The Institute (63)

The soft voice seemed to carry with it a hint of coquettish and spoiled cries, what seemed to be a scarlet tongue faintly visible through slightly parted lips. Hazy red eyes covered by a layer of dew shone like the brightest pearl. The flickering tail underneath him stirred up soft waves that gently crashed against the shore and the flushed face, ripe and intoxicating, stared at them fascinatingly. The merman's dark eyes squinted slightly, and with a flick of its tail, it neared the docile and quiet merman that stared at them with an unspeakable grievance. When it got closer, he could see that Chu Yi's lips were dipped in wine, and the water stain made his lips look even more red and swollen, like a star in the vast darkness, such a sight was particularly eye-catching.