C5

The man didn't even frown as he continued crying. He looked around only to see that the sturdy walls of the room had cracks on them that were constantly lengthening. The man's black eyes narrowed as ripples emerged from the little mermaid's mouth. Sweat soaked his small face, and pearls rolled down to every corner of his body.

The man frowned and gently picked up the little mermaid. After adjusting his posture, he sat on his arm more comfortably. The small, soft, warm touch made the man's eyes slightly dim. He raised his right hand and awkwardly caressed the little mermaid's back. His cold voice came out from her lips, "Do you feel all right?"

Time and time again, with a strength as gentle as feathers, and with heartache and pity.

Under such gentle caress, Si Xiaobao gradually stopped crying. His wet eyes stared blankly at the man, and his small hands couldn't help but clench onto the man's clothes. "You …" Won't you arrest me?

Noticing his movements, the man lowered his head slightly. With a slightly gentler expression, he asked, "What's wrong?"

Si Xiaobao shook his head. He couldn't possibly ask you directly if you would let him go. Looking at the man's gentle and handsome face, the rough and warm big hands caressed his back time and time again. That gentle strength made his heart calm down a little.

His body was still a child after all. This day was one of tears and fear, and he was already exhausted. With this relaxation, his tensed nerves suddenly relaxed. An overwhelming amount of exhaustion swept over, and his eyelids became heavier and heavier. The scene before his eyes also started to gradually blur, and finally, it started to slowly close in the gentle rhythm.

The man hugged the sleeping little mermaid, but his hands didn't stop moving. His eyes that were as black as ink were already filled with a naked wildness. This was the first time in his life that he had such a strong thought. This was the first time he wanted someone so badly. The hand that was holding onto the little mermaid tightened, and his eyes shone with the light of having to get it.

He would be his!

The increased force made the little mermaid uneasily move her body. Her silver tail lightly patted the man's arm, and her silhouette like eyelashes slightly trembled. The man immediately relaxed his strength. The little mermaid smacked her lips and fell asleep once again.

The man's cold lips curved into a smile. His strong upper body was exposed to the air. The small ball in his arms seemed weightless. The sea breeze blew against the curtain by the window, making his robe flutter. Her ink-like hair fluttered in the breeze, tightly bundling up. A few wisps of black hair cleverly stuck out and intersected with her ink-like long hair. a beautiful landscape painting...

"Bang!" With a loud bang, the sturdy door was kicked open. Vils walked in with a face full of dissatisfaction. His previously clean white suit looked as if it had rolled on the floor; it was covered with dust.

The man calmed the moving ball in his arms. He then looked at Vils with a pair of cold eyes that were as sharp as swords. His thin lips slightly parted, "It would be best if you had something to say!"

The instant Thunder Emperor was hit by the man's gaze, he was stunned for a moment. Following which, a bone-piercing chill rose from the bottom of his feet. He had a feeling that Thunder Emperor was angry …

The discontented look on his face faded as he quickly changed to a flirtatious expression. He rubbed his hands together repeatedly. "Thunder Emperor, what are you angry about?"

His eyes rolled around, trying to find out why the man was angry. When his sight landed on the wall, he immediately exclaimed in surprise. His brown eyes had a moment of astonishment, "This, this, just what is going on!?" Was it robbed? "

The beautifully decorated room looked as if it had been swept away by a storm and was in a mess. The sturdy walls on the four sides were filled with cracks, as though they were saying, "Force Rampage!" Vils roared. His brown eyes looked the man up and down: "Are you alright?"

Hearing this, the man shook his head. He was fine to begin with, but his voice turned cold, "You're too loud!"

If he didn't activate the enchantment the moment Vils entered, perhaps the sleeping cub would have been woken up already.

"What!?" You said I was loud! Wait, wait … What's that in your arms? " Only then did Vils notice what the other person was holding in his hands. Previously, he was confused by Thunder Emperor's anger, so for a moment, he didn't notice that there was something in his arms.

Her brown eyes narrowed as she stared at the exposed part of the silver fish tail in the air. After a long time … He took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes. Then he took out a white silk handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the lens before putting it back on slowly …

"Mermaid!"

His voice had become a little shrill as he pointed at the expressionless man with his slender, pale white fingers. His lips trembled for a long time before he spoke, "You … you … you're holding a mermaid in your arms!?" And from the looks of it, it was merman larva! "

As he turned his gaze to the dilapidated walls and messy room, a conjecture appeared in his mind. He didn't even think and blurted out, "Thunder Emperor, did you go and rob the babies of others? Even if you have been restrained for so many years, you don't need to be so hungry! And I didn't expect you to be a pedophile! "

The more Vils said, the more outrageous he became. He then said with a face full of indignation, "You want to steal merman larva, but why don't you just snatch one for me!"

That word 'snatch' obviously made Thunder Emperor unhappy. His black eyes turned cold, his hair started to move without wind, and the muslin curtain hanging by the window started to flutter. He said with a bone-chilling cold voice: "Are you really going to anger me?"

The invisible pressure made Vils break out in a cold sweat. He couldn't straighten his back and could only barely stay standing under the strong pressure. He never expected that he would be angered by such a simple sentence.

His body suddenly became light, and all his power disappeared. Vils looked up and saw a small white hand exposed in the air above Thunder Emperor's chest. The hand was waving around randomly, as if it was trying to chase away a noisy mosquito.

For some reason, Weasel felt that Thunder Emperor was like an annoying mosquito while the little mermaid was trying to chase him away. Thinking about the scene of Thunder Emperor being a mosquito, he wanted to laugh.

With a cold gaze, Weasel suppressed the laughter in his heart. He saw Thunder Emperor, who called himself a cold-blooded and ruthless man, put the little mermaid's hand into his black coat to cover himself. Although he was still expressionless, his eyes were filled with a special gentleness.

Thunder Emperor carefully wrapped the little mermaid with his clothes. After saying that, he turned around and walked out. His black hair swept across his eyes.

He said, "I hope no one else knows about the baby!"

The look before he left made Vils feel as if he had entered an icehouse, cold to the bone. If Vils wasn't a friend that he grew up with, maybe Thunder Emperor would kill him. If he let a third person know about the Mermaid incident, the man would not show any mercy!

Only after Thunder Emperor left for a long time did Vils heave a sigh of relief. The clothes on his back stuck tightly to his skin. Unknowingly, his clothes had been drenched in cold sweat.