The next day, Ning Qing opened her eyes and saw long purple hair cascading down the bed like a waterfall.
Ning Qing raised her hand, tucked a strand of purple hair to her nose with her fingertips, and smelled the ocean.
Not satisfied, he tightened his grip on Hua Lan's waist, pressing his back tightly against his chest.
She placed a kiss on his purple hair.
At this moment, Hua Lan slowly woke up, opening her bewildered purple eyes.
Ning Qing gently stroked his waist with her fingertips, feeling the body beneath her stiffen slightly, and chuckled softly.
Hearing laughter behind her, Hua Lan turned around in embarrassment and lightly punched Ning Qing.
Ning Qing smiled and softly begged for mercy.
He wrapped his arms around Xiaoyuer, holding him tightly in his embrace, and lowered his head to kiss him.
The person struggling in her arms gradually calmed down.
After the kiss, Hua Lan covered her slightly swollen red lips and stared with her misty purple eyes in protest.
Ning Qing leaned closer and whispered in his ear, "What? Don't you like it?"
She paused for a moment, then continued, "But I love this taste so much, what should I do?"
Hua Lan felt a flutter in her heart, which began to pound wildly.
He lowered his head and remained silent, his lips pursed.
Seeing this, Ning Qing knew she couldn't tease her any longer, so she got up and carried Hua Lan to wash up.
After washing up, Hua Lan thought of staying in the bathtub.
What could Ning Qing say? He could only spoil his wife.
After bending down, he placed Hua Lan into the bathtub filled with water.
Ning Qing turned and went to the kitchen. Now that there was water, she could cook some food.
So I found a pot, took out the rice I got from the small supermarket from my spatial storage, and started washing the rice and cooking porridge.
I must say, this kitchen is fully equipped; it has everything you could need, and everything is brand new.
Therefore, it can be concluded that the previous homeowner must have been a complete novice in the kitchen.
This benefited Ning Qing, who planned to take these items with her when she left.
Actually, this place is not bad, but I don't know if there are any living people in the other villas.
Ning Qing didn't want Hua Lan to be exposed to the public so soon, after all, there were rumors in the fishing village that eating mermaids could cure diseases and grant immortality even if you weren't sick.
They even wanted to capture Hua Lan to exchange for supplies.
Even such a remote fishing village knows about this news, which shows that someone behind the scenes is spending a lot of money to spread the news so widely. The purpose is either to wipe out the mermaid race or to possess a mermaid.
Sigh, we should have spared their lives so we could have asked them about the source of the information.
You can also follow the clues and find the source to eliminate any future problems.
The little fish can only be yours; if anyone dares to take it, you'll just have to close the door and let the little black brother out.
The porridge in the pot was cooked by then, and Ning Qing found a bowl and ladled the porridge into it.
He carried it into the bathroom and handed it to Hua Lan, who was leisurely swaying her large purple tail in the water.
Hua Lan stared at the porridge in the bowl, her purple eyes filled with confusion.
He couldn't help but ask, "Why is this porridge black?"
Ning Qing replied, "It's made with black rice."
Hua Lan nodded, took it, scooped up a spoonful, and put it in her mouth.
His expression was indescribable.
Seeing this, Ning Qing asked, "What's wrong? Doesn't it taste good?"
Hua Lan looked up at Ning Qing and said, "No, it's just that I've never had porridge before. So this is what porridge tastes like."
I thought to myself: So this is what porridge tastes like, it's astringent and a little bitter.
Raw fish, shrimp, and crab are still the best.
Ning Qing replied, "Then you should drink more; it's good for your stomach."
Hua Lan nodded, lowered her eyes, and drank the porridge in her bowl.
Ning Qing also took out two pieces of bread from her spatial storage, handing one to Xiao Yu'er and eating the other herself.
Hua Lan ate her porridge and bread with relish.
Ning Qing raised her hand and ruffled Xiao Yu'er's purple hair.
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