The gleeful shouts of a Mermaid rang throughout the entire amusement park, similar to the excited squeals of a dolphin—Han Jing quickly clamped her mouth with his hand.
His mere action caught the stares of some people, but he eventually waited for Odele to calm down. Faeran stifled a chuckle, a hand on his mouth at the clear discomfort on Han Jing's face.
Once Odele stopped wildly gesturing and waving her arms about, continuing with her dialogue, he let his hand drop. "Mhphf, mhpf—ah, sorry. I got a tiny bit excited."
"Yes." Han Jing eyed her with a look that an older brother might give his younger sister. And he was well-versed in that, when Jinjing was younger she also messed around gleefully... it stopped when she started school and it sucked out the enthusiasm and liveliness to her—giving her more spunk, than cuteness.
But Odele retained a certain bubbliness that charmed him.
His mental defenses were up, right?
