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

Ning Yu's face was cool, just like his body, it was very comfortable to hold, and it was also comfortable to cling to.The two of them pressed their faces together quietly for a while, until Shen Fuqiao almost thought that Ning Yu had fallen asleep lying on his stomach, and then he gently rubbed his arms twice, separating their faces little by little.

The front of his clothes was grabbed by Ning Yu unconsciously, and the meticulous front was a little messy. Coupled with the bite marks left by Ning Yue, his usual quiet and serious temperament disappeared.

Shen Fuqiao felt a little helpless, brushed the broken hair on Ning Yue's forehead, and wiped off the cool sweat with his fingertips, without urging or interrupting, waiting for Ning Yu to speak.

Ning Yu took a deep breath, let go of Shen Fuqiao's lapel, and reached out to caress Shen Fuqiao's Adam's Apple, then grabbed Shen Fuqiao's wrist, and led him to put his palm on his right chest. location.

"Because I only like you."

He word by word, very slowly, very seriously.For a moment, he felt like a child who had lost the ability to speak, his head was blank, and every time he said a word, a firework would light up in the blank space of his brain, crackling and colorful, blowing him dizzy and dizzy.

"I'm still waiting for you to come back and marry me, why would you find another new love?"

Shen Fuqiao silently listened to his confession, letting the storm vortex in the blue ocean swallow him up.He felt the scorching red heart through his clothes and back scales, and felt that he should be a bunch of dried lotus stems, whose corpses would be scattered all over the mountains when he was blown gently by the raging fire.

"My brother once promised to marry Ah Ning, but since he came back, he seldom mentioned this matter. I guess it's because my brother is unwilling and wants to kick Ah Ning."

"When will I..."

"300 years ago, brother, don't tell me you forgot, I will be really angry."

Shen Fuqiao laughed: "Of course I remember, I just asked when I said I didn't want to. Aning always guessed my mind wrong, so I will ask directly next time. Anyway, I will always give what Aning likes to hear. Answer."

Ning Yu blinked and confirmed, "Really?"

He looked like he was begging for a kiss, but Shen Fuqiao felt that he was too sticky today, and he was not a pure-hearted Taoist cultivator all the time, and he was not very kind to Ning Yu, so he suppressed his extra thoughts and coaxed him gently Said: "Of course it is true. But this matter is indeed my mistake... Aning should not be responsible for the important matter of marriage proposal. I was thinking of taking you out for a while before, and there is no rush to get married. I didn't expect that Aning I care so much."

"Then let's set an auspicious date and marry my precious Aning back home."

Ning Yu was startled when he heard the words, and laughed uncontrollably. His snow-white fangs looked non-aggressive, but they looked like two pairs of overly cute decorations, teaching Shen Fuqiao to forget the blood on the South China Sea. Such pain.

"Are you so happy?" He stretched out his hand to gather up Ning Yu's long hair to dissipate the heat, took the green lotus jade hairpin and tied it up briefly, and said casually, "What's so good about marrying me, I obviously provoke you everywhere Angry, why are you so stupid, you just like me?"

When he said this, he didn't realize the smugness inside and out of the words, just like in the story, when you find a dizzy prey, you still ask if you are a stupid farmer, and you get cheap and play good.

Ning Yu, the prey who pretended to be dizzy, heard the excitement of Shen Fuqiao, and didn't tear down his stage, just smiled and acted like a baby: "Guess?"

He originally meant it as a joke, but Shen Fuqiao really tried to guess it, and it was fine if he guessed it, but the worst thing was that he couldn't guess it.

What is so good about him... worthy of Ning Yue's love like a moth to a flame?What does Ning Yu like about him?If someone else has this point... According to Ning Yu's temperament of accepting death, will he run away with others?

Shen Fuqiao was quite confused.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Ning Yu knew it in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face. He just sighed heavily, and the whole fish was wilted.

"Okay, I'm the one who made things difficult for my brother."

Shen Fuqiao didn't know what to say, but seeing that Ning Yu was not in good condition, he touched his slightly cold cheek with distress, and apologized: "It's all my brother's fault."

Ning Yu nodded in agreement, and was about to educate his brother, but suddenly remembered something, and took out a thin silk belt to cover Shen Fuqiao's eyes.

"What are you doing..." Shen Fuqiao didn't resist, and indulged any of Ning Yu's movements. The figure in front of him swayed vaguely under the barrier of the crocodile silk. Shen Fuqiao couldn't see clearly, so he could only raise his hand and press Ning Yu closer. .

However, Ning Yu didn't cooperate this time. No matter how Shen Fuqiao stood still, Shen Fuqiao inevitably felt a little strange. Just as he was about to tear the silk apart, there was a burst of fragrance between the two of them, cold and cold. Flexible and long.

It is a kaoling thorn rose that grows on the top of Tianshan Mountain.

Shen Fuqiao was stunned, and the hand on the back of Ning Yu's neck froze for an instant. His mind was dazzled by surprise and sweet happiness, but the remaining rationality brought out an indescribable sourness.

Holding a rose to propose marriage, even if it fell into a cliché, it should be the love and romance he bestowed on Ning Yu.

"Brother, guess how many red thorn roses are there?"

Shen Fuqiao was silent for a moment, then responded hoarsely: "99 flowers."

"Wrong guess, big brother." Ning Yu hugged the rose, and moved it to Shen Fuqiao's ear mysteriously, and said softly, "It's one hundred and one."

"……why?"

Does it mean that Ning Yu's love for him is one point more than the full score?Ning Yu also understands the words of couples from other worlds?

Ning Yu didn't answer him immediately, but smiled lightly first. Before Shen Fuqiao could get any meaning out of his laughter, he heard him whispering:

"After the first taste of fish and water with my brother, Aning would have a very serious reproductive fever every three years, but without her brother, Aning could only solve it on her own. At other times, Aning can control herself well, but only In those few days, there was really nothing I could do... The tyrannical and bloodthirsty nature caused trouble during the day, so I could only go to Tianshan to find the snow demon to fight and distract myself. Every time I won, I would grab a red thorn rose from it, thinking that my brother would like it , If you save too much, my brother may come back one day. I can’t sleep at night...so I put it in my brother’s clothes..."

Shen Fuqiao frowned, worried: "What's going on? I haven't heard that the mermaids still have that kind of... fever. Is it uncomfortable? Can it be cured?"

"Originally I wanted my brother to accompany me, but Aning is naturally uncomfortable when my brother is gone." Ning Yu complained in a drawn-out voice, "This is not a disease, it is an inheritance of the blood of the mermaid royal family, and I don't know why it happened. There is this kind of thing. And there seems to be a trend of increasing frequency, last year and the year before..."

Shen Fuqiao pondered for a moment, took the handful of crimson thorn roses from Ning Yu's hand and set them aside, wrapped his other arm around his waist, and pressed him into his arms.

"sorry."

"It's ok."

"...Fool, don't forgive me so easily."

"My pleasure."

Shen Fuqiao hugged Ning Yu tightly, regardless of his shouting hot and sticky, wanting to refuse or welcome, he just felt that the long dark red hair in front of him was much more beautiful than some high-mountain thorn roses, and the tide breath in his arms was also better than roses. The fragrance smells ten thousand times better.

"Give yourself to me, and I will agree to your marriage proposal. I will help you overcome your difficulties in the future."

Ning Yu snorted sullenly: "You should help me cross."

"...Then send it or not?"

"It was originally yours."

**

The speed of the carriage gradually slowed down, people around were shouting loudly, and when Shen Fuqiao lifted the curtain, it turned out that he had arrived near Gyeonggi.

The veiled hat in my hand has just been made. It has a green lotus skeleton, a crocodile hat skirt, and a few pearls on the brim—it was collected by Shen Fuqiao in the woods.

Ning Yu's ear fins and hair color and eye color can't be changed. Walking in the market will inevitably cause unnecessary troubles. It's better to cover them up together, and the brim of the hat is wider, so as to block his sight and movements, so that he doesn't want to kiss all the time .

"Come on, put it on, we're here."

Ning Yu nestled in his arms, not very happy, and rubbed his fingertips against his tiger's mouth, looking a little sleepy.

Shen Fuqiao grabbed his hand, lowered his head and kissed his brow, and asked warmly, "Don't you like it?"

"no……"

"what is that?"

Ning Yu didn't speak, he was holding his breath sullenly, Shen Fuqiao poked his swollen cheek, and said with a smile: "If you don't like it, you won't wear it. I'll use some spells to cover it up for you. Why is this expression?" ?”

"I just don't want to see you through things."

Separated by fog, separated by gauze, separated by life and death, separated by years of greed, hatred, love and hatred, all dreamlike reflections, all joys and sorrows like dew and electricity.

Ning Yu had had enough.

Shen Fuqiao's heart was slightly suffocated, he stroked the end of his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Then don't wear it, you can look at me as you want, you don't have to be wronged."

"But not wearing it will cause trouble for my brother... Ah Ning is so useless, won't my brother really hate Aning?" Ning Yu pretended to have a sad face, and his tone was very low.

Shen Fuqiao knew that he was addicted to being coquettish, but he couldn't stop this affectionate offensive, so he followed his words and continued: "It's too late for me to like Aning, so why don't I hate it?"

The two clinged back and forth like this for a while, and finally stopped as if they remembered that there were still two people in the room.

Shen Fuqiao tidied up Ning Yu's clothes, re-tied his belt, fastened the concealed buttons on his waist and chest, tied up his messy hair again, carefully checked that there were no omissions, and then slowly collected the yarn in the middle curtain.

Then I saw Meng Qiuguan staring at them with a pair of big copper bell eyes, looking at them with a rather numb expression.And Fengzhu turned his head sideways, lifted the curtain and looked at the pedestrians outside the carved window, and looked back when he heard the movement, still with a numb expression.

"..."

Shen Fuqiao was at a loss, and was about to say something to alleviate the awkward atmosphere, but suddenly remembered that when he first put the veil to set the barrier, there seemed to be a step missing.

Oops!I forgot the soundproofing!

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