Chapter 46: Amnesiac Little Mute vs. Cold-blooded Boxer 13

System 000 was almost frozen by Yu Lanxi's questions.

It remembers the answer.

It’s just that outrageous answer that’s a little hard to say.

"Drowned." Yu Lanxi said, "A mermaid fell into the water and drowned."

Is there anything more ironic in the world than this?

[I don’t know which idiot wrote this script! ]

[Why is this happening…]

System Zero Zero also became angry.

"Do you want to eat fish?" Ding Yan took the takeaway into the bathroom.

"Eat." Yu Lanxi replied, her hand still unconsciously touching the place where the scales were missing.

Ding Yan said sympathetically: "How come a scale is missing? It must have been very painful at that time."

This might be as painful as having a human nail pulled out.

Yu Lanxi's eyes were a little dazed, and the scene of the original owner peeling off the scales himself flashed through her mind.

The scales were flipped over by the sharp nails, blood immediately gushed out, and the original owner screamed in pain.

"It hurt then, but it doesn't hurt anymore," Yu Lanxi said. "I think I took it off myself. I forgot why."

But I could clearly feel the feeling when the scales were being pulled out - willingly.

"Let's eat something first." Ding Yan set the table and sat in the bathroom to eat with Yu Lanxi.

The grilled fish was fresh and fragrant, and the mermaids were experts at eating fish. Yu Lanxi grabbed the fish with both hands and ate it quickly, leaving behind the neatly arranged fish bones.

Ding Yan found him cute when he saw him eating fish, and curled his lips in a good mood.

But soon, I became a little worried again.

"If you keep doing this fish tail thing, will you have to sleep in the bathtub? Will you catch a cold?" Ding Yan said. "Should I buy you a big fish tank? I can adjust the water temperature for you. Should I also airlift some seawater over for you to choose from?"

Mermaids are legendary creatures, and there is no book like "The Complete Guide to Raising Mermaids" to refer to. Ding Yan can only think about it in as much detail as possible so that Yu Lanxi can live comfortably.

"A bathtub is enough." Yu Lanxi said, "If I take my time, I can regain my human form."

"Okay, I'll buy a new bathtub." Ding Yan planned to buy a bigger bathtub.

Yu Lanxi propped her chin up with her hand and said, "Let me sing a song for you."

Ding Yan was very excited: "I want to hear it, I really want to hear it."

His little mermaid had promised to sing for him.

Yu Lanxi hummed softly, and the mermaid clan's natural talent in singing was fully utilized.

The clear and lively voice echoed in the bathroom.

Even though Ding Yan didn't understand the language he was singing, he felt calm inside, as if he was in a quiet paradise.

System Zero Zero closed his eyes in enjoyment.

[Heavenly sounds...]

[The host is right, Zhang Zhihua’s singing is just not good]

"This is a ballad passed down by the mermaid clan." Yu Lanxi said.

For the original owner, this song should be the sound of his hometown, so it is particularly impressive.

So much so that the moment Yu Lanxi turned into a mermaid, she knew how to sing this song.

"You are the best singer in the world, and this is the best song I have ever heard." Ding Yan said sincerely.

Yu Lanxi curled her lips and suddenly felt something was wrong.

The legs quickly changed from a mermaid's tail to human legs.

Ding Yan took a look and his ears turned slightly red.

"I'll get you some clothes." Ding Yan brought over pajamas and a bath towel.

Yu Lanxi stretched out her wet hands towards Ding Yan: "I just turned back, and my legs are a little weak."

Ding Yan pulled him up, wrapped him in a bath towel, and held him in his arms.

Yu Lanxi leaned into his arms and let Ding Yan wipe her hair comfortably.

"I'm going to participate in the variety show 'Who is the King of Singers'."

"Go ahead," Ding Yan said. "I think the show has already started? I can help you find some connections to get in on it."

Although Ding Yan has no habit of following variety shows, the first season of "Who is the King of Singers" with Mu Yuansu's participation was really popular.

It was so popular that even if Ding Yan didn't participate, he could still hear people around him discussing it.

In addition to the first-time contestants of "Who is the King of Singers", there will also be powerful singers joining the competition.

With Yu Lanxi's strength, if the program crew knew of his existence, they would only beg him to perform.

"No need, I can do it myself." Yu Lanxi said.

Seeing that he already had a plan, Ding Yan did not intervene rashly.

From the first time they met, he knew that the young man was very resilient, but his appearance was rather deceptive, with sharp fangs hidden beneath his gentle and beautiful appearance.

Seeing that his hair was almost dried, Ding Yan wanted to pick up his pajamas.

Yu Lanxi held his hand and said with a smile, "Some people in the club jokingly call you a perpetual motion machine because of your high energy and powerful offensive momentum when boxing."

"Hmm?" Ding Yan raised his eyebrows slightly.

"I want to try it."

Having just transformed from a mermaid back into a human, Yu Lanxi's skin is whiter than usual.

The passionate kiss turned the cold white snow into a crimson color.

Ding Yan kissed the corner of Yu Lanxi's eyes, and the warm tears turned into pearls.

"Baby, you're bleeding pearls."

He looked at Yu Lanxi with burning eyes. The young man was like the only red blooming in the snow, dazzling to the point of being fatal.

"Only when emotions reach their extreme will pearls fall..."

"Is it harmful to your body?" There was a mixture of restraint and indulgence in Ding Yan's eyes, the two thoughts were pulling at each other.

"It's beneficial and harmless."

Yu Lanxi didn’t know what would happen if other mermaids dropped their pearls.

He only knew that Ding Yan's passionate love was a great energy that could soothe his emotions and give him strength.

He needs this person.

Pearls rolled down the bed, colliding with each other like pearls falling on a plate.

The sun kissed the white snow, and the rising temperature melted the snow into water little by little.

The guest room was specially tidied up, but no one visited it, so it was of no use.

When Yu Lanxi woke up, she reached around but didn't touch anyone.

I only felt the residual warmth.

He yawned lazily and sat up slowly.

He's afraid of waking you up

[Answering a lawyer's call outside]

"So many pearls?"

Yu Lanxi saw a glass bottle on the bedside table, which was filled with pearls.

When he shook the bottle, the pearls in the bottle made a rustling sound, which was very pleasant.

After opening the bottle cork and pinching a pearl, Yu Lanxi admired it and said, "It's of very good quality."

Maybe it’s because I’m happy when I cry.

[Some pearls rolled under the table and got covered in dust. Your man picked them up one by one and cleaned them.]

"Awake?" Ding Yan walked in wearing an apron.

The extremely aggressive and cold aura is influenced by the home apron, showing the tenderness of the tough guy.

"Just woke up...the bottle is almost full." Yu Lanxi shook the bottle, and the pearls inside collided with each other, making a pleasant sound.

"I bought a new one." Ding Yan showed him the purchase record.

Yu Lanxi looked at the bottles, each one bigger than the last:

Some of the bottles can hold a me!

Is this reasonable?

Ding Yan: "I made some seafood porridge with the seafood that was just flown in. Come get up and have some."

"You're really fast."

Yu Lanxi was very gracious and enjoyed two large bowls of seafood porridge prepared by Ding Yan.

The doorbell rang, Ding Yan went to open the door, and soon came back with a guitar.

"You said you wanted a guitar last night," Ding Yan said. "Take a look and see if you like it."

Yu Lanxi smiled brightly.

He just said it casually, but he didn't expect that in that state, Ding Yan still remembered every word he said and executed it quickly.

"I like it, why wouldn't I like it?"

He held the guitar and tested the sound.

Ding Yan was extremely satisfied. The person he loved lived in his house, ate breakfast he cooked, and played the guitar he gave her.

But this sense of satisfaction soon turned into some dissatisfaction because Yu Lanxi was too focused on the guitar.

Yu Lanxi sat cross-legged on the carpet, occasionally playing the guitar, and occasionally stopping to write in a notebook.

"What are you writing?" Ding Yan asked.