What if my sister becomes a mermaid?

After tossing around for a few minutes, Lin Di went to the kitchen to warm up Song Fei's remaining half plate of braised fish. Not to mention, eating the fish in front of the mermaid had a special taste.

Song Fei now has a psychological shadow on the fish, and advises Lin Di not to eat it:

"Sister, this plate of fish may be poisonous, aren't you afraid that if you eat it, you will become like me?"

The craftsmanship of the housekeeping aunt is top-notch, and Lin Di loves to eat.She wasn't worried that she would become like Song Fei, because she didn't see a progress bar on her head.Besides, so what if there were?The whole world is going to change, and she is not alone. She is quite curious about what she will become.

But Lin Di still said sweet words:

"Isn't it good to become like you? When the time comes, we will find a piece of sea to live together, and build a dragon palace on the bottom of the sea."

Song Fei was very coaxing, she laughed when she heard it, and started to build the Dragon Palace with Lin Di, as if imagining what she would do after winning 500 million yuan, and she spoke clearly and honestly, as if it was real.

Her voice was sweet but not sharp, and she spoke slowly, muttering softly to the side, closing her eyes as if listening to a late-night audio station, a little reassuring and a little hypnotic.

Lin Di kept pouring water for her.Conservatively, she drank a liter or two. Song Fei didn't feel like going to the bathroom at all—maybe mermaids don't need to go to the bathroom—nor did she suffer from lack of water.

Song Fei happily patted her tail on the sofa, clattering:

"Maybe as long as I drink enough water, I can live on the shore!"

"Just wait and see." Lin Di closed his eyes and rested, grabbing Song Fei's tail with his hands.

"itch."

Song Fei laughed and avoided her hand.

"Is this equivalent to feet?" Lin Di asked, the mermaid's movements were not as flexible as her hands, she still caught the fish's tail, held it in her hand and gently traced along the direction of the scales.

"Don't, sister, it's really itchy."

Song Fei smiled and collapsed on the sofa. Originally, her legs were struggling. She really looked like a fish out of water.

It's strange that such hard scales have such sensitive senses.Lin Di tapped on the scales with her fingers, and asked Song Fei if she felt it. Song Fei nodded and asked her if it hurt, she shook her head.

"I think this tail looks very defensive at first glance," Song Fei suggested, "otherwise, elder sister, you can scratch it with a knife."

When Song Fei said this, she still had an innocent face. Lin Di glanced at her. She thought it was okay seriously, so she also took the fruit knife seriously, and handed it to Song Fei:

"You row by yourself, I'm afraid I won't be able to grasp the severity."

Song Fei really picked up the knife and started poking her own tail intently, like an ignorant child torturing a fish waiting to be slaughtered on the ground.

The blade could not scratch a trace on the scales.The tip of the knife collided with the scales, making the sound of gold and stone colliding. Seeing that there was no pain at all, Song Fei gradually became more courageous and increased the force, stabbing down hard. It is the kind of normal people who would reflexively scream when they saw it. She didn't even blink her eyes, and her hands made a "ping" sound——

The point of the knife is crooked.

"Sister, the quality of this knife is really bad." Song Fei looked at the Zwilling logo on it, and said innocently.

Lin Di took the glorious fruit knife, touched Song Fei's unscathed fish scales, and shook her slender wrist:

"You have so much strength?"

If a normal person stabs with that kind of force, the most likely thing is not to hit the tip of the knife crookedly, but to be unable to hold the knife stably and fly out obliquely.

"I don't know," Song Fei's wrists were held in Lin Di's hands, both hands were dangling as if they had no bones, "Your sister wrenched my wrists and you'll know."

Wrist wrestling, an eternal classic operation.

Although they have lived together temporarily and often have intimate touches, the gesture of clasping hands is still special after all, a tentative confrontation and an ambiguous prelude.

Lin Di is a frequent visitor to the gym and is also a good boxer. His hands are not weak, and they hold Song Fei's hands that look like chicken feet and have no trace of training. They are quite bullying.

"My sister will let me go."

Song Feinuo said.

Her hands were one size smaller than Lin Di's, with cold palms, soft and boneless fingers, and translucent jade-pink fingertips. No matter how you look at them, they are a pair of hands that don't touch Yangchun water, and can't be lifted.

Lin Di is considered very fair, and he also pays attention to whitening and maintenance on weekdays, but he can't compare with someone like Song Fei who is naturally white and translucent. With two hands overlapping, Lin Di's hand joints are distinct, and the phalanges show strength. The outcome of the game seemed to speak for itself.

Lin Di originally wanted to put some water, so he stalemate for a while at the beginning, and then slowly put Song Fei down, taking the opportunity to hold on for a while, but at the very beginning, Song Fei knocked her down before she had time to exert more force When the back of his hand hit the table, Lin Di was still in a daze.

She looked up at Song Fei, and Song Fei was also in a daze. She let go of Lin Di's hand and spread her palms in a gesture of surrender:

"Beifei doesn't know, Feifei doesn't know, it's none of Feifei's business."

"Don't call yourself Feifei." Caught off guard, Lin Di was disgusted by her again. She caught Song Fei's hand and studied it. She was a thin and thin girl with no muscles on her arms. Can burst out with such overwhelming power.

"Don't touch it."

Song Fei let her hold and touch and pinch her hand for a long time. She obviously enjoyed it, but she still pretended to be embarrassed and pulled her hand back, and the fish tail swayed back and forth slightly behind her.

"The fish's tail has grown, so it's possible to gain some strength."

Indeed, there is only one explanation.

Otherwise, where would Lin Di lose face as the champion of the arm wrestling contest?

After winning Lin Di, Song Fei was in a good mood, with her tail up all the time, humming softly.

Lin Di stared at her tail, teasingly said:

"If you get slapped by this tail, you will faint right away?"

Song Fei heard the words, hurriedly swept Lin Di's thigh with the fish tail, and said:

"I'm not willing to treat my sister like this."

The two of them spent several hours on the sofa. Lin Di ate and took a shower, and went to the toilet twice. Song Fei drank tons of water, but felt refreshed, and didn't go to the toilet once. Pass.

"Sister, sleep with me at night, okay? I'm afraid that something unexpected will happen." Song Fei acted like a baby.

After her feet turned into fishtails, she used her tail as a large pillow to cushion Lin Di's waist, and wrapped her tail up from behind, wrapping Lin Di in her arms, feeling extremely proud.

Lin Di ruthlessly refused, and stretched out his finger to pat her forehead: "It's a good idea."

Ignoring Song Fei's symbolic struggle, she carried Song Fei back to the guest room. To be on the safe side, she put a large pot of water beside her bed, and put water in the bathroom to keep the temperature constant, just in case.

"Good night."

Song Fei pinched the quilt aggrievedly and lay on the bed, the tail of the fish flicked back and forth in the quilt, her eyes were about to cry, trying to keep Lin Di by this, but Lin Di was a woman who was not moved by beauty, she said He said good night, turned off the lights, and turned to go out.

"If there is something urgent at night, remember to call me."