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

Chapter 172 Do you want to marry me?
The water in the pool was icy cold, and a waterfall cascaded down nearby.

Jing Weimian's entire body was bound by the fish tail, and she couldn't push him away even slightly or persuade him in the slightest.

She could only be forced to hug the mermaid's strong and firm waist and hips.

While I was hugging him, I suddenly couldn't resist and started touching his waist.

Although this fish isn't quite right in the head, its figure is... incredibly alluring.

Wild and lustful.

Before this, Jing Weimian's feelings towards the mermaid were dominated by fear.

After all, her size was a disadvantage, and she was afraid that if she wasn't careful, she might anger this guy and end up being eaten alive.

So let alone touching the mermaid, she would never have approached her on her own initiative if the mermaid hadn't insisted on hugging her...

But at this moment, my state of mind is clearly completely different from the beginning.

She was now almost certain that no matter how fiercely she yelled at him or hit him, the mermaid would only turn around and run away to sulk, and wouldn't actually hurt her.

Having become completely certain of this, Jing Weimian's heart was no longer as tense as it had been at the beginning. Now, when the mermaid held her in the water to bathe, she even dared to touch the mermaid's abs.

Because the mermaid's muscles felt so good, Jing Weimian became addicted to touching them.

My hand traced from the defined abdominal muscles all the way to the pectoral muscles, kneading the chest with my fingers, while the other hand slid down the waist and abdomen to the deep groove of the spine...

He exuded an extremely intense and oppressive masculine aura.

Jing Weimian buried her face in the middle of his chest, rubbing against him like a kitten kneading its breasts, and was somewhat dazed.

"Wife..."

The mermaid's slightly hoarse voice brought Jing Weimian back to her senses a little.

Only then did she notice that the mermaid's chest was almost red from being rubbed, and when she looked up, she saw that the mermaid's prominent Adam's apple was clenching tightly, as if she was trying her best to restrain herself.

Jing Weimian coughed, finally withdrawing her hand from the area on his waist and hips, which she had almost reached for, though she was still not quite done.

Jing Weimian showed no remorse for the several masterpieces that appeared on the mermaid's pectoral muscles, and even turned the tables, saying, "It was all because you seduced me by not wearing clothes. I didn't even intend to touch them!"

Without giving the merman a chance to explain, she immediately stomped on his tail with her toe, "Are you done washing? I'm coming up!"

"Wait a minute, honey."

Jing Weimian couldn't wait any longer. She freed one hand from his arms and reached for her clothes on the stone slab by the shore.

Seeing this, the mermaid instantly curled her tail and lifted her out of the water.

While Jing Weimian was putting on her clothes in his arms, the mermaid had already carried her back to the wooden house.

Jing Weimian didn't want to stay inside, so she simply moved a wooden stool to sit in the courtyard of the wooden house.

She played with the vines that had climbed over her, while glancing at the mermaid who was making shoes for her on the other side of the tree.

I don't know how the mermaid communicated with the vine. She had just sat down on the stool, and before her feet even touched the ground, the vine swiftly rushed over, and countless tendrils dragged a huge green leaf down to her feet.

Jing Weimian paused for a moment, then said, "Thank you."

The vines twisted shyly around her wrist a few times, but when the mermaid glanced at them, they immediately curled up obediently beside Jing Weimian's hand and stopped moving.

"By the way, you still haven't told me your name?"

Jing Weimian had assumed that mermaids, living alone in this sea, probably didn't even have the concept of naming themselves. However, after listening, the mermaid paused, turned around, and looked at her very seriously before answering, "Lu Lianbai."

Jing Weimian raised an eyebrow in slight surprise.

It's actually a surname from the capital planet of the empire.

This mermaid not only speaks fluent Imperial language, but is also literate and has a name... Jing Weimian pondered for a while, resting her chin on her hand. When the mermaid brought over woven rattan shoes for her to put on, she couldn't help but reach out and lift his slightly lowered chin to ask, "So... do you also have relatives from the human star system?"

It's unclear which words touched a nerve with the mermaid, but the mermaid's webbed hands gripping her ankle tightened slightly, and her expression turned cold. She said "No," and then picked Jing Weimian up from the wooden stool.

Jing Weimian had already gained experience in handling this fish. As soon as he wrapped his webbed arms around his waist, Jing Weimian's hands naturally wrapped around his neck, and he even managed to free one hand to tug at his ear fins.

"Liar me? While I was sleeping, did you go to the human star system? Otherwise, where did you bring back those human supplies from?"

The mermaid didn't resist at all when her ear fins were being pulled. Instead, she lowered her head and gently nudged her soft, white wrist, then hugged her waist tightly and said in a deep voice, "I didn't lie to my wife. Those things were originally mine."

"is it?"

Jing Weimian hesitated, then slightly loosened her grip on his ear fins. She noticed that the edges of the mermaid's ear fins were slightly red from being pinched by her, so she quickly rubbed them for him.

As a result, the reddish tinge on the mermaid's ear fins spread even more widely, and they flared out slightly.

Jing Weimian thought she had hurt him by rubbing him, but then she heard the mermaid groan softly, as if he was enjoying it, and he sucked on her wrist bone.

"..."

Jing Weimian was a little confused about this mermaid. Wasn't he being "interrogated" by her? How come he kissed her again after only a few words?
Jing Weimian resisted the urge to pinch his ear fins again, and frowned as she scolded, "Can't you think of anything serious besides that kind of thing? Let go!"

After several seconds, the mermaid finally reluctantly let go of her mouth and looked down at her.

Jing Weimian resolutely resisted the temptation: "Playing the victim won't work!"

However, once night fell...

When they returned to the wooden house and lay down on the stone bed, Jing Weimian held the mermaid's head and let the mermaid do whatever she wanted to her breasts for a long time.

Suddenly, with a nimble flip, she straddled the mermaid's waist fin, her soft hands roaming and caressing the mermaid's superior body.

For some reason, she suddenly remembered something completely out of the blue at that moment.

Just over half a year ago, her father and mother had asked her if there were any suitable marriage partners in the elite circles of the empire's capital star, or what specific requirements she had for her future marriage partner.

At that time, Jing Weimian had just returned to the capital star in triumph from the Rongke war zone. She had never been interested in such matters, so naturally she had no time to think about what her future partner should be like.

Or rather, I did think about it briefly a couple of times.

She had been independent since childhood, and the only thing she thought about at that time was that even if she was forced into a marriage by the president, she would only ask her other half to be well-behaved and not interfere with her long-term battles abroad.

But for some reason, at this moment, my fingertips slowly traced the mermaid's neckline and landed on her thin lips, outlining their beautiful shape in circles—

As if by some strange twist of fate, it seemed that in this mermaid... I saw for the first time the embodiment of my future partner.

At that moment, a subtle, secret joy began to spread through my heart.

Jing Weimian has always been someone who can't keep her thoughts to herself.

She quickly lost her temper and commanded him, "Open your mouth."

The mermaid's deep eyes stared straight at the person straddling her waist fin, and she obediently opened her thin lips.

And he smoothly slipped the two fingertips he was using to trace the outline of his lips inside.

She deliberately pressed her tongue against his wet, greasy lips, slowly and deliberately stirring it, her eyes looking down at him as she asked:

"You keep calling me 'wife,' but do you know that in the human star system, you need a legal marriage certificate to call me that legitimately?"

The mermaid paused, seemingly stunned, as he slowly blinked, looking at his wife on top of him, and mumbled, "Marriage...certificate?"

“That’s right, marriage certificate.” Jing Weimian patiently repeated it to him, which was rare for her.

Her slender fingers curved slightly as she pressed them against his somewhat sharp, animalistic teeth, and she asked with a faint smile, "Do you want to marry me?"