I want to be able to sing like you

Danyue raised her head and gazed at the bright moon hanging high in the sky, her azure fish tail stretching and swaying in the sea water.

His emotions were surging, and he was afraid to look at her.

But that gaze was too scorching, burning his heart so much that he finally turned his head away.

This sight almost made him stop breathing.

Fu Ying's face was as pale as paper, and even the rosy color of her lips had faded, like a bubble about to burst. He subconsciously reached out to embrace her, his voice trembling unnoticed, "What's going on?"

"It's okay, I'm just tired. Let's sit for a while." Fu Ying shook her head gently, and her hair brought some moisture when it brushed against his neck. She put her arms around his waist, and her fingertips lightly stroked the fine scales on his waist and abdomen.

Danyue's whole body suddenly stiffened, even her tail fin was stretched into a sharp arc, and when it swayed gently, a string of panicked bubbles spread out in the sea water.

Fu Ying seemed not to notice and pulled him to sit on a rock.

The moment their fins touched, the friction between their scales made a subtle sound, like a string of silver bells.

She deliberately wrapped her tail around his. The cool touch made Danyue's tail fin membrane stretch, and the translucent gauze bloomed in the ocean current. He dared not move, neither dodged nor responded.

Tan Yue's Adam's apple rolled, and her thin lips opened and closed several times, wanting to say something to break the awkward atmosphere, but in the end, she could only tremble and muffle a sentence: "Your tail..."

Fu Ying blinked, tiny water droplets stained her eyelashes, which looked like falling stars in the moonlight, yet with a sly glimmer in her eyes: "Is it beautiful? Do you like it?"

As she spoke, she deliberately shook her crimson fishtail, stirring up a string of crystal water splashes.

Tan Yue felt her face getting hot, the blush spreading all the way to her collarbone, almost competing with the brilliant red fox pattern on her neck. Like? Should he still like her?

This idea seems to be more dangerous than the Demonic Abyss.

Fu Ying didn't care about his silence. She tilted her head slightly and rested it on his shoulder.

The ancient chants of the mermaids in the distance drifted in, lingering in her ears. She closed her eyes, her tail fin unconsciously swaying with the rhythm, her voice so soft it sounded like she was mumbling in a dream: "Danyue, sing to me."

The singing voices of mermaids are the most beautiful and can make people willingly indulge in them. As the young patriarch of the mermaid tribe, Danyue's singing voice is bewitching. This was also one of the reasons why the original owner targeted him.

Danyue's body was still a little stiff, his Adam's apple rolled up and down several times, and he hesitated for a moment, but in such a situation, he still opened his thin lips slightly, and a string of melodious notes flowed out of his throat.

The singing was a little stagnant at first, but gradually it became smoother.

Fu Ying listened to the melodious singing and his crimson tail fin swayed along.

She curled her lips and gently traced the lines of his scales with her fingertips: "Tanyue, I know that all the sufferings in the past cannot be easily compensated. I hope you can be free forever and will not be bound by any constraints. Come with me."

"But can you leave a little mermaid for me?"

Her voice became lighter. “I want one to be like you, with a blue tail and the ability to sing.”

Hearing this, Tan Yue's body became even stiffer. He finally understood what she meant by promise.

As early as when she left the Oasis Tribe, she had mentioned that she wanted to have cubs with him. At that time, he felt that this was an insult, but now that his star pattern had been reshaped and he could return home, she brought it up again.

Her voice was very real.

She really wanted to have a cub with him, he was sure of that.

This thought made Tanyue's heart burn, but it suddenly cooled down in the face of the taboos of the past.

He didn't know whether he should continue to pester her. The pain he felt at that time seemed to be still engraved in his bones.

I was hesitant in my heart, but I couldn't help but wonder, what would it be like if he became a father?

He wouldn't let her bear the burden of raising a cub alone. Would that little life be a lively male, or a soft, smiling female? Would its tail be the same as his?

It should be cute, right? It will be a very beautiful baby.

Tanyue was lost in thought, and her thoughts drifted away.

It was not until he heard the sound of even breathing beside him that he suddenly came to his senses and turned to look at Fu Ying.

The moonlight was like a veil, gently covering her.

She was so tired that her skin was almost transparent in the moonlight, as if it would disappear at the slightest touch. Her long eyelashes drooped, casting two faint shadows, and her narrow and beautiful eyes were now quietly closed.

She was still as beautiful as ever, not much different from what I remembered, yet completely different.

The eyes and brows that were once gorgeous and bold were now filled with fatigue, and even in her sleep, her brows were slightly furrowed, as if there was a pain in her that he could not understand. He suddenly remembered Xingyao's words.

At the tribal trade meeting, she was stabbed through the heart by her own male.

He didn't know who the nine-star patterned orc was, but with his purple curly hair and strange fragrance, it could only be Luo Heng. The orc who was once the most timid and weakest would actually pierce his partner's heart with a bone knife.

Thinking of this, Tanyue's heart couldn't help but ache.

He didn't know how to explain this feeling, he just stared at her quietly, his fingertips moving slightly, wanting to reach out and smooth her eyebrows, but stopped in mid-air, for fear of disturbing her.

In the ocean current, the two people's tail fins gently overlapped.

*

When Fu Ying woke up, sunlight pierced into his eyes through the gaps in the wooden house.

She propped herself up and sat up, her fingertips touching the slightly cool silk beneath her. Looking at the ramshackle hut, she called out hoarsely, "Danyue?"

Fu Ying waited for a long time, but there was no movement.

She frowned. Could it be that this guy just reshaped the star pattern and got a tail and ran away directly?

"Fuying? You're awake!" Suddenly, hurried footsteps were heard outside the door.

Jingxiang ran in, the pearl shells on the ends of her hair jingling. When she saw Fuying, she breathed a sigh of relief and even patted her chest, a little scared: "You've been sleeping for a long time! I thought..."

Fu Ying raised the corner of his lips slightly. "It's just that I consumed some energy and blood when reshaping the star pattern. It's okay. Where's Danyue?"

Jingxiang curled her lips and said, "I'm the first one to care about you, but you ask others first."

Fu Ying tilted her head slightly, a gentle smile in her eyes: "That's not someone else, it's my beastly husband."

Jingxiang rolled her eyes, drew out her tone, and chuckled, "Yes, Beast Husband, it's your Beast Husband, that's right. But your Beast Husband's sister is here, and she's not one for good temper."

When he spoke of the latter part, Jingxiang's tone contained a hint of gloating.

She did not forget how badly the mermaid chief treated Fu Ying when they were in the mermaid territory!

"You're here?" Fu Ying raised her eyebrows slightly, and then thought of the tidal night yesterday, so it wasn't surprising.

She was no longer in a hurry to go out and look for anyone. Instead, she slowly took out the colorful egg.

The eggshell shone with a lustrous luster, rising and falling slightly in her palm. She could feel the life pulsating inside. It was a circle larger than when it was first born, and even the patterns on the surface became more magnificent.