that you still suspect that Aning has ulterior motives? It is obvious that Aning is suffering from doing that kind of thing, and brother is also enjoying himself, but now he turns his face and denies anyone. Do you want to ask a teacher here?"

Shen Fuqiao just asked one more question out of curiosity, and Ning Yu refuted it like this, which really made it hard for him not to have redundant thoughts.

Like a cat whose foot has been stepped on sorely, it barks its teeth and claws.

Cute is cute, but Pokémon Sun wouldn't like it if it wasn't honest.

"Aning."

Shen Fuqiao felt that the blood in his body had cooled down a bit. Now that he had identified Ning Yu, he was unwilling to make unnecessary suspicions for the rest of his extremely limited life.However, there are indeed many doubts today, and he felt that he had to ask clearly, otherwise, there would be a hidden problem, and there would be even more unreasonable suffering.

"Do you recognize the person who arrested you today?"

Ning Yu's eyes darkened slightly, and the short hair on his forehead covered his expression, making it difficult to see clearly from the angle of Shen Fuqiao.

"Brother simply tied me up and tortured me. Aning was afraid of pain or not, and my brother avoided talking about it. He just asked me if I knew the person who arrested me." Ning Yue's voice was cold and muffled, as if he was lying down. As if he would cry in a moment, "Brother, why don't you just ask if I'm here with outsiders to trick you! Since you don't believe me, why bother to hug me?!"

Shen Fuqiao never thought that his words could be misinterpreted by Ning Yu like this, and he didn't know where to start to clarify and explain, so he froze and shut down.

Before he could figure out how to coax him, Ning Yu lowered his eyes and spoke again.

"In that case, you might as well send me back to the South China Sea."

"……What did you say?"

Shen Fuqiao's heart seemed to be clenched in an instant, it was painful and numb, Ning Yu's hand was still held firmly in his palm, the cool temperature came over, and the inescapable sense of emptiness gradually enveloped him again .

When he realized it, his hand was already around Ning Yu's throat.

Ning Yu's throat, which is full of traces of himself.

There was a faint beating on the side of the neck, accompanied by the obvious vibration in the vocal cords when Ning Yue spoke in a deep voice, it was transmitted to his knuckles at the same frequency, and spread along the blood to the heart and brain.

It seems that only in this way can you feel that the person in your arms is alive, truly belongs to him, and can be left behind.

He placed his chin on Ning Yu's shoulder, put his other hand around his waist, and pressed his legs to hold him firmly in his arms. It was a compulsory action that could not be escaped or resisted.

Ning Yu's waist is very narrow, obviously he has seen it well, but every time he hugs her, he still can't help feeling emotional.

Shen Fuqiao's embrace became tighter and tighter, making Ning Yue a little painful.

But there was an imperceptible smile on the corner of his lips, which was quickly covered up again.

"A-Ning, can you calm down--I don't like vexatious lovers."

"Don't call me Aning."

Shen Fuqiao turned his head to look at Ning Yu's angry expression, the reddish eye ends and the tight lip line, and he reached out and kneaded it in a strange way, not lightly, until the soft lips were rubbed red, and then he closed his eyes. hands.

He was actually excited by Ning Yu's unbearable expression.

Crazy... crazy.

"Then what do I call you?" Shen Fuqiao resisted the palpitations, gently sniffed the breath of the sea tide on the side of Ning Yue's neck, and said softly, "Wife?"

"...Are you scolding me?" Ning Yu was in a hurry, and stepped on Shen Fuqiao's calf, "How old am I!"

Ning Yu didn't wear shoes, and even wearing socks was given up by Shen Fuqiao because his feet were too sensitive. At this moment, he stepped up lightly, and he didn't know if he was angry...or something else.

Shen Fuqiao's eyes darkened, and after a while of silence, he slowly let go of Ning Yu, and moved away from him a little: "That's what the lady meant."

Ning Yu was not very happy when he noticed his movements, but when he heard his explanation, he suddenly became excited again.

Before he could open his mouth, Shen Fuqiao presciently blocked his lips, tasted it, and left Ning Yuqian in a daze.

"Are you still making trouble?" Shen Fuqiao couldn't do anything about him. After being disturbed by him, his initial thoughts were already in a mess. , I don't like it very much."

Ning Yu laughed angrily, but when he wanted to curse, Shen Fuqiao stopped his mouth again.

Ning Yu wilted as soon as he was kissed, and he held onto his forearm tightly, like clinging to a piece of driftwood in the vast ocean, relying on him wholeheartedly, and handing himself over without reservation.

Obviously stupid and cute.

What do you have any doubts about?

Anyone can become a monster... only Ning Yue can't.

He will always be the purest and most beautiful white swan.

Just getting dirty with myself...

As Shen Fuqiao thought this way, the pain and frenzy rushed wildly in his chest, disturbing his internal organs and making him restless.

Is it a sin or an honor to dirty a noble swan, should we mourn or laugh wildly, should we stop losses in time or make mistakes?

He could hardly tell the difference.

...

In the end, it was the soup served by the floating bridge.

The shark pearl powder had long been dissolved in the soup, and Ning Yu was not afraid of being discovered that he could pinch shark pearls.

Shen Fuqiao knew that Ning Yu was afraid of being hot, so he tried the temperature of the soup first, and after such a fuss just now, it was just cool enough for Ning Yu to drink.

"tasty?"

Sitting beside Shen Fuqiao, Ning Yu had bright blue eyes, and the irritability on his face was wiped away, and it seemed that he had been coaxed into submission.

As for why he wanted to coax, Shen Fuqiao hadn't figured it out until now.Obviously he hadn't done anything excessive, but he was led by the nose when Ning Yu made a fuss.

Shen Fuqiao sighed silently, put a spoon on his lips, and said in a warm voice, "Open your mouth."

Ning Yu narrowed his eyes, still not quite used to being ordered.

But he still pretended to be docile, and he put the spoon in his lips.

With a slight slip of his Adam's apple, he swallowed the soup.

Shen Fuqiao's heart moved slightly.

"It's delicious." Ning Yu smiled with his curved eyes, took the bowl from Shen Fuqiao, imitated Shen Fuqiao's movements, and fed him a spoonful of mushroom chicken soup, "Brother, open your mouth."

"Drink more if it tastes good, I'll serve another bowl." Shen Fuqiao held his wrist and took the spoon away, his tone seemed a little relieved, "A-Ning will think of my brother when eating, congratulations .”

Ning Yu heard his implication, and couldn't help but feel a little depressed: "A Ning obviously thinks about my brother every time."

"It's just a joke, but it's serious." Shen Fuqiao rubbed Ning Yu's swollen side face, and laughed hoarsely, "Why do we, Aning, like to sulk so much?"

"Because my brother is not a good person, I am only happy if I bully Ah Ning."

"A-Ning is so cute, how can you get by if you don't bully her?"

Ning Yu raised his eyebrows lightly, looking very satisfied with the misunderstanding of Shen Fuqiao's crookedness.

"Really..." He sighed inexplicably, and when he raised his eyes, he showed another shy expression, "Then how does brother plan to bully Aning?"

After all, Shen Fuqiao couldn't do that Liu Xiahui in front of Ning Yu, and lost his sense of proportion as soon as his blood surged, he reached out and stroked his eyebrows: "Is it okay to bully him anyway?"

Ning Yu followed his movements and rubbed against his fingertips, nodded while holding the porcelain bowl, looking very cute.

Shen Fuqiao has a sense of guilt that he is inferior to a beast.

"...Drink the soup first."

Ning Yu's face sank in an instant, his eyes were a little disappointed, and he looked reluctant.

"Most of the soup today is yours. I also made this stewed fish specially for you. The taste will change after reheating." Shen Fuqiao touched his ear fins and comforted him, "A-Ning, you also know that brother I'm not in good health, and I'm very tired from cooking, can I eat first and then talk about other things? Brother will do whatever you want after you finish eating, so just keep your temper now, okay?"

Ning Yu was silent for a moment, blinked slightly, stretched out his hand to cover the back of Shen Fuqiao's skinny hands and knuckles, and suddenly felt a sore throat: "Brother, teach Ah Ning to cook."

He paused, barely steadying his voice.

"Although Ah-Ning is always clumsy, Ah-Ning will study hard and let Ah-Ning take care of his brother in the future, okay?"

Shen Fuqiao didn't respond immediately, but quietly looked down at Ning Yue's clear eyes and slightly frowning eyebrows, his heart almost melted.

The author has something to say: Shen Fuqiao: Men are not bad, but wives don't love them. (bushi)

Ning Yu: Husband is right!

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