The Little Mermaid Fell for the Jiaoren 88

Chapter 88: What Are You Crying For?

A clumsy and inexperienced kiss.

An active and bold invitation.

In the dimness, the temperature was constantly rising. They were drowning in each other’s breath, futilely drawing in the little bit of air that was left under the pressure.

They were about to suffocate.

Deng Xi’s eyelids trembled nonstop. After waiting for a long while, he did not wait for the familiar, barbed, long tongue to drill into his mouth. The waiting process was a bit embarrassing, and tears “patter, patter” overflowed from the corners of his eyes.

The little merman thought that the silver Jiaoren was still in pain.

He recalled, at a loss, how the little mute had kissed him in the past. In a daze, he remembered a little, and moved closer, anxious and dissatisfied.

Just as he was about to touch, the back of his neck was suddenly held down. A cold, mechanical glove held Deng Xi’s head. The next moment, his thin lips pressed against him with a forceful strength.

The tip of his tongue, which was a little cold, drilled into his wet, hot mouth.

The unexpected kiss made Deng Xi couldn’t help but retreat, but he was forced forward by the large palm that was pressing on the back of his head, a forceful and unyielding strength.

His pink, tender lips were kissed until they were soft and mushy, and a seductive red color appeared. Deng Xi’s blue eyes were constantly overflowing with tears, but he couldn’t help but take the initiative to press even closer.

He thought in a daze, why did it seem a little different this time? It wasn’t as deep as last time, and the barbs would avoid his soft upper palate.

Although it was also very fierce, it was much more comfortable.

It was as if he had changed into a different person.

Deng Xi thought in a chaos. He was sitting on the silver fish tail, letting out a beast-like “whimper.” His breathing was getting hotter and hotter. His sitting posture gradually changed to leaning forward, supporting his body with his knees, and he was about to fall into the silver Jiaoren’s embrace.

He was trapped in this long and wet kiss, forever sinking in this cold aura. “Hug.” The little merman, in the gap between the kisses, cried and said, “I want a hug.”

The mechanical gloves, whose tactile nervous system was not turned off, were pressed between Deng Xi’s legs. Deng Xi was so cold he shrank forward even more. He was wearing summer shorts. Without the obstruction of clothes, the mechanical coldness was exceptionally prominent.

The black mechanical hand that was loosely placed, was just placed there, without any extra movements, but the restrained and forbearing emotion was overturned in the next second.

His fingertips touched a wet sensation.

Si Jisheng paused for a moment. His silver eyes half-raised, and he withdrew his lips and tongue. The moment they separated, Deng Xi was not satisfied and pressed against him again.

As if he couldn’t get enough kisses.

He had no idea that the mechanical finger that was pressing on his leg meat was slowly moving up along the water stains he had touched, as if exploring. And then, the Imperial Marshal’s cold, pure black mechanical finger was also soaked.

Si Jisheng was clearly stunned for a moment.

It wasn’t until he was chilled that Deng Xi belatedly realized. His ears were flushed red, and his whole body was pink. He stopped kissing and buried his face in the man’s shoulder and neck, crying in embarrassment, “It’s all your fault.”

“It’s all your fault for kissing me.”

“Little Mute is bad.”

He had become so strange now. Why was he leaking water during his mating season? Wasn’t he a male? How could he be like a female?

Was it because he had been induced into mating season by a male?

After Deng Xi realized this, he cried even harder. He slowly raised his face, reached out to cover the little mute’s eyes, and was a little angry, with a sob in his voice, “You’re not allowed to look.”

Si Jisheng’s eyes were plunged into darkness.

The Jiaoren’s instincts and the human’s reason were in conflict. The brutal factors in his genes were clamoring for him to lock the little merman in his arms like a mad dog.

Anything was fine.

Whether it was kissing or hugging.

Anyway, the dependent Deng Xi could not refuse him anything. The fragile merman had no ability to resist and could only shed tears with a “patter.”

But the reality was that the silver Jiaoren was half-leaning against the wall with forbearance, letting the little merman, who was riding on his fish tail, show off his might.

His wrist was locked in shackles.

His eyes were covered.

His chest heaved slowly. After inhaling the cold air, he relied solely on this bit of coolness to calm his overheated mind.

So that he would not be controlled by instinct and completely turn into a beast that only sought to mate.

Jiaoren, of course, also had a mating season.

He knew this vile and inhumane race all too well. The primitive Jiaoren would, during their mating season, for the sake of reproduction, capture female humans on the shore and bring them to the surface of the sea for a beast-like reproduction.

Until the female human completely died on the surface of the sea.

Bloody and brutal.

It wasn’t until the sound of clothes tearing sounded by his ear, and his human legs changed into a blue fish tail, that Si Jisheng’s breath hitched for a moment. His reason returned in a daze. The first thing he noticed was that his own fish tail was being slowly rubbed by something.

It was the blue fish tail that Deng Xi had transformed into.

He had to get through his mating season. This was the only way. While the little mute was on medicine, he had to solve it quickly.

The movement of their tails intertwining was still a bit inexperienced, very slow. Because the silver-tail couldn’t see him, his embarrassment had decreased a little, and his courage had grown a lot.

Just as Si Jisheng was about to move, he was held down by Deng Xi. “Don’t move.” He said in a small voice, “How did you become so disobedient?”

“If you’re not good, I won’t sing for you.”

“I’ll be done soon. I’ll sing for you in a bit.”

Deng Xi patted the silver Jiaoren’s head, as if to comfort him, and shamelessly followed his heart and tightened his tail.

The overheated blue tail and the cool silver tail were intertwined.

The temperature was so comfortable that the little merman completely lay on the silver Jiaoren’s body. He was hot and soft, absorbing the silver Jiaoren’s low body temperature, and he also wanted to kiss the silver Jiaoren, whose eyes were covered by him.

His nose was pressed against his nose, and he rubbed against him affectionately. From time to time, he would also rub against the silver-tail’s thin lips, completely treating the unconscious silver Jiaoren as a tool to help him get through his mating season.

It was too much.

Deng Xi had been completely captured by his mating season. He knew that he was being very bad right now. How could he do this to the little mute when he was sick?

After kissing for a while, Deng Xi was not satisfied and went to grab the little mute’s hand. He was in a daze and didn’t know what he was doing.

He led the mechanical finger towards his own phosphorescent membrane.

He wanted to stop the itch.

He had only pulled halfway when he suddenly couldn’t pull anymore.

Deng Xi blinked his eyes in confusion.

“Have you thought it through?”

A low, hoarse male voice finally sounded before it was too late to turn back.

Si Jisheng turned his head slightly. The soft palm that was covering his eyes fell down. His vertical, silver pupils raised slightly, and he stared at Deng Xi, who was above him.

The little merman had not yet reacted and subconsciously asked, “Little Mute?”

A low response was squeezed out of his nasal cavity, “Mmm.”

But that was enough.

Deng Xi had already realized. His movements froze for a moment. He was stunned for a long time, staring at the silver eyes.

Embarrassment.

Whether it was the blue fish tail that was intertwined with the silver-tail, or his own lips, which still had the scent of the little mute, and even his entire body, it all made Deng Xi feel extremely embarrassed.

He had been discovered.

The mating heat seemed to have receded in an instant, as if he had been plunged into an ice cave. His hazy and chaotic consciousness was clearer than ever. He blinked his eyes sluggishly, and his tears instantly burst like a dam. His sobs were sticky. “I’m sorry.”

“I’m sorry.”

“I didn’t know Little Mute was lucid. It wasn’t on purpose.” He then changed his words. “Sob, I did it on purpose.”

“I couldn’t hold it in. I’m sorry.”

“I’m bad.”

Si Jisheng lowered his silver eyes and looked at his completely wet mechanical gloves. He paused for a moment, then slowly and methodically took them off and threw them to the side.

His cold fingertips unexpectedly rested on the opening and closing phosphorescent membrane on the blue-tail. The pad of his human hand was rough, not the complete coldness of a machine, but had a cool, moist feeling.

Deng Xi’s sobs paused, and he sniffled in confusion.

Si Jisheng pressed the back of Deng Xi’s head and pushed him down. His golden hair and silver hair were entangled together. His thin lips touched his trembling, curly eyelids, and he tasted a hint of a salty taste.

His slitted pupils looked extremely fierce, and his voice was terrifyingly deep.

“What are you crying for?”

“I’m asking you, have you thought it through?”

Thought what through?

Deng Xi didn’t know. He blinked his eyes, and a tear fell on the silver Jiaoren’s face. He explained with a sob, “My… mating season has arrived.”

“I didn’t want to either.”

“I’m sorry.”

Si Jisheng replied with a noncommittal sound. “No need to apologize, no need to say sorry.” He asked in return, “Do you want me to help you get through your mating season?”

Deng Xi replied in a small voice, “Mmm.”

Si Jisheng’s silver eyes slowly narrowed. “Do you know what this means?”

Deng Xi shook his head, then nodded his head.

Si Jisheng said in a low voice, “This means that we have to become mates.”

Deng Xi bit his lip, at a loss. “It’s okay if we don’t.”

Si Jisheng said, word by word, “Then how are you going to get through your mating season? Rub against my tail for the rest of your life?”

The tips of Deng Xi’s ears turned red. He frantically shook his head, letting out small, hot breaths, and did not dare to look at the silver eyes that were so close to him. “But we’re both male. We can’t do that.”

Si Jisheng was silent for a moment. He held the back of Deng Xi’s head and slowly lifted it, forcing Deng Xi to look at him. “Don’t hide.”

He laid all the consequences bare before Deng Xi, explained them to him one by one, and let him make his own choice.

“I won’t let you rub against my tail forever.”

“Why not?”

“Deng Xi, that’s very unfair to me. Do friends do what we’re doing? Hugging, kissing, mating.” Si Jisheng said, word by word. The moment Deng Xi had the thought of lowering his eyes, he would forcefully lift his palm. “Look at me.”

“Answer.”

Deng Xi was about to cry again. “No.”

Si Jisheng then said, “These things can only be done between mates, including helping you get through your mating season. I can always, always be with you, but we can’t be so unclear, so ambiguous. Friends don’t do these things.”

Deng Xi replied in a muffled voice.

Si Jisheng said in a low voice, “The technology in the human world is very advanced. Dr. Li can help research a drug to suppress an alien’s mating season, and there are even many devices that can help you get through this period.”

Deng Xi’s blue eyes lit up slightly. “Really?”

Si Jisheng replied with a sound. “But with them, we can’t sleep together, hug, or hold hands anymore.”

Deng Xi was stunned for a moment, and his eyes began to sting again, painfully choked. “No.”

Si Jisheng said in a low voice, “We should maintain the boundaries of friends, shouldn’t we?”

The moment his blue eyes blinked, tears began to fall again with a “patter.” Deng Xi was forced into a corner with no way out. He hugged the little mute without a care, buried his head in his shoulder and neck, and cried, “I don’t want that.”

“Little Mute is so annoying.”

“You can’t be like this.”

Si Jisheng did not refuse. He stroked Deng Xi’s golden hair. Perhaps it was the effect of the potion, but the Jiaoren’s instincts made him no longer back down because of Deng Xi’s crying and coquettishness.

He was frantically trying to get something, and was restraining himself from using unscrupulous means.

“I’m not forcing you to make a choice. Even if we don’t hug, we’ll still live together.”

“I will never leave your side.”

He had softened his heart after all.

Deng Xi’s voice was muffled and small, with a sob. “But it was clearly Little Mute who kissed me, that’s why I’m in my mating season.”

“You kissed me first.”

“Because I like you.”

Deng Xi’s tears slowly stopped.

Si Jisheng did not hide anything. He said it generously and directly, his voice deep. “The me who has lost his reason will also like you very much.”

“It’s the kind of like where you want to become mates, so it couldn’t help but court you.”

“I’m very sorry.”

But no matter what choice Deng Xi made, he would be responsible for helping the little merman get through his mating season, even if it was with technology and medicine.

Deng Xi looked up with his clueless eyes, and his wet blue eyes reflected the silver Jiaoren’s focused gaze on him.

Si Jisheng asked in return, “What about you?”

He pressed, “Why does it have to be me?”

“Why do you have to have me help you get through your mating season?”

“Can’t someone else do it?”

“What’s the difference between me and other people?”