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

The washing machine is temporarily out of use, and a piece of the dining table has been eaten off, which is not too big.One of the chairs fell apart, and the table legs were neatly placed on the table.

In addition, except for the sofa cover being wet and dry together, Steve didn't find any more damaged places, and it was much better than expected.

At first he felt that he might not even be able to keep his house.

There are some bread and eggs, which can make up a meal.

After making sure that the mermaid had been lying on the sofa for a long time, Steve walked into the kitchen by himself.

It was strange enough that he never had his first meal after three o'clock in the afternoon.

Of course...he hasn't had enough sleep for a long time.

Pinching the bridge of his nose, Steve supported his waist with one hand, and sprinkled some oil on the pan with the other hand, and warmed it up over a low heat.

He took an egg in his left hand and knocked it on the side of the pot, and spread it in.

He tore open the bag of bread with his teeth, held the toast in his hand, looked at the degree to which the egg liquid was forming, and threw the bread in when he saw it.

"Pala--"

The wheat aroma of bread and the soft aroma of eggs evaporate with the increase of temperature, filling the air with fresh aroma.

Angus sniffled, got up from the sofa and looked into the kitchen.

Steve turned the bread over. Normally, the bread should be dipped in egg wash before frying, but it's just for convenience now.

After frying four slices of bread back and forth, sandwiching a few slices of ham and lettuce leaves, he was ready to go out with a simple sandwich.

Turning around, the plate almost flew out.

Angus didn't know when he was sitting on the dining table behind him, looking at him.

Steve exhaled, held the plate, and put his hand slightly on the cabinet: "... Angus?"

Angus jumped off the table, leaned over to his plate, and sniffed it.

Steve raised his hand, a little worried that he would grab it and throw it on himself.

"Are you sure you want this?" he asked.

Angus pinched a corner of the bread, then quickly withdrew his hand, his face twisted.

Steve looked at his rapidly red fingers, and wrote down the message that mermaids can't be burned.

"It's still a little hot now..." Steve tried it. The temperature of the bread is actually not very hot. It should be that Angus is more sensitive.

"You can blow it—"

After blowing on the bread, Steve felt that it was a bit unhygienic, and then fanned it with his hands. After confirming that it was really hard to feel the heat, he cut a small piece and prepared to hand it to Angus.

Just as Angus stretched out his head to bite, Steve withdrew his hand suddenly.

Angus took a bite and made a crisp clicking sound in the air.He looked at Steve suspiciously: "Steve?"

Steve glanced at Angus' crooked clothes, and then at his skillful movements of pinching food with his fingers and feeding it into the fish's mouth, and realized something.

"...we can't eat like this." Steve threw a small piece away, "It's not hygienic."

Angus frowned, what are humans going to do?

Steve looked around, then put the plate on the table.Angus reached out to grab it, but Steve quickly stopped him.

Angus narrowed his eyes.

"Wash your hands before eating." Steve felt that he must not let Angus go on like this forever.

Pulling the fish to the edge of the pool, Steve turned on the faucet and lowered the merman's hand to the bottom.

Angus moved his hand, and Steve held it tightly, but his determination was still strong.

"Rinse your hands," Steve turned Angus's hands up and down, "otherwise there will be dirt..."

He paused, then turned Angus' hand over again.

...how is it so clean?

Didn't you cut off the cover of the washing machine and hang it on the window for a long time?

Angus looked at the bent human inexplicably: "Steve."

"...Cleans have to be washed." Steve decided not to pursue it, and insisted, "There are still a lot of invisible dirty things."

"This is soap." Taking a piece of soap from the side, Steve rubbed Angus, creating a fine layer of lather.

Angus swiped his hand, but Steve slipped and missed.

Angus rubbed his hands together, the slippery feeling was amazing, he rubbed vigorously, and more foam came out.

Steve bent his lips: "Well, it feels wonderful?"

Angus lowered his head and smelled his hand, it was delicious.

Just as he was sticking out his tongue, Steve quickly held Angus' forehead: "Don't lick!"

He was just guarding against his move, as expected.

Angus was pressed against his forehead, not knowing why.

"This can't be eaten," Steve put his foamy hand back under the faucet and rinsed it, "although it's delicious, it's not food."

"If you eat it, you'll feel sick to your stomach." Afraid that he wouldn't understand, Steve covered his stomach, scratched his throat, and rolled his eyes to explain the meaning.

"But it will be clean after washing." Really didn't know how to express clean, Steve simply took two pots from the side, one with oil and one without.

"Clean."

"Dirty."

"understand?"

Humans stood beside Fangfang's yellow light, holding two pots and explaining seriously.

Angus blinked, suddenly grabbed the soap next to him, and smeared it on Steve's face.

Caught off guard by soap, Steve bawled a few times, and there was a smell of plastic essence in his mouth: "Angus!?"

"Dirty." Angus frowned uncomfortably as he shook his dry hands that had slipped off with the water drops.

"...Dirty?" Steve wiped the foam off his beard, but didn't react for a while.

Angus glanced at him, took a step closer, and Steve backed away.

He raised his hand, pulled his beard, his nails stretched, and a silver light flashed.

Steve felt a sudden chill in one of his jaws, he took a step back, wowed, and stroked his chin.

Angus threw the clump of beard wrapped around his fingertips into the sink, and repeated grimly: "Dirty."

Steve...

"Angus, this is a beard," Steve licked his lower lip habitually, and then he quickly poohed, it still smelled like soap.

"And that's not how beards are washed."

"Dirty." Angus looked straight at him and repeated lightly.

Steve took a look at his chin with the bottom of the stainless steel pot in his hand, and looked at the little beard in the middle that seemed to be chewed off by a dog, and he twitched the corners of his mouth.

"Dirty." Angus was still repeating.

"...This is something that humans will grow," Steve said weakly as he put down the pot, "It's like your scales."

"Or the hair..."

Angus raised his hand, "Angus, it's clean."

Then he pointed at Steve, "Steve, dirty."

Steve...

Seeing that he hadn't moved, Angus put down his hand and narrowed his eyes.

Steve's nerves twitched, and he reached out to stop the mermaid's energy accumulation: "Wait a minute!"

"……I wash."

He lowered his head and washed his face in the sink, brushing his hair from his beard to his beard, his face dripping with water, while paying attention to Angus's reaction.

Angus looked at him quietly, seeing that he was going to be perfunctory, reached out and pressed his neck, grabbed the soap and rubbed it on his face.

Steve, who was covered in soap all over his face... dizzy.

A cool feeling shaved across his cheeks, and before Steve could react, his beard was completely messed up by Angus's razor-like nails.

White soap scum mixed with curly beards fell all over the pool.

With a sip of water, Steve held the edge of the sink: "Okay! I got it! I'll wash it!"

Angus let go.

The whole face was covered with foam, so Steve simply rubbed his face with water, not to mention, it was really refreshing, but washing his face with soap was a bit dry.

After wiping off the water all over his face, Steve exhaled and looked sideways at Angus in the 'Overseer': "...Satisfied?"

Angus shook his hand and looked at him carefully.

Steve...not washed yet?

Angus raised his hand and pulled Steve's face, and touched it.

Steve, whose entire face has been torn out of shape...

He just washed his hands for the fish, and the equivalent exchange is not so equivalent.

Angus lowered his head, licked his temples, and smacked the water droplets that hadn't drained off his tongue back into his mouth.

Just before Steve reacted and pushed the fish away, Angus had already moved away from him several steps away, pushed his face far away, and pressed it into the pool.

Steve...

"Dirty." Angus raised his hand and turned the water to the maximum.

Steve poured water on his face again in a daze...

... He was wrong about the fish. Fish actually like to be clean, and they don't even like others being dirty.

He really needs to tell Angus that washing people's hands and washing their faces is definitely not the same process, and there is no need to rub them back and forth.

By the time Angus stopped pinching Steve's neck, Steve had washed his face and his upper body was mostly wet.

Even washed the hair together.

Wiping his face with a tissue, Steve felt his fatigue increase exponentially.

He shouldn't have come up with the idea of ​​making mermaids abide by the hygienic habits of human beings, and eating them with their hands is fine.His nails are still poisonous, and it is estimated that no bacteria can be retained.

While Steve was keeping a straight face, Angus had already picked up some of the breakfast Steve made for himself and put it in his mouth.

Steve...

Touch your bumpy chin, this fish can't afford it, can't afford it, and it's prone to premature aging.

Angus pursed the bread in his mouth, with a strange expression on his face, as if he was experiencing some strange event.

Steve sat down at the table and silently cut a piece for himself, saving a bite first.

Angus propped his hands on the table, tilted his body and smacked his fingers carelessly.The taste is very strange and unacceptable, but it doesn't seem to be an unacceptable taste.

He looked down at the human profile.

Hmm... angry?

Angus licked the taste off his fingers, lowered his head and bit his ear.

Steve's hands trembled, the bread fell back onto the plate, he squeezed his wet earlobe, and opened his mouth, but he still didn't say anything in the end.

Angus blinked, reached out and snatched all his bread.

Steve... he hasn't had a bite yet...

Closing his eyes and taking a deep breath, Steve turned his head and wanted to reason with Angus.

Just as he turned his head and opened his mouth, a big mouthful of bread filled his mouth, blocking all his words.

The sudden approach of the face also made him speechless.

Angus was holding the small corner of the other side of the bread, except for the one in the mouths of the two of them, most of the rest was hanging in the air. He chewed with puffed cheeks and tilted his head.

Curved the corner of the mouth, showing a smile.

Most of the food is left to you, so don't be angry.

Steve...

Letting go of his mouth, Angus leaned closer and touched the human forehead, then licked his sideburns sideways: "It's clean."

With his hands behind his back, he staggered out of the kitchen.

Steve, who was forced to hold the bread in his mouth, sat sideways at the dining table, his mind blank.

He didn't wake up until the ham and lettuce in the sandwich slipped down and fell on his feet.

Turning around in a hurry to save the last bite, Steve let go of the bread he had been biting for a long time, looking at the large and small bite marks on the diagonal of the bread.

Closing his eyes, his head was instantly as big as a bucket.

"Angus!"

"Don't share food with others!"

"Don't lick anything!"

"...I can't...Anyway, No!"

"I know you understand!! Don't play dumb!" Steve was like a turtle stung by a jellyfish.

Angus, who returned to the sofa camp, rolled his face on the sofa, letting his hair bury him firmly.

I don't understand, I don't know.

trouble.

The author has something to say: Steve: Angus, do you... know what you're doing?

Angus: I know.

Steve: ...really...?

Angus: Of course the ingredients have to be washed clean so that they taste good.I won't even eat you anymore, do you still have an opinion after licking it?

Steve: ...No problem.

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