There is no day or night at the bottom of the sea, and the glazed brick palace exudes dazzling brilliance, illuminating the world of the deep sea.

The soft blue aquatic plants floated in the water, grabbed and pulled up by a hand.

Qianling stood up with a handful of breathing water plants, stuffed a ball into her mouth as she walked, chewed and swallowed, and exhaled a blister.

Dead little moon, stinky little moon......

She angrily tore off a piece of aquatic weed and chewed it fiercely, and when she came back to her senses, the breathing aquatic weeds in her hand had been ruined, so she had to look for it again.

What do you mean by "I didn't teach her well"? Do you really treat her as his maid?

Who would have thought that rogue fish was actually the queen of the merman? Besides, what happened to the queen, the queen could eat men's tofu with her hands and feet in public? I don't know my own weight at all......

That fool didn't know where to hide, where was his usual cold and fierce appearance? Where was the guy who cut off three heads like wheat that day? Who did he please when he saw a beautiful woman and turned into that little sheep?

She actually smiled at the rogue fish, laughed! She washed and cooked all day, served him as a cow and a horse, why didn't she see him laugh?

Qianling angrily threw away the gnawed breathing aquatic plants in her hand, sat down on a large seashell by the seaweed bush, and screamed and spit out a series of bubbles:

"Bastard!"

"Ouch......" A faint moan sounded at the same time.

Qianling was startled and quickly looked around.

“……”

Rose-coloured seaweed swayed in the water, and schools of tiny colourful fish swam through the swaying waters overhead, silent in all directions.

Qianling's heart was a little hairy, and she jumped off the shell lightly and came to the seaweed bush to scan it carefully, and then looked around the slowly wriggling conch on the ground, picking up a pink starfish and playing with it as she went around.

Delusion, probably.

She took the starfish and nibbled on it, and swayed her legs to the big shell again, intending to sit down comfortably and study how to eat it......

"Ouch!" the moan sounded again, this time a little more violently.

Qianling threw the starfish in her hand, gasped and shivered, jumped off the big shell, and looked away tremblingly.

The flowing water is shallow and untraced, and the huge shells under the undulating rose-colored seaweed are shiny white, and the shells are faintly undulating and trembling like breathing.

After a long time, there was still no movement, Qianling hesitated for a while but still couldn't suppress her curiosity, quietly ran forward and squatted down, patting the top of the shell.

There was no movement from inside.

Qianling squatted and squinted, trying to look through the gap in the shell, but it was pitch black and she couldn't see anything clearly.

It's strange that there is a voice coming from here......

She grabbed the edge of the big shell, and slowly lifted the top half of its shell with all her milking strength—

The sea flowed into the open shells, and the long light purple hair was swept up with the current......

The mermaid boy curled up in the shell, his long ethereal hair scattered on his body, a cyan fishtail curled up like legs, and a pale blue transparent tail fin fluttered softly in the water.

Qianling squatted outside the shell, looked at him with wide eyes, and couldn't help but reach out and poke his ear fins:

"Hey...... are you...... Mussel shell essence?"

The boy slept soundly, slamming his mouth gently, and two blushes fluttering on his milky white and smooth cheeks.

"Hmm...... What a lot of wine......" Qianling covered her nose and looked at the mermaid's drunken appearance in surprise.

When I went out to pick grass, I came across a drunk fish who was still sleeping in a shell.

Aren't you afraid of suffocating?

Just thinking about the young man's beautiful light purple eyelashes, he fanned his eyes and slowly opened his eyes.

The white fin arm of the "little flower ......" reached over and grabbed the girl's neckline.

Qianling was caught off guard by him and "dragged" into the shell, waw wow screamed and slapped the young man's face, like a loach hurriedly drilled out.

"Hmm......" The young man blinked, slowly covered his face and looked at her aggrievedly, and even shed tears, "Xiaohua...... You hit me...... Woowoo woo ......"

"You ran away with someone else...... And hit me...... Woo woo woo woo you are so ruthless ......"

Qianling's staring eyes rolled and understood.

It seems that he is still a fish that has fallen out of love and bought drunk.

"I'm not Xiaohua, my name is Qianling. She thought about it and squatted down outside the shell, looking at the tearful merman boy with some sympathy, "I'm from the shore, and I'm different from your water tribe. ”

She patted her knee as she spoke: "Look, I don't have a tail." ”

The boy sobbed and looked at her, his gaze resting on her lap and tilting his head slightly.

Bantian slowly spit out a sentence: "...... Monster. ”

Qianling had to stand up, her face turned green with anger: "What are you talking about? You are the monster!"

The boy pinched his face and shook his head again:

"Dizziness...... I seem to have drunk a little too much...... Can you give me some hangover herbs?"

"I don't have hangover grass. ”

"Won't you pick it?"

Qianling crossed her waist and stared at him as she should be, but her tearful eyes were pitiful and clear.

"There is an ancestor in the family who has been in the weather all day for me, and I met another one when I went out. There was a fire surging up, she puffed out her eyes and turned her head away, "The old lady can't be provoked and can't hide?"

The sound of a young man sobbing behind her came from behind, and she looked back to see that she was curling her tail and wiping her tears.

"Can you have some luck?" Qianling squatted back in front of the shell and stared at him with a sad face, "Isn't it just a broken love? Isn't it just being dumped by a fish? What's so great about crying like this, you're still not a man...... Oh no, you're still not a male fish?"

The boy cried even more with a "wow", and the tears slid down his chin and quickly melted into the water.

Qianling looked at him with a sad face, reached out and wiped the tears on his face, and muttered in a low voice: "What about the mermaids who said that they wept into beads......?

"Don't cry, I'll find you sobering grass, okay?"

The fish here are quite good-looking, and this young man cried pear blossoms and rain to make people feel pitiful, but it seemed to be her fault.

The boy sobbed and looked at her with wet eyes, reached out and took a slender conch outside the shell, and drew a crooked grass on the sand with the tip of the snail.

"That's it, fuchsia, don't make a mistake. ”

Qianling looked at him for a second to stop her tears, curled her tail and pointed to her at the small slope with seaweed floating not far away:

"There's it over there. ”

"It's so close, why don't you go yourself?" she stared suspiciously at the young man's tearful face, and suddenly felt like she had been deceived.

The boy looked up at her, the coiled cyan fishtail hanging on the edge of the shell, the tail fin curled up and the mouth was about to cry:

"People are out of love and drunk, don't you want to move, woo woo woo ......"

Qianling rubbed out the moment before his tears came out.

The fish here are all neurotic.