Ethan Sinclair exaggeratedly clutched his head, full of resentment.
"If you don’t come out soon, we’re going to die of boredom at the door! Let’s hurry home!"
Selene Kane was caught off guard and bumped head-on into two solid and thick chest muscles.
She simply leaned against Evan Sinclair’s chest, her cheek pressed against his warm clothes, and even lifted her hand to pinch Ethan Sinclair’s arm unceremoniously.
"I missed you guys too."
She dragged her tone, her voice sugary sweet, as if she were acting cute.
Evan Sinclair was instantly thunderstruck, his entire face turning crimson in a flash.
He jumped back three steps in surprise, flusteredly patting his chest.
"How can you be so improper, this female! We are pure men! Pure and ascetic, upright and determined! You, you can’t do this! It’s too disrespectful!"
Ethan Sinclair wasn’t much better off, his ears turning bright red.
But he forced himself to remain calm, cleared his throat, and mumbled in a low voice, "These kinds of things... should be discussed back in the room, there are too many eyes outside..."
Upon hearing this, Evan Sinclair became furious, glaring at him angrily.
"What kind of thoughts are running through your mind all day? Who wants to go back to the room with you! I was talking about emotional exchanges needing privacy, not what you’re thinking about!"
Ethan Sinclair shrank his neck under the reprimand but glared back defiantly.
"Then why was your face blushing like a ripe tomato just now?"
Evan Sinclair, so enraged that his chest heaved, made up his mind with a grimace.
"Alright! Anyway, it’s about time! If you really can’t hold it in, you can go to the house I lived in before I got married! That place is quiet, no one will disturb you, and the bedding is all new!"
Selene Kane’s mouth twitched hard, looking at the two absurd brothers in disbelief.
What the hell are they talking about?
What nonsense were they babbling?
Spit, spit, spit!
I’m not that desperate, okay?
It was just a little teasing earlier, just to lighten the mood.
At this moment, a cold shadow suddenly loomed from behind.
The next second, Zane suddenly reached out from behind, scooping her up horizontally.
His tail swung violently.
The whole figure swiftly swam toward the spaceship docked by the lake.
His face was terrifyingly somber, his lips parched.
"Female Master, I’m about to die of thirst, it’s really painful... If we don’t go back soon, I’ll pass out from dehydration."
Behind them, Evan and Ethan only then reacted, shouting in anger, "Put her down!"
The two of them wanted to chase immediately.
But just as they rushed to the lakeside, Zane’s heavy and powerful fish tail swung out with a sudden "snap."
The heavy alloy door slammed shut with a "boom."
Sealing the two tightly outside.
"Hey! Zane! What do you mean!"
Ethan Sinclair pounded on the door, jumping in anger.
"When we catch you, we’ll cut your tail off!"
Evan Sinclair gritted his teeth.
But inside, the cabin had already returned to silence.
Selene Kane sat on the cushion inside, looking at the man with a pale face in front of her, her heart tightened.
She reached out to cradle his face, her fingertips gently brushing over his prominent nose.
This face was clearly both cool and fierce, usually as cold as ice.
Yet at this moment, it insisted on putting on a wronged, pitiful look.
She was both annoyed and amused, unable to help but hum softly.
She stood on tiptoe, leaned closer to him, and her soft lips gently kissed his chapped lips.
"Feel better now?"
Zane didn’t answer.
He suddenly reached out his big hand, clasping her waist.
"You don’t care about me at all."
Selene Kane’s body stiffened, her heart trembling violently.
Really...
Is it that obvious?
She always thought she hid it well, thought his silence was unconditional tolerance.
But it turns out, his heart had already quietly cracked open.
"You always leave me alone," he continued in a low voice, "there are so many men around you, Evan, Ethan, Heath Langdon... They revolve around you, while I can only stand from the farthest place watching. You never come to me on your own, never ask what I’m thinking. It hurts inside."
That’s what it was about.
Selene Kane gazed at him in a daze, a hint of guilt surfacing in her eyes.
Indeed, there were too many people around her, so lively it was dizzying.
She always thought he wouldn’t mind, thought he was cold-natured, indifferent to these trivial matters.
But because he never made a fuss, he was the easiest to overlook and neglect.
Just like Heath Langdon, he was the same.
Clearly needing attention the most, yet always the last to be remembered.
She sighed softly, raising her hand to stroke his cheek, her voice softening.
"Zane."
He lowered his gaze, quietly watching her.
He was a marine beastman, born to the boundless blue, accustomed to the salty sea breeze and the whispering of tides.
On land, every step felt like walking on scorching sand.
His body constantly battled the dry air.
For her, he chose to stay, gritting his teeth, enduring the discomfort again and again, just to stay by her side.
But after all, he was a mermaid, not a stoic, and he had feelings too, he could hurt too.
Selene Kane blinked, tears forming at the corners of her eyes.
She actually understood his affection.
But sometimes, humans are like this, things that are too easily obtained.
Instead, they don’t know how to cherish them, always thinking he’ll be there, never leaving.
"I’m sorry, I neglected you. I’ll change, I won’t do this again."
She crouched down, looking carefully at the long fish tail behind him.
But now it had lost its luster, the scales dull.
"Your tail has become dull, why don’t you transform into legs?"
She asked softly, her brows furrowed.
"Staying on land for too long will dehydrate you, it’s harmful to your body. But if you could transform into legs, wouldn’t that solve the problem? You could go further, life would be more convenient."
Zane took a deep breath, his chest heaving.
From the first moment he saw her, he chose her.
He knew that females were mostly fickle, understood that the tastes of terrestrial females change often.
But he didn’t care, as long as he could stay by her side at this moment.
Even if he just stood silently, watched her smile, listened to her speak, he felt it was enough.
"Since you left, I can’t transform my legs back."
"I’ve tried many times, using all my strength to think of the land, to imagine human legs, but each attempt felt like being blocked by an invisible force. My coccyx ached faintly, yet I still couldn’t transform. Maybe... only when I am by your side does my body recover, does it remember how to turn into a human."
Selene Kane’s heart trembled, she immediately reached to hug his solid waist.
Her heart twisted sharply, her eyes instantly welling up.
Clearly, he was a free-spirited mermaid.
Willing to leave the deep sea for her, enduring the dryness and discomfort.
Yet she always turned a blind eye, only treating his presence as a given.
"Don’t be afraid, I won’t let you suffer."
Her voice trembled.
"I’ll get you a large fish tank, spacious enough for you to swim freely. And rent a car, we’ll go to the seaside every week to get some fresh seawater. That way you’ll feel more comfortable, at least it won’t be as hard."
She spoke as she contemplated in her mind.
This place was quite far from the sea, driving one-way took over three hours, going to the seaside every day was indeed impractical.
And seawater couldn’t be preserved for long either, it would deteriorate.
As for his legs...