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

Ning Yu stared at the guinea fowl on the plate with a cold face, and did not move for a long time.

This scene was really weird, until Shen Fuqiao's legs were numb from squatting, Ning Yu slowly raised his hand, and tentatively poked the chicken on the plate.

"...Aren't you hungry?" Shen Fuqiao felt a little funny.

Ning Yu pursed his lips and frowned tightly: "I don't eat this kind of thing."

But he was very hungry, his lower abdomen was very obviously sunken, and his face was very ugly.Just now he was so hungry that he could even hold back his temper temporarily, and got out of the water to wait for the sinking bridge to make amends.

He said not to eat, but his eyes were glued to the grilled chicken on the plate. Shen Fuqiao felt strange, so he asked one more question: "Don't you like chicken?"

Ning Yu was so hungry that his body became weak, and he became even angrier when he heard Shen Fuqiao's words: "Who would spoil the chicken like this! Can this still be eaten?"

Shen Fuqiao didn't answer immediately, he stared at Ning Yu for a while, until Ning Yu was about to go crazy when he saw him, then he said slowly: "Yes, it's delicious, you might as well try it."

Ning Yu didn't believe it, grabbed a piece of chicken on the plate, and brought it to Shen Fuqiao's lips: "Test the poison."

Shen Fuqiao thought silently, this silly fish doesn't know how to use chopsticks.

Although the movement is a bit strange, it is not a big deal to eat like this.When he opened his lips, the tip of his tongue inevitably touched Ning Yu's sharp fingertips, but Shen Fuqiao didn't take it to heart.

"It's not poisonous, you can eat it at ease."

His voice was steady and soft, slowly flowing into Ning Yue's ears, always giving him an illusion of being cherished, and when he reacted, he felt that there was an indifference hidden in the aftertaste .

The fingertips were a little greasy, and the warm touch of the tip of the tongue still remained. Ning Yu unconsciously retracted his knuckles, and the question he asked seemed to have broken his defense: "...Why are you so kind to me?"

Shen Fuqiao was also taken aback for a moment, he hadn't thought about this question carefully, how good is it?It's just a matter of raising one's hand, so I just did it along the way, why bother to ask so solemnly?If you have to say why——

"I hope that your injury will heal soon, and you can go back to the place where you should go, without being trapped in the mountains."

Also give him a clean.

He didn't say the last sentence clearly, but the meaning was already very obvious. Ning Yu was not stupid, his eyes turned cold instantly, he answered in a low voice, and then turned his eyes away to concentrate on eating.

He has never eaten cooked meat, and he found it difficult to accept it when he first encountered it, but the more he ate it, the more he ate it, and finally ate five in a row, and he couldn't stand it until the sinking bridge. He was worried that his stomach could not accept it, so it was unbearable Stop it.

He doesn't know how to use chopsticks, so he directly eats with his hands. From Shen Fuqiao's point of view, there is a kind of wildness that does not match the appearance of Rongli, and it is surprisingly harmonious.

During this period, Shen Fuqiao had the desire to teach him how to use chopsticks countless times, but thinking about the fact that he would eventually return to the underwater world where the jungle preys on the weak, why would he spend time learning these things.Besides, his status is unusual, so I really shouldn't get too entangled with him.

... That's what I said, but the oil in my hands and the light in my mouth still have to be cleaned up by the floating bridge.Shen Fuqiao had no choice, he couldn't expect a fish to get up and go to the Yinquan to wash his hands and face, so he could only use a wet handkerchief to wipe off the greasy dirt for Ning Yu little by little.

Maybe it was because he was full of food and drink, so Ning Yu quietly leaned against the bathtub to take a nap, letting Shen Fuqiao hold his wrist and wipe it for him, but when he wiped his face for the last time, he half-opened his eyes, his hazy eyes were half sticky It landed on Shen Fuqiao's bony fingers without sticking.

After wiping, Shen Fuqiao tidied up the ground, got up to add some fuel to the oil lamp, picked up the wooden grid and went out.

He hadn't had dinner yet, but based on Ning Yu's food intake tonight, the chicken he bought wouldn't last long, so he simply boiled some porridge with wild vegetables, and sat at the door and ate it under the moonlight.

At his feet was a pot of grackle solution, soaking in the white cloth he cut out from the bottom of his underwear.

Ning Yue's wound couldn't be bandaged, it would only get worse in salt water, he didn't want to use shark cloth, and he had no choice but to follow him.

Grass Grass is also a very rare medicinal material, but it is like a weed that can be seen everywhere in this mountain.Its leaves are excellent in water resistance and have roughly the same effect on cloth, making them suitable for bandages.

It was dried in the evening wind all night, and before dawn the next morning, Shen Fuqiao got up early and put it away, still carrying it into the washroom on a wooden grid tray.

Ning Yu had already woken up when Shen Fuqiao got out of bed. He had a keen sense of hearing and could feel his approach without opening his eyes, but he didn't know why he came in so early.

Until he caught a whiff of herbs.

Shen Fuqiao sterilized the dagger and blew out the oil lamp. In the blink of an eye, Ning Yu's peaceful sleeping face was seen. He was leaning against the wall of the barrel, with his arms lying on the edge of the barrel, his head resting softly on it, and his long hair spread down. Covering half of her delicate face, she looked very cute and docile.

Shen Fuqiao only glanced at it, then looked away, knelt down by the bathtub, and called softly: "Ning Yu."

Ning Yu didn't respond, so he called out several times, but in the end he couldn't wake up.He would go up to the mountain to collect herbs later, and he didn't dare to use the knife rashly at this moment, so he could only try to wrap the bandage around the forearm treated last night.

Obviously waking him up at this time was the right thing to do, but Shen Fuqiao's movements were very light, as if he was afraid of disturbing him.The result of this was that he couldn't even pull out Ning Yu's forearm under his head.

Shen Fuqiao sighed helplessly, he could only raise Ning Yu's head with one hand, and tried to take out his forearm with the other hand.Although it succeeded in the end, Ning Yu didn't know what was going on, so he followed the strength of his hand and leaned into his arms.At this moment, Shen Fuqiao was holding Ning Yu's forearm with one hand and hanging in the air with the other, with a little more weight in his arms. He looked down, and his brain froze.

"Ning Yu?"

Are you still awake...

Shen Fuqiao was stunned for a while, and decided to ignore this small episode. He made up his mind, picked up a bandage from the tray, and wrapped it carefully.

He was so focused that he didn't notice that the merman in his arms opened his eyes at some point, watching his movements in a daze.Ning Yu gently sniffed the bitter smell of medicine from his hands and clothes, and felt relieved after a long absence.

So his voice was hoarse, and there was a hint of dependence in his voice that he didn't realize: "...the floating bridge."

Shen Fuqiao paused and breathed a sigh of relief: "Are you awake?"

"Ah."

He just responded without moving, and Shen Fuqiao had no choice but to remind him: "Can you sit up?"

Ning Yu was silent for a while, his voice was a little weak: "I haven't eaten, and I have no energy."

Shen Fuqiao was puzzled in his heart, the mermaids have too much appetite, they ate so much last night, did they consume it after sleeping...

But it's no big deal to let him lean on.

"I'll cook later, you woke up just in time, now I'll bandage you up." Shen Fuqiao explained, "Otherwise, the wound will get worse."

"Yes." Ning Yu replied softly.

Shen Fuqiao didn't know which tendon was wrong, but he actually felt that Ning Yu was a bit obedient today, his heart softened unconsciously, and his movements became softer.

When it was bandaged up to the waist, it was a bit difficult to sink the floating bridge.The water was up to his waist, but it was not realistic to pick him up and pour the water out first, or let him sit on the edge of the bucket by himself.

Just when he was in a dilemma, Ning Yu seemed to be aware of his difficulty, raised two bandaged forearms to hug his neck, and lifted his waist up from the water.

Shen Fuqiao was a little surprised, but soon realized that Ning Yu was cooperating with him.His movements were rarely messy. He should have wiped Ning Yu with cotton cloth first, but it turned into a snow-white bandage.

"Hurry up, I'm tired."

Ning Yu's voice was obviously cold, and when he heard Shen Fuqiao's ear, he breathed like blue, not like a cold mermaid at the bottom of the sea, but like a seductive spirit running out of the mountains.

Shen Fuqiao's hands paused, feeling that something was wrong with the atmosphere.Doesn't this silly fish like to play with his temper... How come he seems to be a different person today, he is obedient and soft, and cooperates everywhere?

But having said that, whether they deserve to cooperate or not is second to none. The question is... Are they so close?

Shen Fuqiao didn't want this posture to continue, so he treated his injury quickly, then picked up a bandage and wrapped it up. In the end, the length of the cloth was more than enough, Shen Fuqiao was a little confused, and tied a bow tie without paying attention.

"..."

Fortunately, it was behind, and Ning Yu couldn't see it.

"Okay." Shen Fuqiao let down Ning Yu's long hair and reminded him in a gentle voice.

Ning Yu didn't answer, Shen Fuqiao retracted the knife and relaxed, only to feel the body of the person in his arms trembling slightly.

...He suddenly realized that he thought Ning Yu was too powerful.Because of the influence of the original plot, he labeled him as the protagonist of Shuangwen as soon as he came up, and put him on the opposite side of himself, even forgetting that he would be afraid of pain and tremble.

What's more, at this time, he is just a stranded fish.

Shen Fuqiao felt compassion again, and raised his hand to pat Ning Yu's back to comfort him.

Ning Yu's hair is very long, dark red, curly like algae, loosely scattered behind her back, and feels surprisingly good to the touch.

"...Sinking the floating bridge."

Ning Yu called out sullenly.

"what happened?"

I don't know why, Shen Fuqiao is quite patient at the moment, waiting for him for a long time, even if he has not heard a response, he can't get angry.

Ning Yue's sharp ears were pressed against Shen Fuqiao's chin, as if he would be scratched if he tilted his head.Shen Fuqiao had to be careful when touching Ning Yu, because there were too many dangerous things on him, whether it was nails, ears, fangs, or those lake-blue eyes.

However, at this moment, Shen Fuqiao couldn't raise his vigilance. Ning Yu was too soft, and he just fell into his arms like this, with a pleasant smell of the sea on his body, and his hair was still itchy when rubbed against him.

He thought endlessly about the tiredness that Ning Yue complained just now, and after hesitating for a moment, he stretched out his arms and hugged his half-raised tail, so that he could borrow some strength.

As soon as he hugged her, Ning Yu shook slightly.The sharp claws were slowly retracted, and the round and beautiful nails grasped Shen Fuqiao's clothes.

Then Ning Yue's deep voice rang in Shen Fuqiao's ears, like asking for guilt, but also like teasing.

"Sinking the floating bridge... where do you put your hands?"