The mucus secreted by his tentacles is extremely corrosive and will not leave any evidence.
"Ah, so powerful." Jiang Jiang touched the tentacles that were bathing in the pool with emotion, and they also took advantage of it to wrap around its arms.
Then, under Mi'er's cold and gloomy gaze, he slowly shrank to the bottom of the pool.
QAQ That’s too much.
Miye held her hand, wiped it dry with her fur, and looked at Jiang Jiang with those innocent puppy eyes: "Why don't you praise me, isn't that part of me?"
Jiang Jiang chuckled and stretched out his tone: "So some people know that they are a part of themselves - then why do I still smell a hint of jealousy?"
She deliberately held her chin up as if thinking.
Seeing this makes me feel itchy.
How cute.
I really want to stick close to my wife.
Thinking this way, he mustered up the courage to do it.
He forced Jiang Jiang to praise him in a trembling voice.
Miye looked at the sleeping Jiang Jiang, slowly took shape and gently wrapped her up.
Only then did I feel a sense of security in my heart.
Their clan doesn't need sleep on weekdays.
So he can keep an eye on the female while she sleeps.
He was addicted to this activity that seemed monotonous to others and never tired of it.
It's definitely not a pervert.
He was protecting his wife.
affim.
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When Jiang Jiang woke up, he groggily reached out to touch the side - the place where he should have been lying was filled with soft pillows, mixed in with a few tentacles pretending to be decorations.
"......"
Do you think she can't tell the difference between plush and fluffy textures?
She pinched the tip of one of the sticks and asked, "Being lazy?"
The tentacles immediately twisted into a heart shape and attentively offered her slippers. Another one rolled up its hot fur and wiped her face, its movements gentle as if it were a treasure.
The sizzling sound of frying pans could be heard from the makeshift kitchen.
Jiang Jiang tiptoed past the door and saw Mie using his tentacles to control the frying pan and steamer at the same time, while his humanoid arms were holding the recipe awkwardly, his eyes focused as if he was studying a century-old problem.
"This 'appropriate amount'..." He muttered, staring at the instructions, and the tentacles behind him slapped the ground angrily.
If the floor hadn't been reinforced with some unknown material, they would have been able to touch the ground face to face.
Jiang Jiang suddenly hugged him from behind: "Good morning~"
"!"
Miye was a little surprised, but then she reacted and quickly carried her to the bed.
"Don't take the housework from me."
Jiang Jiang: “…” Not necessarily, no one is competing with you for it.
Miye was addicted to taking care of her daily life.
What's more, his female is so thin and weak that he can't let her do any work.
But after taking two steps, he seemed to remember something and turned around to show Jiang Jiang the recipe: "I don't quite understand this."
The lost deep-sea creatures try to seek help from the local humans.
Jiang Jiang took a look.
Appropriate amount of salt, appropriate amount of MSG, appropriate amount of sugar.
“…”
This matter has also been recorded in many comment sections and is an eternal problem.
Jiang Jiang tried to show his understanding of these recipes as a human being.
No matter how hard you try, you can't win.
Jiang Jiang gave in: "...you can do as you like."
Miye left with great sorrow and hatred.
If his wife dislikes the food he cooks, he won’t have a good life with this recipe either.
Fortunately, Miye is a qualified chef with full cooking skills.
Jiang Jiang tried it and gave him a thumbs up.
After eating and drinking, Jiang Jiang began to think about a problem.
Looking at the man dragging a bunch of undisguised tentacles to clean the place, she fell into thought.
So when will he confess his identity to me...?
Or does he think humans can grow these things too?
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