The female body was exceptionally warm and soft, easily dispelling the cold and cruelty of the deep sea, warming both Xi'e's frozen body and his heart simultaneously.
He held her tightly in his embrace, the delicate curve of his jaw resting against her warm neck. With a hint of affection, he gently nuzzled against her.
“Xi'e...”
“Am I not dreaming? Is it really you, Yaoyao?” he murmured softly, his speech more coherent than before, his mermaid charm resonating to the fullest.
Not to mention, his voice now carried a deep sense of sorrow and resentment, resembling the mermaids in fairy tales who sang on the rocks. An Yao thought quite inappropriately, wow, her ears are practically pregnant.
"Well, of course, it's me. Could it be otherwise?" An Yao thought that the previous "[herself]" was the fake one; only this naïve merman's understanding of land-dwelling creatures was so limited that he mistook the puppet for a real person and even found a doctor for the puppet.