Mermaid Feeding Rules

It didn't come to the surface, it stopped at one or two meters below the water, and Boyce could only see a touch of blue. He had the illusion that it seemed to be throwing a temper tantrum over the previous incident.

"Sofia!" Boyce called out a few more times, and S-37 emerged from the water, looking a bit reluctant.

Remembering that he had knocked a stick on its hand before, Boyce softened his tone, revealing a bit of discussion: "Hey! Give me your hand?"

It stopped there, opened its mouth and said something: "#&*$#."

Boyce could only see its lips moving, but didn't hear the sound, and the earplugs were still on. He didn't have the confidence to get out of it after taking off the earplugs in front of it.

"Sofia!" Boyce urged it, "reach out!"

S-37 handed him the injured right arm. Only a red mark could be seen on the wound on its tail. Boyce thought that with the mermaid's healing ability, its arm should have almost recovered.

But its arm looked more serious than before. The right arm was already swollen, with purple under the skin, which looked a little scary.

Boyce looked away guiltily: "Can you change your hand?"

It looked at Boyce with an innocent look, as if it didn't understand what he was saying, and passed its hand in front of Boyce again.

That big bluish-purple piece lay in front of Boyce.

It must be on purpose!

Boyce was a little annoyed.

It pretended to be innocent lying on the table, showing a little pitiful look, which didn't match its sharp appearance, but it looked a bit like a large domestic dog with drooping ears.

Boyce had to admit that it worked, and he does feel guilty about it now.

He quickly drew the blood from its hand, held up its hand with one hand, and touched its bones with the other to see if there were any fractures.

Boyce lowered his head, not noticing its stalking, and the s-37 approached him silently, casting a shadow.

Smelling Boyce's unique scent, s-37 narrowed his eyes, and a gleam of joy flashed in his golden pupils.

Boyce, who carefully examined its arm, looked at the blue-purple color on its arm, and suddenly felt a little strange.

He recalled the mark from before, it seemed that the edge was smoother than now, and it was not so wide. He stretched out his hand to compare on the bruise, how many unevennesses here are more like finger marks?

With this guess, Boyce took a closer look at its arm. The cyan on its arm was also a little uneven. At first glance, it did look like a mark after being hit by a stick, but you can still see it if you look closely. Clue.

Feeling the sudden anger on Sofia, s-37 was a little puzzled, and subconsciously stepped back.

Pointing to its arm, Boyce asked, "You lied to me?"

S-37's tail wobbled a little guilty, and without denying it, he withdrew his right hand, and held Boyce's hand with his left hand and moved forward.

Startled by its movement, Boyce was about to pull his hand back when it pressed his hand to his head.

S-37 lowered his head, pressed Boyce's hand on his head and rubbed it, the intention of flattery was very obvious.

Boyce hesitated for a moment, but continued to rub his head a few times without taking back his hand.

When it came out of the water, the water on its hair flowed down its hair. Its hair looked as smooth as in the water, and it was attached to its head. The body temperature of the mermaid was lower than that of a human, so it was cool. Boyce touched it The head feels like stroking a pet's head.

It glanced at Boyce quietly, and saw that his face was softening, he was relieved, and his expression became more docile.

His gaze rested on Boyce's ears for a moment, and he suppressed the thought of taking off the earplugs.

almost……