The Siren's Sleeping Beauty [Comprehensive British and American]

Steve moved the fish up and down back and forth, and soon found something.

A very wonderful thing - the fish is light.

It's just that the weight is less, and it's not a lot lighter, it's just a little bit lighter.

And as the weight gradually stabilized, the state of the fish became much more stable.

"Why?" Angus held the side of the bathtub with doubts in his tone.

Steve was squatting in disposable gloves and holding a toothbrush to collect the ashes that fell from the mermaid's tail: "Just for...some...reasons."

"Why?" Angus tilted his head.

Steve wrapped the glue-like ashes that were soaked in water into pieces with paper, and put them in a ventilated place to dry in the shade.

"Just in case." Steve took off his disposable gloves and scratched his forehead.

It's just that the ashes shouldn't matter, they shouldn't be sent to the biological laboratory, but the soil and other laboratory problems should not be big.

He doesn't seem to have any resources in this area, so he has to find someone he can trust.

He doesn't do this kind of meticulous work very much, but he always feels that he should pay attention to all kinds of strange things about mermaids.

After all, emergencies always come when you don't expect them.

Pets and people are born soon, if they are caring owners or parents, they will systematically receive various vaccines to prevent potentially dangerous viruses.

But no one knows what kind of vaccines and more attention should be paid to mermaids leaving their familiar environment and entering the chaotic human realm.

The responsibility was heavy, but Steve felt good about it.

He's probably used to taking on big things.

He might need to cram in some biology, though.Although there is no precedent, there are always some places that can be used for reference.

Angus turned over and lay down on the bottom of the bathtub.Gudu Gudu puffed up, watching the bubbles that floated up from small to large, poking them with his nails one by one.

He doesn't go on about human quirks because there are too many.

After the excitement, I feel a little tired, but it's not that sleepy feeling, or lazy.

He wasn't supposed to be relaxing in a territory that wasn't his, but he was, probably because humans fed him weird things.

But I'm also very lazy to get up and fight, which feels unnecessary.

If you really want to use one word to describe Angus' current Buddhist mood, probably only "sage state" can explain it.

"Sleepy?" Steve was finally able to mop the bathroom floor and change into dry clothes.

Because Angus finally stopped trying to water him, and didn't show him what shape the fish's tail would turn into.

Angus turned his head to look at him, and spit out a string of bubbles, distorting the person printed on the water.

"...Not sleepy?" He hasn't slept for three hours since he came back.

Probably super fighters are not as energetic as mermaids, especially after being tense for a long time and always ready to stop the mermaids who let themselves go.

Steve glanced at the bathroom door, then looked back at Angus.He is really a little nervous even going out of the bathroom door now, and he probably can't sleep well.

But Angus knew that humans were sleepy.

Blinking his eyes, he turned over and buried himself in the bottom of the tank, hiding his face in his arms and his arms in his hair, quietly.

Only the fish tail quivered slightly from time to time.

Steve raised his eyebrows, are you sleepy?

Or pretend to sleep?

Fumbling around, he didn't know how the old lady's personality was tempered in such a short period of time. He put away all the sharp things in the bathroom. If it wasn't for the mirror that couldn't be picked, he could even remove the mirror.

I used a towel to block the gap by the window, and the sound started to get louder during the day.

After making sure that there was nothing missing, he walked out of the bathroom door step by step.

When he was about to lie down on the bed, he turned his head, crossed the living room, opened the bathroom door slightly, and placed a glass on it.

In this way, as long as the door is opened, he can wake up quickly.

It can be said to be very cautious.

Angus opened his eyes after the sound of human activities outside had completely disappeared. He was completely clear, without any drowsiness or confusion.

He curled up silently at the bottom of the bathtub for a long while.

The floating strands of hair completely covered his head and most of his upper body, and bubbles in the shape of mung bean to soybean were squeezed out intermittently from the algae-like hair.

The tail of the fish curls, straightens and curls in the water.

Like something trapped the fish.

Angus reached out to touch his own fish tail, groping for a while before making up his mind.

Eyes closed, the nails stretched, the silver light flashed, the scales near the side fins fell off instantly, and blood soon filled the water.

Angus frowned, and stayed motionless for a while to ease the pain.

The tail of the fish gradually dimmed, and the ashes sank to the bottom of the tank eagerly after touching the water.

After fully turning into a human form, he stretched out his hand to collect his own fish scales and put them in his mouth.

After a while, fine blue fish scales began to emerge, gradually covering Angus's exposed skin.

Soon, he seemed to be wearing a layer of soft armor like fish scales, except that there were no scales around the eyes and mouth on the face, and there were no scales in the center of the palm.

He slid out of the water gently without picking up any water, and the water on his hair also slid down from the oily scales, making it hard to stick.

With both hands and feet on the ground, there are only faint water marks.

He leaned on the wall and walked out slowly, silently.

When the glass fell, Angus held the glass firmly with his palm, and then continued to walk out while holding it in his hand.

Until standing in front of the human bed, the human seemed to be sleeping soundly, and no abnormalities were found.

Angus leaned on the head of the bed and looked down at the sleeping man with his eyes closed. The scene was just like the first time he saw a human being.

Just a different place, a different way.

He lowered his head, his nails stretched, and he stopped when he was only millimeters away from the human carotid artery.

Man is also relaxed, and he should not be.

Even though this is his territory, he still exists.

Very strange.

The scales in the mouth melted quickly, and the nails slowly retracted, turning into round white.

Angus turned around and put the glass on the bedside table.As he walked, the scales on his body gradually faded, revealing his fair skin without blood.

Steve on the bed slowly opened his eyes, glanced at the white-skinned and black-haired person in the room walking out of the bedroom, his heart didn't dare to beat fast.

Even though, the silent movements of the mermaid are really scarier than horror movies.

He only noticed the abnormality when Angus's breath was approaching, it was really too exciting.

Staring at the ceiling, Steve intuited that he shouldn't 'wake up' at this time, but he couldn't 'sleep'.

Closing his eyes, he focused on hearing.

Next to the bedroom is the bathroom, and outside is the small living room, connected to the door.

There is a three-seater sofa, a small rug, a coffee table, a low bookcase and a few pots of withered green plants.

On the right side of the living room is the dining room, which is open without a door.There is a cooking place inside, pots and knives are placed, and the refrigerator is next to it. There is nothing inside.

There is a small round dining table with two chairs.

Angus's first stop was there. His movements were slow and his steps were scattered and disorderly.

The refrigerator was opened and closed again.The chair creaked and shook, maybe it was the mermaid shaking.

Then came the creaking sound, like some rodent gnawing on wood.

Steve...

I hope his table is still intact when he wakes up.

Speaking of which, there are knives and fire in the kitchen...

Steve couldn't help but move, and there was silence in the kitchen.He suppressed the worry creeping up in him, and kept his breathing steady.

Fortunately, Angus's interest in the kitchen didn't last long, and he soon moved to the small room in front of the bathroom.

The washing machine was turned on, and there was a light click, and the mermaid was quiet for a long time because of this noise, probably because she was paying attention to whether she was awake or not.

Clothes may have been taken out.

There was a rustling sound of fabric rubbing against each other. Is this wearing or playing?

It's better to be playing.

The dryer is old and the sound is too loud. He is afraid of disturbing the mermaid, so it is useless.Those clothes are all damp and damp now, and it will be cold and uncomfortable to wear.

...although that might be more suitable for mermaid suitability.

The mermaid passed by the door of the bedroom. In order to be able to notice the situation in the bathroom, Steve always opened the door of the bedroom.He seized the time and secretly opened his eyes to take a look.

All the curtains were pulled tight by him, the room was dark, and in a blur, he saw Angus holding something in his hand, wandering around the living room with disheveled hair and twisted clothes.

what is that...

Steve recalled that shape in his mind.

……………The lid of the washing machine…well…

Angus stopped on the sofa, climbed onto the sofa, and rolled.

Steve...

The washing machine is broken, how to clean the sofa cover is a problem.

The mermaid rolled from the sofa to the ground and remained motionless on the ground.

Steve... how come the washing machine is broken?

The mermaid got up, and Steve raised his guard.

As for what to be wary of, he couldn't say clearly.

The living room has a window facing the street.The mermaid moved over, at a tricky angle.

The merman doesn't move, and Steve can't see what he's doing.

This feeling is a little uncomfortable, like a nurse who misses the cubs, and is a little flustered when she is not in front of her eyes for a moment.

The curtain swayed, and between being pulled open by Angus and getting in, Steve thought it was the latter.

He hoped it wasn't unloaded.

Angus is silent, and Steve isn't sure what he's looking at.

It was even more impossible to know what he was thinking.

Angus is watching humans.

Tall, short, fat, thin, old, young.

Dressed in different skins, passing by in a hurry, everyone is very busy.

He lowered his head and pulled the skin on his body, then touched his chest, which was flat.

Then he looked at the long-haired human with a red head covering only his back, and he looked at his chest again.

Speaking of which, why has he never turned into a form with a bulging chest?

When will the opportunity mentioned by the clan witch come?

He was quite curious.

Compared with the different places, he would pull the skin on his body from time to time.Facing the light from the window, he raised his head again, and then frowned, feeling something was wrong.

He jerked his head down and looked straight down at himself.

What is this?

Reaching out, he touched it.

Tilted his head, did he have this?

Yes or no?

He pondered for a while, always feeling familiar.

But for a while, my head was knotted, and I couldn't think of a key point.

Wei Wei let out an ah, he remembered why the eyes were familiar.

Human beings have this, but it’s not the same.

Different sizes.

The author has something to say: Angus: What does it feel like to have a bulging chest?

Steve: ...nothing.

Angus [doubt]: I don't believe it, your breasts are not that big, how do you know?

Steve: […]

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Angus: How does it feel to have something hanging down there?

Steve: ...nothing.

Angus [doubtful]: I don't believe it, you...

Steve [covers the fish's mouth and drags it away]

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Let me tell you a piece of unfortunate news... The reason why today's update is late is that the author is too wasteful, and finally finished all the saved manuscripts.

I'm going to start running naked [wiping my face]

The update time was changed to [-]:[-] p.m. If it’s not at [-]:[-], I’ll rush out before midnight. I swear [I don’t know why I’m a little guilty]

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