Deep sea mermaid head-to-head strategy

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I accidentally updated two chapters today, this is Chapter 1, don’t forget to read another chapter

Klein really wanted to help Sweet ease the pain, so when Sweet bit him, he just tensed up and let him bite.

Biting and biting, there was something... not quite right.

Probably because I couldn't use enough strength, except that the bite was more painful, but the strength became weaker and weaker, and the back rubbed down as if I couldn't bite at all.

After Sweet snorted unbearably, he bowed his back, and Klein felt a warm sensation from the place where his shoulders and neck met.

Dry lips rubbed against his neck, and the scorching breath penetrated the cloth that was attached to his body and sprinkled on his body.

"..."

Klein moved his body a little to the side, and raised his hand to help Sweet up.

Before he could make a move, a sudden surge of pain caused Sweet to clasp his shoulders with such force that suddenly he seemed to hear the creaking sound from his shoulder bones.

A few seconds later, he found that the sound was not coming from his shoulder, but from Sweet's hand bones, and it was just because the two were too close that he had an illusion.

Klein's hands froze in mid-air: "..."

I heard that it is difficult for people to control themselves when they are in extreme pain, and Sweet has a faint tendency to do so now.

As soon as he let go of Sweet, he fell towards the outside of the bathtub. Klein was startled, and quickly pulled him back and fixed him in the bathtub.

In the end, somehow, Klein hugged Sweet in his arms, and the huge fishtail was embedded between his legs.

He watched Sweet's body held up by rapidly growing bones, the golden scales of the fish's tail glued together, fading and whitening to the color of human legs.

After tossing and turning for a while, the water in the bathtub was almost completely drained, and the floor, washstand, wall, and Klein's black hair were all thoroughly drenched by the water splashed by the fish's tail.

Klein didn't dare to let go, he was afraid that Sweet would hit somewhere when he struggled, and he didn't dare to hug him too tightly, so as not to cause him extra pain.

The result is that the wet shirt was pulled halfway open by Sweet, stained with blood from Sweet's lips and fish tail, and the exposed skin from the right neck to shoulder is either tooth marks or red marks .

Before this, he absolutely did not expect such a big battle during the transformation period.

"..."

Noticing that Sweet hadn't groaned in pain for quite a while, Klein dared to let go of his hands, put one hand on the edge of the bathtub, raised the other hand to brush his dripping black hair, leaned back against the wall of the bathtub, and sighed. .

Sweet found a little support in the endless torment, as if sinking into the dark green velvet, the thing holding him was warm and solid, like a lighthouse erected in the dark and cold sea, giving him endless support sense of security.

The flesh and blood tore apart and healed, wrapping the grown bones in, the suffocation disappeared, the boiling blood in the body gradually cooled down, and the bloody smell in the nasal cavity gradually dissipated.

At a certain moment, he felt a faint smell of the same kind, and then slowly smelled the water vapor, and a familiar refreshing smell lingered at the tip of his nose.

"……woke up?"

Klein's voice came from above his head.

Sweet's vision returned to clarity, and Klein's side neck with teeth marks and red marks came into view.

As soon as the golden eyelashes were drawn back, he wanted to get up, but found that one of his hands was firmly grasping Klein's other shoulder, and the other was pressing on his chest wrapped in a soaked shirt.

"..."

After a long time, he figured out the situation, his eyes darkened, and he let go of Klein's hand.

"Just wake up, take a rest, and I'll get you something to eat."

Klein said Tokesweet, and got up from the bathtub. His shoulder hurt when he exerted force on his left hand. He stepped out of the bathtub as if nothing had happened, and the water he brought up splashed onto the ground.

The wet cloth stuck to his body, outlining his figure. His shoulders were broad and thin, his waist was narrow and tough, his legs were long and straight, and even the curvature between his waist and legs was just right.

Klein didn't look back at Sweet, he pulled down the neckline that reached his shoulders nonchalantly, and walked outside.

Unable to bear the feeling of being wet all over his body, he went back to the bedroom and changed his clothes. When he took off his shirt, the water droplets streaked across the wound on his right shoulder, causing Klein to tremble. When he raised his hand, he felt a dull pain in his left shoulder again. Turning his head to look over, he saw a bruise on his left shoulder.

"..." I don't know whose transformation period this is.

Klein moved his shoulders, making sure it wasn't a bone problem, so he no longer hesitated when he moved.

I changed into casual and light clothes, and didn't tidy them up too carefully, after all, I might have to change again later.

After simply wiping his hair with a towel, he went to the kitchen to cook Sweet's light meal.

This time there is not only juice, but also seafood soup.

When the soup was done, Klein returned to the bathroom to deal with the "battlefield".

After the second growth, all the traits belonging to Mephides in Sweet disappeared.

Masculine features such as contour and Adam's apple became more obvious, and the slightly round eyes were elongated, and the bridge of the nose was straight. A kind of careless reservedness came.

His complexion is cold and fair, and the restructured muscles have perfect streamlines and radians. Every part is like a carefully carved and drawn artwork, just right.

The human legs were bent in the bathtub. Perhaps it was the golden fishtail that left a deep impression on people. Klein always felt that his legs were covered with scales.

His appearance is almost the same as that of seven years ago. Some people may think that he is too handsome, but no one will recognize him as a girl anymore.

Klein only casually glanced at Sweet when he came in, and then acted as if Sweet didn't exist, so what to do.

Sweet raised his eyelids slightly and followed him.

Without realizing it, Klein threw a clean towel into the bathtub to block where it should be blocked, rolled up his sleeves, and pulled out the plug at the bottom of the bathtub.

When the arm stretched out, it rubbed against Sweet's half-supported knee. Sweet's body tensed, and after a while, it slowly relaxed.

After the water in the bathtub ran out, Klein used the shower to help Sweeten wash his body. Sweet put his hair back in a cooperative manner and leaned against the bathtub wall, his slender neck raised in an elegant arc. , closed his eyes.

"..." I will enjoy it very much.

Klein turned down the water to help him rinse his hair.

While doing this, I was speechless the whole time, as if the close contact between the two just now was just an illusion.

The water outlet of the bathtub made the sound of gurgling, and Klein asked flatly, "When is the third time?"

Sweet's eyes swept over his shoulders covered by the clothes, fixed on his face, and replied, "I don't know."

Compared with Mephides's voice before the transformation, Sweet's voice was deeper, as if the teenager had finally passed the voice-changing period, and the timbre became mellow from rough.

Klein pondered for a moment.

Sweet again: "Not too soon."

Klein nodded: "Okay, it's time to take a break, can you get up and eat something now?"

Sweet tilted his head and said, "I don't have the strength."

"..."

Klein hung up the shower, rolled up his sleeves and said, "I'll help you."