Fast Travel: Crazy Criticism of Beauty Always Conspiring against Me

Chapter 382 Deep Sea Pearl (15)

Wilke finally couldn't stand Wei Silu's gaze, and admitted, "Ice cream."

Song Ci called him a traitor in his heart.

"Eat?" Wei Silu looked at her, without any doubt in his eyes, he knew that Xiaoyu would not be good.

"Yeah" raised his chin, a little provocative.

She wanted to see what he could do.

The man didn't speak, and didn't do anything else, just nodded slightly connivingly.

Song Ci lowered her eyes and felt that this didn't look like his behavior, she thought he would seriously warn her not to eat indiscriminately.

Wilke left after a short stay.

After closing the door, the man stood up.

The tall figure fell on her body, covering everything about her.

"Anything uncomfortable?"

Wei Silu squatted beside her and asked.

Song Ci could easily look at him while sitting on the sofa, the color in the man's eyes was a little gentle.

"No." Song Ci thought for a while, then nodded seriously.

Wei Silu stood up.

Except for a little lethargy recently, Xiaoyu has no other abnormalities.

"Don't you like fish?"

"It's not that I don't like it."

She just hates raw.

During this period of time, Song Ci's hair has also grown a lot of typical well-behaved Zhengtai hairstyles, making this person more obedient, but it's just a look.

He is rebellious in his bones and doesn't like to be disciplined.

Seeing the exhaustion in her eyes, her big hand gently landed on her head, the corners of her lips raised slightly, "Go back to your room and rest."

Song Ci was indeed tired. He was used to being hugged by Wei Silu during this time. Seeing him reach out, he actively wrapped his arms around his neck.

Leaning softly on his shoulder, he yawned.

Breathing on Wei Silu's shoulders, the man raised his palm to caress her spine, lifted her hip with one arm, and a small ball fell into his arms.

With her still on the bed, it's not that there are no other guest rooms, it's just that he has filled all the other rooms with instruments.

It is more convenient to record her habits with her.

Besides, his little fish didn't seem to care about it.

Wei Silu reached out and turned on a gentle orange night light. The light was weak, and the light was on Song Ci's side. When he turned it on, his eyes fell on her inadvertently.

Under the gentle light, the scales on the side of her neck can be seen, and the original light blue color has turned into a light pink.

Wei Silu rubbed his fingers over it, not knowing why.

The last time I saw a thin powder on her scales was because she was sick, now her whole scales are dyed with a light powder, and there is a little transparent blue at the tip of the tail.

I got sick?
Or is it because I ate ice cream today?
Wei Silu's eyes fell on her face.

The long lashes drop a shade of light gray.

The lips are bright red.

Putting his thumb on her cheek and rubbing it back and forth, he said in a low voice: "Little fish..."

In the early morning, Song Ci was hot all over and his consciousness gradually became blurred, and he kept approaching Wei Silu.

Some thirsty, body temperature is high.

Wei Silu heard a low moan in front of him, and his eyes instantly became deep and thick.

"Uncomfortable." He let out a hot breath, which fell into Wei Silu's ear.

Wei Silu looked at her pink cheeks, and reached out to touch her forehead.

Not hot.

No fever, but what's wrong now.

Wei Silu thought it was because she was short of water, so he carried her to the bathtub filled with cold water to soak.

"Is it better?" Wei Silu asked, observing her situation.

Song Ci buried herself in the water, her whole body was very hot, and a numb itching arose from her tailbone, which made her unable to hold back a soft snort.

Wei Silu's Adam's apple rolled so fiercely that he couldn't hear her voice.

Close the door and go out.

After a while, I heard the slap of running water, as if I fell, and heard a muffled sound.

Wei Silu immediately opened the door to see what was going on.

There were torn clothes on the floor, and the beautiful little fish was leaning against the bathtub.

It's just that the bathtub is too small, and most of the fish's tail is left outside, emitting sparkling pink-blue waves.

The cartilaginous fins of the ears are open, the transparent membrane is now a light pink, the tail gradually deepens to an ice blue, and the skin has a cool white luster under the light.

The edge of the caudal fin reveals a rich bright red.

Wei Silu's voice is low and full, like an elegant cello in international music.

"Pearl," he read.

Stepping over, his fingers accidentally touched her tail.

She curled up.

The tail moved and shook slightly, exuding a magical luster.

The whole space seemed cramped and cramped.

Hearing her whisper, Wei Silu withdrew his hand.

Song Ci felt too uncomfortable and turned over, but fell to the ground.

Wei Silu bent down to hug her, but she moved and wrapped her tail around Wei Silu's body.

The first button on the shirt was accidentally torn off just now, and the high-grade black gold button fell to the ground and rolled down, making a slight sound on the tiles.

Hair as soft as silk ran across the back of his hand.

Those beautiful amber eyes were misty, with a thin powder at the end of the eyes.

The scales on the side of the neck exude a peach blossom-like luster.

"gorgeous."

After a long time, he said something with a low smile at the end.

Only those dark eyes revealed the waves in his heart.

Song Ci used a lot of strength, if the fish tail was wrapped around him, an ordinary person would definitely be suffocated by her strength.

Wei Silu didn't move and let her go.

"It doesn't look like she's sick."

The man looked at her with imperceptible emotions in his voice, it was cool, his eyes were as deep as pools, and his voice was a little flirtatious with laughter.

love
He himself didn't notice the irregular breathing.

He stretched out his arms and put them around her waist.

want to.

Breath fell on her ears.

The beautiful auricles swayed slightly, and under the light and shadow, the pale pink blood vessel patterns inside could be clearly seen.

Vibe gets sticky in tight spaces

Some warm kisses fell on his chin, eager and flustered.

There was some surprise in his eyes.

Wei Silu's eyes were half-closed, and his dull and indifferent appearance was shattered one by one.

"Little fish..."

Song Ci's mind was in a mess.

"Uh" the tone sounded, even though he couldn't hear clearly, he answered him hastily.

Wei Silu straightened up, with a smile hidden in his dark eyes, he said, "Is Xiaoyu uncomfortable?"

"Yeah." Her eyes were blurred with tears.

Wei Silu's heart was hit, and he reached out to caress her cheek: "Can I help?"

Knowing that she had lost consciousness and relied on instinct to support her, he still said this and gave a low laugh.

A mellow and hoarse voice collided in the bathroom.

His pale and slender fingers lingered on the tip of her tail, seeing the sparkle in her eyes, she shook her head as if sighing, "Not good."

"It hurts." She took the man's hand and put it on her forehead, like a poor kitten.

Wei Silu's eyes fell on her face again and he reached out to touch her soft hair. The soft hair was as smooth and delicate as fine silk in his hands.

"It's beautiful, Pearl."

With a low sound, it seemed to be pampering and pampering.

He bowed his head and kissed her lips.

The dark eyes reflected that beautiful and beautiful girl, her gentle appearance was just like him, elegant and restrained, extremely attractive.

His person is not as gentle as the surface.

The tears in the corner of the eyes fell down and turned into pearls and fell to the ground.

The pure white pearls collided on the ground and made a crisp sound, so small that it could not be heard clearly in the narrow room full of breathing.

"Hot, hot..."

The temperature of deep-sea fish is relatively low, and the temperature of humans is indeed very high for her.

It's hot on the skin.

Wei Silu looked at the teardrops hanging from Song Ci's eyelashes, and the tears couldn't stop falling down the end of his eyes.

There was a light slap in the heart, and the palm of my hand was pressed against her forehead, and the temperature was a little high.

Hope she's not sick with a fever.

Wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes, she lightened her movements, gently wrapped her waist around her, and turned into the bathtub.

When the cold water came up, the man stopped crying.

Hooked his neck in the water.

His little fish is too delicate.

Soft and pretty and big-tempered.

The corners of the lips raised unconsciously.

The color of the bottom of the eyes is as dark as ink, reflecting that beautiful figure.

The beautiful and stunning fish tail swayed unconsciously, and the splashing water splashed out.

(End of this chapter)