As the ripples danced in his eyes, he suddenly reached out and grabbed his ankle, pulling him into the lake.
With a splash, water flew in every direction.
Baili An uncontrollably sank deeper into the lake, but he was not overly panic-stricken, for he did not need to breathe and would not drown anyway.
The mermaid meant no harm, nor did she intend to drown him. It was more of a jest than anything.
Her arms encircled his waist, gently holding his body, her tail swaying lightly to keep him afloat.
Baili An didn't know where to place his hands, her body was so soft that no position seemed right; he ended up stretching his arms in an awkward embrace.
The mermaid chuckled, her smile radiantly beautiful. Squinting her eyes, she looked at Baili An and lightly said, "Young boy, why does your body feel colder than the lake? Are you cold?"
Baili An bitterly smiled, "Maybe, in this lifetime, I will never understand what feeling cold is like."
"Pity."
