The Little Mermaid Fell for the Jiaoren 59

Chapter 59: Bite

Deng Xi was covered in the black military uniform, his forehead pressed against the man’s shoulder and neck. His breath was filled with the cold, metallic scent of the golden epaulets. He secretly peeked his head out and, looking up, saw the little mute’s indifferent expression.

He did not answer the little mute’s question. Instead, he reached out his fingertip and gently touched the side of the little mute’s ear, tapping the tip of the small conch shell.

When he was playing with the little jellyfish, Deng Xi would poke the top of the transparent jellyfish and hum softly.

When he was sunbathing on the sea, Deng Xi would also press the small conch shell to record a cheerful and light tone.

The song that he had just sung for the little raccoon, Deng Xi had also recorded it with the small conch shell on his ear.

He played it for the little mute to listen.

The palm that was supporting Deng Xi stiffened slightly. Si Jisheng listened quietly.

Deng Xi straightened up slightly and rested his chin on the little mute’s shoulder. He saw a few biscuit crumbs on the little mute’s shoulder and clumsily patted them off with his fingertips.

The humming in the conch shell sounded quietly, and then quietly ended.

Si Jisheng carried Deng Xi onto the flying ship and gave a comment, “Very nice to hear.”

The recorded song was not as effective on Si Jisheng’s vast mental sea, but it could still slightly relax it.

He bent down to place Deng Xi on the sofa. Deng Xi held onto the little mute’s shoulder and neck, refusing to let go. He pursed his lips slightly. Although he was a little clueless, he was not completely ignorant. Deng Xi raised his head. “Little Mute needs a hug.”

A comforting hug.

The flying ship started automatically.

Si Jisheng propped himself up on the sofa chair. The moment he got up, Deng Xi, who was hugging him, would also be brought up. His movements could only stop.

His silver eyes stared at Deng Xi for a long time. Deng Xi also blinked his eyelids and looked back with some worry.

He had been dealing with official business in the military for a whole day, leading his subordinates in combat in the training field, and had also inspected the rescue station.

It was no different from any other day, but today seemed to be particularly tiring.

Si Jisheng propped up his leg and bent it by the side of Deng Xi’s leg. He was almost covering the obediently sitting Deng Xi on the sofa. It was a longer silence than usual.

Deng Xi was not afraid. He straightened his back and tried his best to hug him even tighter.

Si Jisheng closed his silver eyes, used the force to hug Deng Xi’s waist and pick him up, then turned and sat on the sofa chair. The posture instantly changed to Deng Xi straddling the human’s lap.

Deng Xi moved his body uncomfortably and was held down by the mechanical gloves.

Si Jisheng’s voice was exceptionally deep. “Don’t move.” He then said, “Just for a little while.”

Just for a little while.

Deng Xi obediently stopped moving. The candy that Little Teddy had given him was still in his slightly clenched palm. It felt hot, and he was a little angry. “Little Mute is not a big bad guy.” He turned and placed the candy heavily on the table. “Don’t listen to them.”

Si Jisheng was slightly stunned. He took off his mechanical gloves, reached out, and picked up the candy that Deng Xi had thrown away in a fit of pique. “You can’t just throw away a gift from a friend.”

Deng Xi said in a muffled voice, “They bullied Little Mute. They’re not my friends anymore.”

Si Jisheng paused for a moment. He tore open the sticky candy wrapper and placed the candy by Deng Xi’s lips. “Try it.”

Deng Xi pursed his lips, turned his face away, and didn’t want to eat.

Si Jisheng held his hand up, motionless.

After a long while, Deng Xi finally turned his face back, sullenly. He didn’t want to see the little mute in a stalemate with him. He took the small candy into his mouth with his lips.

The tip of his tongue first tasted a hint of sweetness. Deng Xi also took the human’s fingertip into his mouth.

It was on purpose.

When Si Jisheng wanted to pull away, he noticed that the pad of his finger was being gently bitten. Deng Xi was puffing his cheeks, grinding the rough pad of his finger with his tender and flat teeth, but he tasted the residual sugar on the pad of his finger.

It was sweet.

Sweeter than the whole candy.

Si Jisheng’s movements paused subtly. He looked at the rascal little merman and felt his fingertip being held in his wet, hot mouth.

He pulled, but couldn’t move.

Si Jisheng bent his knuckle, pushed open Deng Xi’s clenched teeth, and deliberately rubbed the blunt and flat tip of his teeth with his thumb.

The action was almost malicious, as if he were teaching a little beast who dared to bite before its teeth had even fully grown.

Deng Xi was momentarily dazed. He hadn’t expected the little mute to fight back. Taking advantage of the moment of slack, Si Jisheng forcibly pulled away the bitten fingertip.

A very light and shallow “pop” sounded in the quiet flying ship. Deng Xi’s ears turned red for some reason. He seemed a little guilty for his unreasonable behavior. Because he was chewing on the candy, his voice was a bit slurred, but he was very self-righteous and pitiful. “Little Mute is bullying me.”

He was turning the tables.

Si Jisheng bent his knuckle and lightly tapped Deng Xi’s forehead. His blue eyes closed tightly in fear. When he noticed that this punishment was actually insignificant, he tentatively opened his eyes.

He saw the little mute slowly and methodically wiping the residual liquid from the pad of his finger with a paper towel. After he had finished wiping, he slowly looked at the little merman and said to Deng Xi, “Hand.”

Deng Xi nervously put his hands behind his back.

Teacher Xiaomei in class had said that students who were not obedient would be punished by having their palms slapped.

Although it was just a virtual student image being slapped with an iron ruler, and it only served as a deterrent to the people outside the screen, Deng Xi was still deeply impressed by the crying cartoon child on the blue screen.

Si Jisheng squeezed out a low “hmm?” from his nasal cavity.

The deterrent effect was not much less than Teacher Xiaomei’s.

Deng Xi closed his eyes in fear and slowly extended his hands, which were hidden behind his back. His voice was very small. “Don’t hit my palm.”

Si Jisheng heard him clearly, but rarely did he not understand Deng Xi’s meaning. “What?”

The soft wiping sensation of a paper towel was on his palm.

Deng Xi tentatively opened his eyes and saw the little mute with his eyes lowered, seriously helping him wipe the sugar stains from his palm.

It was from when he had been clenching that candy just now.

Deng Xi belatedly realized that he had made a fool of himself. His voice became even smaller. “The teacher said that naughty children have to have their hands slapped.”

Si Jisheng agreed, “Mmm, you are a little naughty.”

Deng Xi said eagerly, “I can let Little Mute bite me back.”

Having his palm slapped looked very painful. A bite seemed acceptable. Deng Xi had no idea that his and the silver-tail’s bite force were not on the same level at all.

He did a quick calculation and thought he was very smart. He even boldly made a condition. “But Little Mute can’t speak up for them anymore.”

Si Jisheng threw the dirty paper towel into the trash can. “I won’t hit your hand, nor will I bite you.” He didn’t know what Deng Xi had seen, but he still seriously explained to him, “The Empire has a strict convention. Teachers who physically punish students will be punished by the convention, so you don’t have to be afraid.”

Although it was just a joke to liven up the classroom atmosphere, Si Jisheng did not want to leave a shadow on Deng Xi.

Deng Xi nodded, half-understanding.

Si Jisheng continued, “But you still have to listen attentively in class.”

Deng Xi lowered his eyelids guiltily and replied in a low voice, “I am listening in class.”

Si Jisheng began to count, one by one, “Dr. Li told me that Bunny said you don’t listen attentively in class and keep pulling him to play.”

Deng Xi didn’t expect the little mute to know and widened his eyes.

He had been busy these past few days, and Si Jisheng had remembered it all but had never told Deng Xi. He continued to settle the score. “And you ate a lot of snacks.”

Deng Xi pressed his lips together and said nothing.

Si Jisheng’s voice was very deep. “Is that so?”

Deng Xi resignedly admitted in a small voice, “I only ate a little bit.”

Si Jisheng asked in return, “What did I say?”

Deng Xi repeated, word for word, “You can eat, but you can’t treat snacks as a proper meal. If you eat too much, you won’t be able to eat breakfast and dinner. If you don’t get enough nutrition, your body will become weak.”

Deng Xi explained, “But the flying chair was full, so I couldn’t sit.”

There were the ones that Dr. Li had given, and the ones that the adjutant had said his partner had brought over. The secretary-general uncle had also brought a bottle of his son’s milk. Besides these, there were also the female soldiers who had come to see him out of admiration.

Every day, Deng Xi’s flying chair was piled high with snacks.

Before lunch today, his little stomach was still slightly bulging, and he had let out a burp, saying that he couldn’t eat anymore.

At that time, Si Jisheng had not said anything and had let Deng Xi play by himself for a while, while he finished lunch by himself.

Si Jisheng “hmm”-ed and negotiated, “Let’s get a snack cabinet and put them all inside.”

Deng Xi nodded his head.

Si Jisheng continued, “You can play by yourself, but you can’t disturb Bunny’s studies.”

Deng Xi continued to nod his head. “Can I play with the comm too?”

Si Jisheng nodded.

Deng Xi’s eyes curved in delight, but he had not forgotten the topic that the little mute had deliberately skipped over.

Deng Xi had learned to be smart.

He knew that sometimes, when the little mute didn’t want to answer some questions, he would use other things to distract him.

Deng Xi did not continue to ask, because he wanted to wait until the little mute was in a better mood. He looked at the warmed-up silver eyes and asked again, “Little Mute still hasn’t promised me that you won’t speak up for them.”

Si Jisheng was silent for a moment, then sighed slightly. “I didn’t speak up for them.”

Now it was Deng Xi’s turn to be the master.

He propped himself up on the little mute’s shoulder, knelt up slightly, and looked at the little mute’s expression. After confirming that the silver-tail was not trying to trick him, he tilted his head and asked in confusion, “Why did they say that Little Mute is a big bad guy?”

The little mute didn’t look like the kind of merman who would let them bully him just because they were cubs.

Si Jisheng was silent for a long while. “Do you have to know?”

Deng Xi hesitated for a moment, but still nodded his head.

The other hand, which had not taken off its mechanical glove, was placed on Deng Xi’s lower back and tightened slightly.

But because Si Jisheng had turned off the tactile nervous system before he had held him, he could neither feel the softness of his waist nor Deng Xi’s warm body temperature.

“Because it was because of me that the aliens were known to the public.”

They could have hidden among the crowd for the rest of their lives. If they were not discovered, they would still live like normal people.

They would not be abandoned by their relatives and friends, would not be disliked by normal humans, and would not be captured by star pirates and eventually disappear into the vast galaxy.

The aliens who had seen the trial conference could never forget the dense video records and the Imperial Marshal’s cold face.