Deep sea mermaid head-to-head strategy

The metamorphosis was too exhausting, and Sweet slept for more than two hours.

Klein was also in a daze in the middle, and when he woke up, he found that the sky outside had already darkened.

Sweet was still asleep, breathing lightly and regularly, as if he was afraid that the person on him would fall in his sleep, and one of his hands was still on Sweet's back preventively.

After speaking soberly for a moment, Klein moved his hand away and rubbed his forehead that was a little heavy from a nap.

The next time is waiting for Sweet to wake up.

Seven years ago, Klein would never have imagined that there would be a day when he would come into close contact with Sweet.

He lowered his head and glanced at Sweet's sleeping face, suddenly blessed to his heart - Sweet is a mermaid, the attitude of Wenger and the others seven years ago is very easy to explain.

If you think about it carefully, Wenger, Ferguson, and Locke are all more handsome in appearance, and their temperaments are also very similar.

At that time, he thought that Wenger divided human beings into upper and lower ranks, and what lay between them was the difference of ranks. He never expected that the problem was not only ranks, but also species types.

However, at that time, even if he knew that Sweet was a mermaid, or that they were both human, the result would not be any different.

……

It has passed.

Klein thought.

The matter is a foregone conclusion, and it is meaningless to make these assumptions. It is enough to help Sweet through the transformation period in a stable way.

Not long after, the person in his arms moved. It seemed that he felt uncomfortable in the sleeping position. He tightened his arms around the back of Klein's neck, rubbed his forehead against Klein's neck, and then slowly opened his eyes. Eyes opened.

Klein: "..."

"Wake up and go down."

Sweet acted as if he hadn't heard, and didn't move.

"..."

After lying down for a long time, it's not bad for a while.Klein simply let him sleep on his pillow.

After more than ten minutes, I felt that Sweet was almost awake, so I let go of his hand, let him sit on the sofa sideways, stood up and stretched my arm that was about to be numb.

After sleeping, Sweet's complexion improved a lot, there was some blood on her thin lips, but it was limited, and there was still a look of tiredness in her eyes.

Klein left him on the sofa, went straight to clear the dining table, and when he came back with a glass of milk, he found that Sweet was still in the same position as before, leaning on the sofa with his eyes closed.

There was about an hour between the first two waves of growing pains, and now the second wave of growing pains has passed for more than three hours, and the third wave of growing pains is still lingering.

"Sweet?"

The golden eyelashes like cicada wings trembled, revealing a deep blue.

Klein passed the milk over and asked, "Will it be a long time before the third time?"

Sweet didn't take the cup, closed his eyes after one glance, and said, "Normally not."

"then you……?"

"Maybe, mine is different."

Sweet doesn't know where the difference is, and it's even less likely that Klein will know.

As night fell, Sweet remained the same as seven years ago.

He barely moved. Except for occasionally following Klein with his eyes, he closed his eyes and rested most of the time. He even ate dinner on the coffee table.

Klein was worried that the growing pains would come at any time, so he didn't dare to stay too far away, and he was also worried that someone would pay a sudden visit and discover Sweet's existence.

Fortunately, this day was exceptionally clean, and no one came to bother me until the sound of horns at night came from outside.

However, a new problem arises immediately - where will Sweet sleep tonight?

"Bathtub?" Klein offered his opinion.

"..."

Sweet: "A mermaid doesn't need to be in the water all the time."

indeed.

The bathtub in Klein's house was big enough for a human, but it was too shabby as a "bed" for a royal mermaid.

For the same reason, the sofa is not a good choice.

The upstairs was too far away from the bathroom, making it inconvenient. In the end, only Klein's room was left downstairs.

Sweet held his face sideways, noncommittal, looked at Klein, and asked, "Where do you sleep?"

"Sofa. I won't sleep too deeply. I should be able to hear any sound."

"Too far."

"..."

The sofa is far away, so they can only sleep in the same room. There is no second bed in Klein's room.

They're all men, and there's nothing to shy away from.

Klein didn't want to waste any time on this issue, so he said, "You wash up first, and I'll get the quilt."

The author has something to say:

There were two chapters yesterday, I think there are many big babies who only read one chapter, go back and read it quickly, don’t miss a chapter!

And, the extra chapter that was added yesterday is actually today's manuscript!Heartache.

There is an urgent chapter today, which is a bit short, and the following is the part of chasing wives