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

Chapter 94 I saw my wife’s beautiful fishtail for the first time

The sea breeze brought salty and wet waves that crashed towards him, making the fine black hair on the boy's forehead a little wet and messy. It hung down on the edge of his cold and resolute eyebrows, making him look a little embarrassed and pitiful.

But Lu Lianbai didn't care about it. He kept his head down and remained silent the whole time, not knowing what he was thinking.

It was not until Jing Weimian found him that the young man finally realized what was happening and raised his eyebrows from his slightly wet hair, staring at the person in front of him for half a second.

Because the distance was very close, Jing Weimian could clearly see that the corners of the boy's eyes were obviously redder, and there was an abnormal amount of hot steam in his eye sockets.

The moment his eyes met hers, he immediately looked away, as if afraid that she would discover some shameful secret, and turned to leave.

Jing Weimian had finally found him, so how could she let him escape so easily? When he turned around, she reached out and grabbed his wrist with her webbed hands, "Where are you going now?"

Jing Weimian's webbed hands were covered with very soft, translucent scales, which would automatically expand and contract slightly when touching a heat source. As soon as Lu Lianbai's wrist was touched by her soft webbed hands, the blood, bones, and veins on the back of his hand, which had just been suppressed, began to expand uncontrollably again, and he suddenly pulled his hand back.

Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that after he pulled his hand back, Jing Weiman's webbed hands were still suspended in mid-air.

Thinking that his wife's webbed hand was very thin, soft and delicate, he pulled his hand back suddenly, and he didn't know if the friction had scratched his wife's webbed hand.

Lu Lianbai subconsciously asked, "Did it hurt you?"

Jing Weimian pursed his lips and deliberately exaggerated, "Now you're not even allowed to touch my hands?"

"No."

The boy didn't know where to look with his flushed eyes, and whispered, "Wife."

He turned his head away, not daring to look at her fishtail, and explained to her, "My mental network is a little dirty right now, and I don't want to pollute my wife."

Jing Weimian looked at him and asked knowingly, "Where is dirty?"

Lu Lianbai didn't want to answer this question that was not in his favor, but he was reluctant to ignore every word Jing Weiman said. After a long while, he adjusted his breathing frequency several times and tried his best to calm himself down. Then he slowly turned his head back and looked at Jing Weiman again.

The young man stood straight, trying his best to keep his eyes on Jing Weiman's slender neck without moving his eyes downwards at all.

Then, he began to carefully report to his wife his transcript of the past semester at the military academy.

"There were a total of nineteen mental assessments this semester, and I passed them all with full marks. My mental resonance tolerance training was rated S+, my brainwave star map control was rated 2S+, my synapse simulation was rated 3S+, my mental pollution test was rated 3S+, and my mental barrier construction was rated 4S+."

"These test results have been publicly uploaded to the Capital Star Alliance Military Academy's data center. If my wife doesn't believe me, I can retrieve them and show them to her after we safely leave here."

The young man paused at this point, as if he himself was feeling somewhat frustrated and embarrassed.

"I clearly passed all nineteen of the relevant mental assessments with extremely high scores, but I don't know why, just like... that person said—"

"It was the first time I saw my wife's beautiful fishtail. I don't know why I lost control like that."

"Superficial, impulsive, driven by desire, irrational, mentally disordered..."

The more the boy spoke, the more his cold eyes became filled with unbearable red emotions.

The tide behind me rose, and the crashing white waves seemed to be kissing the tail of a fish hanging under the reef.

The mermaid's petal tail is covered with layers of sparkling water light, like a gorgeous pink rose skirt slowly extending on the sea.

Jing Weiman stared at the young man without blinking.

No wonder Lu Lianbai never glanced at her fish tail from beginning to end.

Jing Weimian also knew that now was not the time to lament this.

But... it's really cute.

How could her spouse be so adorable?

In order to prove himself, he even showed her his transcript.

Jing Weiman felt itchy and couldn't help but stretched out his webbed hands again, gently holding the boy's cheeks. The sharp arc of his webbed fingers converged, becoming round and thin, and lightly slid across the boy's slightly red lower eyelids, wiping away the moisture in the corners of his eyes due to excessive mental suppression.

"So you've been hiding out here all by yourself?"

Lu Lianbai's face was held in her webbed hands, and his breathing became more irregular. He didn't dare to look her in the eye, and said in a deep voice, "I don't want my wife to think that I'm an unrestrained person who has a violent temper at the slightest provocation."

Jing Weimian used her webbed hands to hold down his jaw as he tried to turn it away, asking him to turn around and look at her again.

Then say.

"It's not your fault."

Lu Lianbai looked at her, his eyelashes lightly brushing against her soft webbed fingers resting on her eyelids, and heard Jing Weimian continue to speak.

"Besides, I don't think my spouse is an uninhibited human being who is prone to mental rage."

She rubbed half of his face with her webbed hands and asked coaxingly, "Is it because my fishtail is so beautiful that you can't control yourself?"

Half of Lu Lianbai's face was held in the soft palm of his hand. He sniffed the sweet and soft fragrance of his wife, his nose breathing hotly, and answered in a hoarse voice, "Hmm..."

"That's normal. You have to know that not every mermaid can grow such a beautiful tail. Your wife has never seen a mermaid with a tail more beautiful than mine, so this is not your problem."

Jing Weimian praised herself calmly, then stretched out her other hand and held his head with both hands, almost pressing the boy between the stone wall and herself, "And——"

The boy's head was held in his arms, his eyes fixed on her, still dark and hot: "What..."

"It doesn't matter if you can't control yourself in front of me."

Before Lu Lianbai could finish the question, Jing Weiman straightened up, held his head, stared into his eyes clearly, and then kissed the boy's soft and hot lips.

The kiss was deep, not giving the boy any chance to breathe.

At the same time, he injected healing spiritual power into the boy's neck to soothe his depression and irritability.

How could Lu Lianbai, in his youth, endure this? He was dizzy from the kiss, his slightly raised face rubbing against the slender and distinct webbed knuckles. The whole process was controlled by Jing Weimian, until he was almost out of breath. Only then did Jing Weimian slow down a little, and taught him with ease, showing him how to kiss him.

Jing Weimian's webbed hands gradually slid from the back of his head to the back of his neck, and she gently pinched it. "Do you feel a little more relaxed?"

The boy's lips were so hot, he held hers reluctantly, feeling dizzy and unable to hide his pleasure, "Yes..."

Jing Weiman curved her eyes, and hooked her arm around his neck in a relaxed manner, almost hanging on him, allowing the young man to peck her lips lightly and lightly, as if she wanted to try out the technique she had just learned from her over and over again, but each kiss was very light and immature.

It's like treating a fragile and precious treasure, cherishing it and kissing it lovingly.

Jing Weimian originally wanted to let him kiss her for a while, but Lu Lianbai seemed to be having fun and couldn't stop, the more he kissed, the more excited he became.

Seeing that it was almost dark, if she continued to let Lu Lianbai kiss her like this, she was afraid that her aunt and the others would get worried and come out to look for her. She would not care if they saw her then, but with Lu Lianbai's current shallowness, he would probably feel guilty for a long time.

Thinking of this, Jing Weimian had no choice but to hold the back of his head and rub his neck to comfort him, "Are you okay?"

(End of this chapter)