Abstinence Admiral Don't Bite, the Softer Mermaid Top Thug

Chapter 11: Fish Separation Anxiety
At this time in the study upstairs.

Lu Lianbai stood in front of the desk, his eyes dark and deep, staring at a small pearl nestled in his palm without blinking, his chest beating heavily under his military uniform.

The overall color of the pearl is that kind of lustrous blue, but under the projection of light, it is faintly shimmering with a soft light pink like water satin.

The pearls were so tender that they rolled tremblingly into his big hands, as if they would break if squeezed.

Lu Lianbai bent his finger joints slightly downward, as if he wanted to rub it, but he was afraid that the rough calluses on his fingertips would cause irreversible scratches to the little pearl. In the end, he restrained himself and did not dare to touch it easily.

"How is it? Do you have any impression of it?"

Marshal Lu saw that he was staring at Zhenzhu and couldn't help but ask.

"Yeah." Lu Lianbai said in a low voice, "I dreamed about it."

In his dreams, there were similar fuzzy pearls, falling on his face, chest, waist and abdomen...

During these three years, every time he tried to hold it, he would be dragged into the bottomless abyss and drowned until he woke up.

"Coincidentally, before I came back, I called the Gu family and they said Jiazhen had also gone to that old street today to do some work. Do you think it's possible that Jiazhen accidentally left it there?"

"It can't be her."

"How can you be sure? Professor Xia also said that you forgot a lot of things when you woke up. Maybe you forgot Jiazhen? After all, it was Jiazhen who brought you back. No matter what, she did you a favor."

Lu Lianbai didn't explain further, but said calmly: "I know it was her who brought me back, so I have tried my best to meet the Gu family's needs in the past few years, except for the request for marriage."

As he spoke, Lu Lianbai finally took his eyes off Little Pearl and frowned, asking, "Father just said that before you passed out, you saw a child walking towards you, and when you woke up, the wound on your body disappeared?"

"Yes, I felt strange at the time, too. After I came back, I was afraid your mother would find out and worry, so I asked a doctor to check me without telling her. The results showed that I was indeed fine."

"Does the father remember what the child looked like?"

Marshal Lu shook his head. "I didn't see clearly. The child must have been quite young, and he was carrying a... small blue schoolbag. But I've already asked my men to check that old street. I'll let you know once they find him."

Lu Lianbai gently held the little pearl in his hand and said "hmm".

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At the same time, outside the restricted area of ​​the military academy.

During the break, Jing Weimian ignored the warning sign on the guardrail and went forward to check the gap in the guardrail. The special material on it had already been distorted and was still clinging to unknown pollutant particles.

Jing Weiman stretched out her finger and touched it lightly, causing ripples in her mental power. She immediately and sensitively captured the faint human breath lingering on it.

Skillful.

She had actually seen the owner of this aura today.

As soon as Jing Weimian returned to the infirmary, she saw Cheng Lie, with his rebellious short golden-brown hair, trying to break her door open in various ways.

"what are you doing?"

Hearing Jing Weiman's voice, Cheng Lie turned his head suddenly, and seeing that it was indeed her who came back, the bloodthirsty and fierce look in his eyes finally subsided a little.

Then he rushed to her angrily and roared, "How dare you ask? Didn't you say you would treat us if we did as you said? Where have you been? Do you know how long I've waited for you—"

Jing Weimian reached out and pressed down the arrogant golden hair that was sticking up on his head.

"Settle down."

The next second, Cheng Lie stopped attacking instantly.

Pursing his lips, he ordered sternly, "Continue."

Jing Weimian didn't bother to pay attention to him and simply opened the door and went in. Cheng Lie wanted to follow him in, but she stopped him with her hand, "Go call the classmate who's following you...whose spirit form is a hummingbird."

Cheng Lie was immediately annoyed: "Jing Weimian, what are you doing? He is inferior to me in terms of family status and spiritual level. Why do you treat him first and not me?"

"Come here."

Cheng Lie rushed towards her with great momentum. Jing Weimian reached out and rubbed the golden hair on his head.

The healing mental power was injected into his mental network. Cheng Lie groaned and suddenly felt so comfortable that short, round, furry animal ears popped out of his head uncontrollably.

On the surface, he was sticking out his chest and pulling in his stomach to let her touch him obediently, but in reality, he was like a big cat whose fur was being purred along, and the animal ears among his short golden brown hair were so excited that they started moving like radars.

After a while, Jing Weimian withdrew his hand and said, "I'll give you three minutes to call someone over."

Cheng Lie had just been healed and purified, so he wasn't angry at her ordering him around. He simply warned her, "You just healed me for one minute and thirty-five seconds. You can't heal others for longer than me. Do you understand?"

"If you keep nagging, go find someone else to heal you."

In this case, Cheng Lie didn't say anything and had to swallow his anger and help her call someone.

The student that Jing Weiman asked Cheng Lie to call over was named Li Qingyu. As his name suggested, he had a handsome and gentle appearance. At that time, when they were in the training ground, he had been following Cheng Lie and the others silently, neither participating in their actions nor staying away from them.

"Cheng Lie said that Teacher Jing asked me to come over."

Li Qingyu walked in and stopped in front of the table.

Jing Weimian nodded and stood up, looking him up and down. Without giving him a chance to react, he reached out and pressed the back of his neck, pressing him against the table, and got straight to the point.

"Where did you hide D677?"

"What..." Li Qingyu's face was pressed on the table, and he screamed in pain, "I, I don't know what Teacher Jing is talking about..."

"You have two choices. Either take me to find D677 now, or I'll beat you up first and then drag you to find D677."

Li Qingyu struggled for a while, then closed his eyes and gave up: "...I'll take Teacher Jing to find it."

Jing Weimian's mouth twitched slightly, "Isn't it a bit too quick to give up?"

If you cooperate like this, it will be difficult for her to do anything.

"The result is the same anyway." Li Qingyu's face was pale, and the arm she held was trembling slightly. "Besides, I'm afraid of pain."

Jing Weimian glanced at the guy's neck and arms. They were indeed very delicate and tender, but they turned red after she pinched them for a while.

She pretended that she had something to do and wanted to take Li Qingyu out.

He secretly detained the person all the way until Li Qingyu led her to an abandoned warehouse.

Li Qingyu gave her the key. Jing Weiman held him down and opened the door of the warehouse with one hand.

When I went in, I saw bloodstains on the ground and several heavy chains made of special materials were torn into small pieces.

Li Qingyu stared at the tattered pieces of chain and murmured, "It broke free and escaped."

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At the same time, in the courtyard on Fourth Street.

Jing Xiaoyu worked hard in his small vegetable garden for a whole day and finally planted the seeds.

The little guy was tired and sleepy. He went back and forth several times, filled the bathtub with water, and then jumped into the water with his arms and legs spread out. He wanted to soak in the water and take a nap to rest.

Jing Xiaoyu gently hugged her young fish tail, and arched her soft little face against both sides of the tail fin.

Soothe yourself to sleep.

Perhaps because he was not used to being away from his mother for so long, Jing Xiaoyu seemed to have some separation anxiety. His soft little hands kept scratching at the water that he could not hold, as if he was still clinging to his mother's beautiful gauze fins in the deep sea.

Therefore, she didn't notice at all that at this moment, a dark and cold tentacle slowly crawled into the yard following the pure breath of the mermaid cub.

(End of this chapter)