Fast Travel: Crazy Criticism of Beauty Always Conspiring against Me

Wei Silu looked at the sleeping young man in the bath, his eyes slipped from her cheeks to the scales on the side of her neck.

The color has improved a bit, and the pink at the tip of the scales has been replaced by light blue.

Wei Silu stayed in the bathroom for another two hours. The cold water from the shower made his original pure white shirt stick to his body transparently, outlining the magnificent chest muscles and tight waistline and abdominal muscles.

The wet hair has been pushed back by him, without the cover of the hair strands, revealing a smooth and full forehead, the lines are obvious but not cold, it is the kind of natural beauty that can make people fall in love at a glance.

The shadows cast by the long eyelashes fell on the eyelids, which were light gray and covered them, making it impossible to see the true emotions at the bottom of the eyes.

He went out and changed into clean clothes and came back again, picked up the person in the water, and carried him back to the bed.

Very restless sleep at night.

My head hurts badly.

"Hot..." murmured unconsciously.

Wei Silu opened his eyes, touched the skin on her body, it was a little hot, and pressed his forehead tightly.

The breath she exhaled landed on his neck and was surprisingly hot for a moment.

"Why do you have a fever?" Wei Silu said.

The man frowned.

Perhaps it was because she was too hot, and Wei Silu's temperature was lower, so she leaned over and curled up in Wei Silu's arms.

Wei Silu pulled away her hand and went down to turn on the light.

What caught my eye was the handsome young man with flushed cheeks, with fine sweat on his forehead, huddled under the blanket.

Wei Silu turned down the air conditioner by two degrees.

The temperature of the bottom of the hand is astonishingly hot.

It was the first time he experienced such a thing, and it really made people wonder what to do.

His little fish is sick.

What should I do if the mermaid has a fever?
She can't eat human food, likes water, and should be similar to fish in essence.

Wei Silu looked serious, and called Wilke to ask him to bring a bottle of normal saline.

Wei Erke received a call from Wei Silu at night and wanted to check the time displayed on the phone. It was 01:30 in the morning, with a bitter face.

The husband will really embarrass him, where can he buy this point?

Even so, I got up and took the elevator out.

……

This was the first time that Song Ci fell ill after so many years traveling through the small world, and it was because of eating human food.

Being sick is harder than ever.

After waking up for a while, he vaguely saw Wei Silu's figure, his head sank and he fell asleep again.

When she woke up during the day, Wei Silu was sitting on the edge of the bed with her palm still on her forehead.

"Wake up." There was some fatigue in his voice, "Is it better?"

Song Ci tugged at the quilt: "Yes."

He didn't notice that he got up to pour a glass of water and handed it to her.

Song Ci raised his head, with a needle in his hand, and the blood returned from the movement of raising his hand, which made Wei Silu's heart tighten again.

The voice became serious: "Don't move."

Seeing her obediently stop her movements, she brought the cup to her lips: "Drink it."

Song Ci didn't drink, but simply vented her dissatisfaction. She just got sick, and now she has to order her.

The boy turned his head sideways, and the water in the cup spilled a little on the thin quilt.

His chin was turned by him, Song Ci took off the needle on the back of his hand, and patted the back of his hand.

"Let go of me."

Song Ci was not happy, so he shouldn't think about it either.

The hardened nails accidentally scratched Wei Silu's palm, and blood beads rolled down from the cut.

A drop landed on the corner of her lips and penetrated into her mouth, sweet and hot.

She didn't want to hurt him.

Looking at Song Ci's dazed expression, Wei Silu stretched out his thumb to wipe off the bright red corners of her lips, and then licked the plump flesh of her lips.

The flesh of his lips trembled slightly, and his pale lips turned bright red with the movement of his thumb.

"Unhappy?" he asked.

A low laugh fell in her ear, with a strong and magnetic voice, "What about now?"

He was asking, but that tone sounded like he was trying to seduce her.

Those beautiful eyes were half-closed.

"Yeah." It was a voice hummed from the nasal cavity.

Song Ci wanted to see if the wound on the palm of his hand was deep, and just as he held his finger, he was pulled away, and a glass of water was handed over from his lips again.

"obedient."

Song Ci swallowed, the salty taste was not very good, a bit like sea water, but it diluted the bloody taste in his mouth.

"Let me see."

Wei Silu looked into those beautiful eyes, noticed the guilt in her eyes, and quietly moved the corners of her lips.

She still has to pull him.

Wei Silu let go of her hand ignorantly, went to the side to find some medicine, and wrapped it in gauze casually.

The wound was made by him himself, so it's not easy to be hurt by her, but seeing the resistance in her eyes, he just wanted to make her feel guilty.

She is different from fish.

She has human-like affection and plenty of curiosity.

Let her feel that she is caring about her, and silently, that kind of intimacy will be produced.

This is the first step that cannot be separated from you.

Second, let her trust you.

With trust comes dependence.

Whether it is a human being or any other creature with emotions, once a sense of dependence arises, it will be blind.

Let the other party feel anxious about gains and losses, so that it is not far from completely controlling her.

The heavy eyes lingered silently from the young man.

It wasn't enough to keep her by my side forever.

what he wants is

—Let her be completely her own.

With his back to the boy's figure, the man stretched out his hand to wrap the white gauze, his emotions hidden in the shadow, a dull light gray.

Wilke turned over in his sleep and fell off the sofa, with an "oops".

He rubbed his sore arm, and inadvertently met Wei Silu's eyes, a chill shot down his spine.