She didn't expect him to understand, she would use her actions to tell the merfolk how much she had sacrificed for him.

The prom party was still singing, and there was no one in the hallway, so she quietly returned to her second-class room.

Pouring a large vat of cold fresh water into the white porcelain bathtub in the bathroom, Serra took off all the skirts that were attached to her body, took a deep breath and stepped barefoot into the cold water.

The biting cold water poked her legs like steel needles, and she sat in the water little by little, and no matter how uncontrollable her body trembled, she didn't want to stop this masochistic behavior.

In order to avoid the vampire of Rosehill, it is a good strategy to avoid socializing when you are sick, and if the merfolk can understand that she is sick for him too, it will kill two birds with one stone.

Soak until her body was about to lose consciousness, and her head began to get dizzy, so she slowly stood up with her legs shaking, and the oval mirror facing front of her could clearly reflect the girl's fair and plump body.

A perfect vicious stepsister standard, with big breasts and buttocks, she combines all the virtues of a bewitching slut.

Her pale lips rose bitterly, and she knew in her heart that if she used it well, it would be an important weapon to save her life.

Dealing with the seemingly fierce mermaid who has no intelligence, Serra has a more elaborate plan.

Betty felt embarrassed by her running away in the middle of the party, and when she knocked on Serra's door, she was surprised to find her face pale like a ghost.

"What did you do last night?" Seeing that she could barely stand firm by holding on to the door, Betty kindly walked in and helped her, touched her hot skin and said, "You have a fever!" ”

"Ahem." Serra coughed twice, "I'm about to go to the waiter to call a doctor, you can help me." ”

Anyway, she was also the daughter of Count Lizzie, and Betty quickly called the doctor.

"A common cold, the fever is not very serious, you need to stay in bed and pay attention to a light diet." The doctor pulled out a jar of balsam and a few citrus fruits and placed them on the table, "This will make you feel better." ”

"Then I'm going to miss a lot of interesting dances in the past two days." Serra said regretfully, "You can't infect others." ”

Betty stood beside the bed and looked at her rather boredly, "So where did you go in a hurry last night?" ”

"I'm going to Duke Rosehill, I broke the appointment and want to apologize to him in person." Serra lied casually, and she didn't have to see him for a few days anyway.

Betty scoffed, turned and left, "If you don't want to tell me the truth, forget it, we don't know each other very well." ”

The doctor who had arranged the medicine box next to him was also ready to leave.

Serra only stopped him, "I need some stitches and anti-inflammatories." ”

"What are you going to do?" The doctor frowned.

"Leave it alone." She reached for the precious necklace she hadn't taken under the pillow and threw it to him, "Don't tell anyone, this is what I gave you." ”

The doctor was at a loss for a jewel necklace that could change a house, "Just to get a few gut cords and anti-inflammatory drugs?" If a critically ill passenger needs surgery, I can help. ”

"Do you want it?" Sierra was impatient.

Half an hour later, she ate a light breakfast brought by the waiter, changed into a black long-sleeved velvet dress, and went out with a few packaged pastries and medical supplies.

Passing by the library, she paused, went in and chose a fairy tale book.

The content happens to be "The Mermaid".

It's also a good idea to teach the mermaid a few words before Annahi.

The crew of the handle outside the cargo hold had already greeted them when the accident happened last night, and they looked around to make sure there was no one around, and opened the door to let Sierra inside.

Serra, the cold medicine and fever reducer that the doctor had told her to take, did not swallow a single one, and after walking so far, her steps were staggering more when she went in with her things than outside, and her posture was weak and tired.

"Ahem."

She coughed, and the mermaid looking up with her head down in the barrel softened when her sharp and fierce gaze saw that it was her, and he approached the edge of the barrel, his chest pressed against the plank and stared at her.

"How are you today?" Serra put down her things in the crate next to her and turned to look at him.

The merfolk were stunned for a moment and nodded.

He seemed to understand what she meant.

In the dimly lit cargo hold, Serra walked over to the barrel and watched him condescendingly.

The seaweed-like hair fluttered in the water like liquid shiny mercury, and the face hidden under the hair was lifted up and completely exposed to her.

The mermaid who had restrained his temper had an irresistible charm and a handsome face, his eyes were like a lake immersed in endless silence, and the water was the most seductive she had ever seen.

Serra lost her mind for a moment, staring at him.

No human being can resist his temptation.

She slowly lifted her hand, her fingertips tucking away a strand of hair stuck to the mermaid's cheek, and pressed her palm against his cold cheek.

"You're so pretty." She genuinely praises, without a trace of desire.

The mermaid's eyes twinkled, her tail swung at the bottom of the water, and her upper body rose to the surface until it was level with hers.

Serra's gaze moved down to his firm chest, her skin as white as jade, and her hand unconsciously slid down his face, caressing all the way through his neck and finally stopping at his chest.

The skin under his palms was vibrating regularly, and that was where his heart was.

The temperature of the little hand roaming away made the mermaid's body stiffen, and he lowered his eyes, and his ears hidden under the strands of hair were slightly red.

Serra didn't think there was anything wrong with taking advantage of her like this, she naturally withdrew her hand and commented: "You're so cool." ”

The merfolk looked at her rosy, delicate cheeks, and let out a low grunt in her throat.

He wanted to talk.

Serra hesitated for a moment, then tore the tape off his mouth.

The mermaid's complete delicate appearance was displayed in front of her, his bright red sleek head licked his dry lips, and his mouth made a staccato sound, "Lo... side。 ”

Serra froze for a moment, and it wasn't until he repeated it to her that she realized he was greeting her.

"Your name? Losheed? She asked softly.

"Lo . . . Sid. He repeated it quickly and accurately, and the hand that was bound into a dumpling pointed at his chest.

"Lo . . . Sid. ”

Serra was sure he was introducing himself, a smile on her flushed face and her hand pointing to her chest, "Serra, my name is Serra." ”

The merfolk nodded, as if understanding.

Serra took the prepared gut and needle, pointed to the wound in his abdomen, and shook the needle and thread in her hand with a closing motion.

"I'm going to help you stitch it up."

The merfolk perched over the barrel, their entire abdomen exposed to her.

His self-healing ability is good, and his wound is much better than yesterday's bad recent condition.

Serra bent over and simply sanitized him, his palm pressed against the edge of the wound, and carefully stitched him with gut.