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

Chapter 170 Feeding My Wife
The mermaid did not immediately carry Jing Weimian back into the wooden house.

Behind the wooden house was a waterfall pool, and the mermaid carried Jing Weimian to the blue stone platform on the bank of the pool.

The fish's tail splashed up clear water, and its long webbed fingers gripped the human's two calves.

Despite their enormous and fierce appearance, the mermaids' movements as they wash human feet are extremely gentle, carrying a strange and tender quality.

It's as if he was born to take good care of the spouse or partner he had chosen at first sight.

Jing Weimian was caught off guard and was suddenly lifted and sat on the blue stone in the pool. Looking down, she saw that both of her feet were gripped by the mermaid's webbed hands, and the tail fin swept over her ankles with the water.

At that time, she was only thinking about leaving this place, so she didn't care that she wasn't wearing shoes and wandered around the forest barefoot for half a day.

So much so that when the mermaid held her toes and washed her feet, she noticed that her feet below the ankles were covered in mud, and there were several cuts on her skin from being scratched by bushes and thorns.

The mermaid's tail fin scales, dripping with water, gently wrapped around her feet, causing her to swim back and forth. It was as if she was being repeatedly covered by a healing warm current, and even the slight cuts quickly healed and disappeared.

At first, Jing Weimian thought the mermaid was just carrying her over to wash her feet, but as she washed them, something clearly went wrong.

The dark blue scales near the mermaid's pelvic fins rose up sharply, their arcs rubbing against Jing Weimian's flat, thin abdominal skin.

Not only that, the mermaid aura above their heads also gradually became stronger.

Jing Weimian frowned and looked down at the erect scales pressing against her waist and abdomen. The more she looked at them, the more she felt that these powerful and beautiful scales had an indescribable and alluring quality.

The fabric of the vest, which clung tightly to the narrow abdominal cavity, was pressed so deeply by the scales that it left an imprint of their shape.

Before she could react, the mermaid lifted her up by the waist.

The taut, thin waistline revealed by the slightly rolled-up fabric of the vest instantly came into view.

The mermaid's eyes were deep and mysterious. Her wet, webbed fingers caressed the ring of scales imprinted on her belly, and she spoke slowly and deliberately.

"My wife's belly is so small and cute."

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Jing Weimian finally came to her senses, reached out and pushed away his increasingly tight waist fins, her pale face showing a hint of displeasure, "Put me down!"

The mermaid's response was to forcefully and domineeringly pull her into his arms, remaining silent no matter how much she cried out on the road.

Stubbornly and forcefully, he insisted on carrying her back to the stone bed in the wooden house himself.

The mermaid took out a large bag of packages she had brought back from her trip, and carefully selected some books, game consoles, and other entertainment items that humans liked, placing them next to Jing Weimian, "For my wife to play with."

While Jing Weimian was still bewildered by the pile of things in front of him, the mermaid, as if afraid that his wife would go hungry, quickly went out to process the meat they had hunted.

Jing Weimian glanced at the mermaid leaving through the door, regained her senses, and casually pulled off the vest that had been crumpled by the mermaid.

She sat on the stone bed, flipped through the toys in front of her, but didn't pick them up to play with them. Instead, she gleaned some useful information from them.

The mermaid went out to hunt for her.

He also brought back things from the human realm for her to play with.

Does this mean that mermaids actually know how to leave this sea area?
If that's really the case, as long as she can learn the way out from the mermaid, she won't have to rack her brains to find a way out, and she might not even be able to find one.

Jing Weimian played with the butterfly knife in her hand and thought calmly for a while before quickly coming up with an idea.

She unusually stayed obediently in the wooden house, not going anywhere, until the aroma of meat wafted in through the window. Not long after, the familiar sound of mermaids swimming came up the wooden stairs.

The door opened, and the mermaid actually brought out a plate of fragrant food, looking quite professional.

Jing Weimian deliberately ignored the long, dark, shimmering tail swimming behind him, coughed, and said "thank you." Just as he was about to reach out and take the tray from his hand, the mermaid slightly turned aside and said, "I'll feed my wife."

Jing Weimian: "..."

Forget it, I'll just play the role of a delicate human in the eyes of a mermaid for now.

Jing Weimian was genuinely hungry at this moment and too lazy to argue with the mermaid for it. She glanced at him and urged, "Then hurry up and feed him."

The mermaid has a cold and stern face, and when she kisses someone, she is really fierce and ruthless, even though when she feeds in the deep sea, she swallows her prey whole in one gulp.

But at this moment, its every move in feeding humans is extremely calm and meticulous.

Not only did it retract its webbed feet and sharp claws, but it also fed the human bite by bite into the human's slightly parted, thin red lips, as if afraid of choking the human's delicate esophagus.

After being fed for a while, Jing Weimian couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you going to eat?"

"For my wife to eat."

The mermaid answered, but her eyes kept darting back and forth as she swallowed her food.

Jing Weimian vaguely sensed something, and hurriedly lowered her eyelids, avoiding looking directly at the increasingly intense heat in the mermaid's eyes.

"Okay, I'm full... don't feed me anymore..."

Jing Weimian frowned and turned her head away, refusing his continued feeding.

But as soon as she finished speaking, the mermaid's fishtail eagerly climbed up.

They wrapped their arms around Jing Weimian's waist and abdomen, and their webbed hands pulled the fabric of her vest upwards.

Then, the expanded webbed membranes rubbed against it without any obstruction, gently and lightly adhering to the human's thin, tender, snow-white belly.

He pressed down slightly along the beautiful, slender lines of her skin, his eyes deepening, and asked in a low voice, "Are you really full?"

Jing Weimian's abdomen trembled slightly as her hands were pressed down. She tensed her waist and ordered, "Take your hands away."

As he bent down to kiss her stomach without regard for anything else, Jing Weimian hurriedly raised her hand and grabbed his chin, glaring at him with a slightly breathless voice and scolding, "If you keep doing this, I'm really going to get angry!"

The merman paused, his eyes filled with confusion: "I just wanted to tease my wife's belly, why is she angry?"

Jing Weimian's ears felt slightly warm. She could feel the mermaid's cool breath spraying onto her exposed stomach as he spoke, as if his lips and tongue had gently scorched her, causing her waist and abdomen to involuntarily spasm slightly.

She took a deep breath, ignoring his shameless words, and skipped the preliminaries she had planned, asking him directly:
"I have a question. Why did you mistake me for your wife? Is it because I was the first human you ever met?"

"If that's the case, as long as you're willing to let me leave here, I'll help you find a partner who's more compatible and suited to you, as you request. What do you think?"

Jing Weimian made the suggestion with the intention of communicating properly with this male mermaid to resolve the issue.

Unexpectedly, after hearing her words, the mermaid's eerie eyes changed instantly.

The fish tail, which had been docile and gentle, coiling around Jing Weimian just a second ago, suddenly erupted in fury.