The young man sat at the highest point of the mermaid tribe, his silvery-white tail swaying with the flowing water.
He looked in a certain direction, but upon closer inspection, he found that there was no focus at all.
Just as the young man was lost in his thoughts, a figure swam up from below.
She suddenly appeared in front of the young man and barged into his unfocused eyes.
Before the young man came back to his senses, Ming Shu floated over and hugged him directly. “Why have you been avoiding me recently? HMM?”
An Biao was sitting under a ‘cliff’. Ming Shu came over and hugged him, her whole body hanging outside.
He didn’t know what was wrong with him, but he actually reached out and held her waist.
After he finished, he looked at his hand silently and wanted to chop it off immediately.
Why didn’t he know how to be more reserved.
He had already hugged her. If he let go, he would lose face. Hence, an Bian could only maintain this action.
