Everyone thinks the spare tire is a god of beauty [Quick Transmigration]

That day Gu Ting was tired from crying and fell asleep.

He had never shed so many tears in the last world, and he even felt that he had never cried so much before losing his memory.

The mermaid who fell asleep on the bed looked like a white pearl trapped in a clam shell, with delicate eyebrows and eyes that were obedient.

Ling Mu quietly looked at the little mermaid with tears on her eyelashes, thinking that it would be fine for the little mermaid to just sleep like this.

It's so easy to control, and you won't see the obvious resistance in his dark eyes.

The stronger Gu Ting's sense of resistance was, the more Ling Mu's hostility and desire to control rushed wildly in his body, almost making him who was originally calm and indifferent become unlike himself.

Ling Mu put Gu Ting's body in a comfortable position, and pulled the thin quilt to his chest.

"Stay here." Ling Mu said softly.

His fingertips gently slid from Gu Ting's tender forearm to the palm of his hand, then he grabbed that soft and boneless hand and brought it to his face.

His lips gently rubbed against the back of Gu Ting's hand, and finally he pinched his thin white hand against his cheek, and slowly, slowly shook his head slightly, letting that hand caress his cheek.

It's like Gu Ting caressing him with his hand.

……

Within two days, a rumor spread on a small scale in the palace, saying that in the room with the most beautiful scenery in the southeast corner of the huge palace, there was a little mermaid that His Royal Highness loved the most.

The rumors were limited to the servants at the bottom, and had not yet spread to the slightly distant main hall.

It's just that someone said that His Highness the Prince would often be seen entering the room alone or with Prince Hai, and didn't come out for a long time.

Occasionally, through the crack of the door that was open for a few seconds, through the crack of the noble backs of the two princes, one could see a pair of beautiful long legs that were shiny white to slightly shiny on the snow-white mattress.

As for why it was a mermaid, it was just a rumor.

After all, it is difficult for a mermaid living under the sea to have a pair of particularly good-looking legs.

When Ling Muru entered the room as usual, he saw Gu Ting staring out the window in a daze.

A week later, Gu Ting's resistance to Ling Mu has turned into indifference again, most of the time he doesn't speak, but his eyes are lowered, and his small face shows no expression.

Ling Mu got used to this state, so he walked to the bed and squatted down, wrapping his hands around the thin waist of the little mermaid.

At first, Gu Ting expressed dissatisfaction with this kind of action, and even blushed with anger, and slapped the pillow away if he couldn't say anything serious, but he was tired of resisting by now.

The slender long legs that were originally tender and snow-white to almost transparent have matured a lot at this time, and the lustrous flesh is like juicy tender white flesh, and you can taste delicious and sweet with one bite.

But still can't walk.

From time to time, Ling Mu would help Gu Ting out of bed and try to walk around, without exception, it ended immediately when Gu Ting fell to the ground, sweating coldly and trembling all over.

The name is to help Gu Ting stand up again, but in fact it is to confirm that the little mermaid has no possibility of escape.

Moreover, it must make him hurt.

The more the pain, the clearer the memory, the less Gu Ting dared to run away.

Every time seeing Gu Ting stubbornly going to continue walking training, the next second he was so painful that he cried silently, and the pitiful appearance of his delicate face wet with tears always made Ling Mu feel distorted pleasure in his heart.

He likes to watch Gu Ting cry.

Her eyes and nose were red from crying, her delicate and plain snow-white face was like a beautiful flower blooming, inexplicably alluring.

Better to cry because of him.

"Why did you lock me up here?"

Ling Mu was lying on Gu Ting's legs in a daze, when he suddenly heard voices coming from above.

Accustomed to the little mermaid seldom talking, Ling Mu was stunned for a few seconds, straightened up and looked into the other's calm black eyes.

Ling Mu was silent for two seconds and said, "Isn't it good here?"

"Do you know how many good-looking mermaids want to step into this palace? Even many noble mermaids are not qualified to enter the main hall and stand in front of me."

Not to mention letting Ling Mu squat beside them as he is now, carefully holding their hands.

Gu Ting Yu Ling Mu has a strange attraction, but he is unmoved at all. He not only resists indifference to a prince of the empire that everyone admires, but also completely refuses to accept his approach.

Ling Mu was a little impatient.

Was the dingy tavern not casting enough shadows on him?Why doesn't he cherish everything he gave him at all, and is indifferent to his bowing his head.

What is he relying on?

A tattered and frail mermaid probably died in a corner one day and no one knew or cared about it, so why should he pretend to be noble in front of him?

Ling Mu's eyes became more and more black, and his thoughts couldn't stop frantically diverging until Gu Ting spoke again.

"I want to go to the terrace."

The twisting and darkness temporarily stopped, Ling Mu picked up the little mermaid's arms and knees, and carried him out of the balcony as usual.

Gu Ting made this request a few days ago. His legs are so fragile that he can only rely on Ling Mu to hold him to the balcony to see the scenery. This kind of complete dependence has always been very useful to Ling Mu.

The sea breeze on the terrace has a damp smell, which Ling Mu doesn't like to smell, but the little mermaid next to him always exudes a very light but easily confusing fragrance, as if an invisible hand is holding the smell. Ling Mu heart.

Gu Ting looked at Hai Ping's side face quietly and obediently, so beautiful that Ling Mu suppressed his dark thoughts.

It doesn't matter, he still has time to make the little mermaid completely belong here.

Ling Mu had something on his mind, so he didn't pay much attention when he returned to the room from the balcony. Gu Ting was used to pulling the French windows by himself, so he didn't notice.

I didn't notice that the moment Gu Ting pulled it up, he stuck a small white food card in the gap of the lock.

——On weekdays, when the maid delivered the dishes, there would occasionally be cards standing on the big snow-white flat plate.

If Ling Mu checked from the inside out, he might not be able to find the existence of that little card.

Facts have proved that Gu Ting's bet was right.

Ling Mu watched Gu Ting fall asleep.

He watched the little mermaid's breathing gradually stabilized, her eyelashes resting on her face, her thin body was like a light piece of paper, even the ups and downs were very weak.

Kissing the back of Gu Ting's hand as usual, Ling Mu left the room with a gloomy expression.

After a long time, Gu Ting opened his eyes in the darkness.

The slender legs fell silently on the carpet. The pain from the past few days has already been relieved a lot. Although there is still a tingling sensation every time you take a step, it is not as exaggerated as Ling Mu saw that you can't even take a step. .

He easily opened the unlocked glass window, bit his lower lip and endured the pain and walked slowly to the terrace.

The sea breeze at night is calm and soothing, carrying the murmur of all things sleeping.

The balcony of the room is built directly above the sea water, and Gu Ting only needs to jump down slightly to return to the ocean.

He fell in without thinking.

Once again being flooded by the influx of sea water, Gu Ting's legs felt a strange sensation, and then those extremely beautiful legs turned back into fish tails, swinging gently in the sea water.

It's just changed from before, it's no longer a gray shape, but a little blue.

Gu Ting swung his tail and swam downstream, the road was deserted and there were very few residential areas.

Perhaps because he was protected in the palace for too long, he became dizzy from swimming, and a sweet smell rose from his chest, like blood.

However, before Gu Ting could cough out, a large area of ​​net suddenly appeared overwhelmingly and bound him tightly.

"Boss caught it! He has crystal scales on him!"

The author has something to say:

My wife was forced to use her brain by a bad dog, great

In the next chapter, the special effects can be eliminated, let’s see how the bad dog looks deflated