my roommate is a mermaid

"Shut up, Wesson, if you continue to call me that stupid nickname, I will never compromise, no matter what you threaten me with, never." Sam said angrily, and there seemed to be something in his ice blue eyes. A flame ignited, and it surprised Jane that his roommate, who was always mean or grumpy, could be so irritated at times, and he looked like he had gone from 25 to six years old, not yet When replacing baby teeth.

"That's obviously your favorite." The man smiled, and his eyes once again moved to Jian Jian, who also stood up and shook hands with him. There were calluses on his fingers. Although they were well maintained, they still felt The coming out, and, not so sure of the gun cocoon, is not a simple person, Mr. Breeder thought.

"Wesson Farrell, Sam's brother, please sit down, Mr. Jane." He said in fluent Chinese, but still with a foreign accent, it was a very strange feeling, unlike the usual The foreigner looks like a shell tied to a fishing net. It looks a bit long, but overall it's not bad.

"I'm showing off again." Sam snorted lightly, in exchange for a blow from his brother on the back of the head. Although the blow was not strong, the humiliation was very strong, at least in the eyes of the young Mr. Mermaid, so he glared at him. His elder brother, the latter blinked at him, and said slowly: "Don't forget that thing." With this sentence, Jian Jian found that his roommate shrank like a fat-headed fish that died suddenly, leaving only A pair of bulging eyes.

Jian Jian is a little curious about what that thing is, but it's not easy to ask now.Wesson sat down and looked at his brother's roommates, human beings, orphans, good-natured, breeders, very patient, all these information were loaded into his head like data.

While Sam's elder brother was observing him, Jian Jian was also looking at the well-dressed Mr. Mermaid. It was obvious that they were brothers from their appearance, and they were both of the best appearance, but Sam's elder brother Fari Mr. Er is more handsome, his lines are more obvious, and the curvature of his lips is always in the most comfortable way, unlike Sam, that guy is usually pursed or mocking.

"I think you already know our identities, Mr. Jane." The man said, and Sam gave a cold snort, as if he was doing something useless, but the former ignored him.

"I want to sit with my roommate." Sam muttered, and he was about to get up, but was pushed down by Wesson.

"If you have already decided to get married, I will agree to your request." Wei Sen said with a half-smile, and successfully choked his roommate, who seemed to be about to explode.Yi Jian felt that Mr. Farrell's joke was like saying to a straight man why you haven't entered the wedding hall with your brother. For asexual mermaids, it is equivalent to insulting, but in a way, Jian Jian fell in love with seeing his roommate slumped, because it was hard to see in a hundred years.

"So what's the matter with me and my roommate today, Werson?" Sam leaned back in his chair and asked directly, Werson was going to ignore his topic, but Sam grabbed his arm, showing Pointy teeth, "If you don't tell me directly, I'll turn into a mermaid here and let you clean up this mess."

"Can't you grow up? Dear Sal." Weisen said in a tone of resignation mixed with doting, but there was a kind of joke in his eyes on purpose. To be honest, Jian Jian felt that expression was really real Heck, normal people probably can't do it.

"Sorry, I only want the result. As for the process, that's not what I should care about." Sam said coldly, his ice blue eyes had turned into a darker color, like the deep sea.

"Well, since you are still as impatient as ever." Wesson surrendered, he always gave in to his younger brother himself, he put down the menu, clasped his hands about two inches in front of his chest, and slightly raised the corners of his mouth, which meant The following words are not words between brothers, but a way closer to orders.

"At eight o'clock, a child will be sent to your apartment. I hope you can take care of him during this time."

"Put away your immodest requests, you are obviously forcing." Sam protested dissatisfied, Jian Jian thought maybe it was his innate dislike for creatures, during the three months they got along, Jian Jian did not He found that there was no one he could communicate with, except for the cold corpses in the morgue, or the police who dealt with corpses. Of course, Sam Farrell always ignored the latter, basically treating them as Invisible, fortunately, no one is willing to deal with forensic doctors, even though he has a very beautiful face, but that mean mouth is the best body armor and insulating glass.

"Mr. Jane, please don't talk to my brother about these trivial matters. I'm definitely begging you." Wesson Farrell said slowly, Jian Jian glanced at his roommate who was staring at his brother, and managed to stop laughing , nodded, and asked, "Can you reveal more information?"

"Non-human, is this enough?"

"Well, if you are only allowed to go to this range, I think you can only go here." Jian Jian shrugged his shoulders, but he didn't really mind, after all, he was just an ordinary person, maybe he was still living under the surveillance of some people.

Wesson nodded in satisfaction. He was able to control his curiosity. He was willing to give more respect to such a person, but even if the young man would not reveal their identities, it would not be good for him to keep his current memory, after all Still dangerous, and that was the last thing he wanted to see.

"I think we have reached an agreement, then, please accept my thanks." He reached out and picked up the just-right red wine that was chilled next to him, poured the wine-red liquid into the transparent goblet gracefully, and spun it slightly After a moment, he revealed a charming smirk.

"Please, Mr. Jane."

"Thank you..." Just as Jianyi was about to reach out to pick up the wine glass, before he finished the word thank you, a long and thin hand had snatched the wine glass in front of him. His roommate looked at him, smiled slightly, and turned to look at him. Looking at his elder brother, "Don't you think the first cup should be reserved for me after such a long time?"

"If you insist." Wesen paused for a moment before saying calmly, the smile on his face had already subsided, and he couldn't see his expression clearly.

"I insist." His beautiful mermaid roommate replied calmly, taking a sip of the wine-red liquid on her lips, and the originally pale lip color became moist, inexplicably tempting.

The author has something to say: Weisen [charming smile]: Dear, do you need a glass of red wine?