I set you up on a blind date, and you've managed to overcome all the weirdness?

On the wall.

The mermaid stared motionlessly at the man swimming toward her.

As the only bystander at the scene, she knew all too well how crazy that less than one-minute exchange had been.

She wanted to ask many questions.

Ask him if he is sick?

What's his motive?

Ask him if the death pact on his chest is just for show.

Why not use the power of the Slit-Mouthed Woman instead of using your physical body to fight? Do you think that makes you look cool?

Did he not know that even if she died here, she would still be a bizarre being who had lived for thousands of years, not worth a mortal sacrificing their life for?

Was he afraid that using another bizarre power would hurt her pride?

Was he afraid that the crazy woman would take her anger out on him, who was now powerless to resist?

Or perhaps he didn't think that much about it at all, and simply didn't want to use someone else's hands to save her in front of her.

She had the answer in her heart; the answer to every question was the same.

She has lived for far too long.

Having soaked in deep water for thousands of years, it has seen more humans than the shrimp in this water.

She had seen them push their closest relatives out to shield them from harm in order to save their own lives.

I've seen them curse and swear one second, and then kneel down and beg the next.

She once despised these lowly creatures who were so weak that they could only beg for survival by kneeling and worshipping.

But she's used to it now.

They are used to being feared, used to being schemed against, and used to being treated as a dangerous yet profitable high-level resource.

She even got used to this habit and was proud of it.

Only in this way can we avoid disappointment.

But this man is different.

He clearly held a trump card that wouldn't require him to die; he could have easily escaped unscathed.

But he didn't even think about it.

He turned his back to the monster and gave her a forced smile.

There were no transactions, no calculations.

When she had nothing, he was willing to risk his life and endure it.

The mermaid opened her mouth.

"You big idiot."

Lin Yan, of course, couldn't hear what she was cursing.

A large amount of seawater was forced into his trachea, and all he wanted now was to breathe some air.

He used his last bit of consciousness to get to the mermaid.

The mermaid did not dodge.

Lin Yan could barely keep her eyes open.

The lack of oxygen threw him into a state of confusion. His instinct for survival completely overwhelmed his reason. He had only one thought in mind: to breathe.

He saw a patch of blue in front of him, the only possible source of air in the pitch black.

He did not think, nor was he able to think.

It's like a traveler who has been thirsty in the desert for three days and three nights suddenly discovering a spring.

He pounced on him.

He gripped the mermaid's slender waist tightly with both hands.

He roughly pulled the deep-sea queen toward him.

Cold lips pressed against mine.

There was absolutely no lust, no probing whatsoever; it was simply a drowning person desperately trying to get oxygen.

Based on her past experience, Lin Yan skillfully pried open the two lips.

He sucked on it almost greedily.

The mermaid froze instantly, her eyes wide with disbelief at what had happened.

Having lived for thousands of years, nothing has ever dared to touch her in this way.

She subconsciously tried to use the power of the rules to push Lin Yan away, but forgot that she was currently chained to the wall.

The wound aggravated his throat, causing blood to gush out. Unexpectedly, the shameless guy seemed to have tasted the sweetness and sucked even more vigorously.

The mermaid was annoyed and looked at him.

She saw his face, bruised and purple, blood seeping from the corners of his eyes, his brows furrowed.

He was usually all smiles and jokes, but now he was only concerned with stealing air from her mouth.

She knew he wasn't being disrespectful; he was just dying.

The mermaid gradually relaxed, and her clenched hand slowly fell back down.

After an unknown amount of time, she seemed to have come to a realization. She raised her hand to wrap around Lin Yan's neck, parted her lips slightly, and took the initiative to meet him.

Although she cannot manipulate the power of the rules, mermaids are born with the ability to breathe underwater.

A breath of air passed over the tip of her tongue.

She meant well, wanting the bad guy to get some oxygen quickly.

Unexpectedly, the other party intensified their actions, as if they had seized some priceless treasure, and with a flick of their tongue, captured the tip of her own tongue.

Another greedy sucking.

Lin Yan's brows slowly relaxed. Although his mind was still not fully awake and his consciousness was still hazy, he was no longer in danger and the pain was gradually subsiding.

I can finally breathe again.

He was in a dreamlike state, able to feel physical contact but unaware of what he was doing, caught between sleep and wakefulness.

Experts have found that most people release their instinctive desires when they dream.

Lin Yan was no exception.

His hands moved before his brain did.

My right hand was originally clasped around the mermaid's waist. Her waist was very slender, and the skin under her scales was soft and cool, which felt very comfortable to touch.

He unconsciously tightened his grip, his thumb stroking back and forth along the curve of her waist, almost like touching jade.

Meanwhile, his left hand was not idle either, tracing down her back across the fine scales and stopping at the hollow of her lower back.

It was all muscle memory, all instinct, conditioned reflexes he had developed through countless dates.

The mermaid stopped listening to the action of transferring air and opened her eyes suspiciously.

She looked at Lin Yan with her eyes closed, somewhat puzzled.

But his face was still deathly pale, devoid of any color, and she felt a pang of sympathy upon seeing it.

There was no evil intent on his face; he was just not awake yet, and he didn't do it on purpose.

The mermaid comforted herself in this way.

There's another reason: she didn't know how to react.

Push it away?

He was still unconscious, and he was unconscious because of himself.

But if we don't push it...

Will this scoundrel's hands stay still?

Sure enough, his hand went down.

His right hand slid down from his waist, around the scales above the tail fin, and gently pinched the curve that he shouldn't have touched.

The mermaid's cheeks instantly burned.

Her blood wasn't like a human's; it was reddish with a hint of blue.

When she blushes, her face turns a light purple, spreading from her ears all the way to her collarbone.

Her breathing was already erratic, and her heart was pounding.

Lin Yan's blow wasn't very forceful, but the impact on her was more intense than any previous battle.

How could a complete eccentric with no experience withstand Lin Yan's teasing?

She frantically pulled her hands back from his neck, pressed them against his chest, and pushed him away forcefully.

Even though her collarbones were locked, I don't know where she got the strength from; perhaps this is the female monster's reserve power.

"That's enough!"

She turned her face away, her lips already stained red from Lin Yan's kisses.

She forced a smile and shouted:

"Don't push your luck."

Lin Yan was pushed backward, and his mind finally cleared up.

He was still holding his breath subconsciously, but found that the burning sensation had disappeared. In fact, his whole body felt cool.

Lin Yan turned to look at the mermaid in front of him.

She tilted her head to the side, her chest heaving violently.

Lin Yan immediately noticed her lips, which were noticeably red and slightly swollen.

Then, looking down along the neck, the entire face and chest were tinged with a light purple, as if they were very hot.