Desharow Merman (COMPLETED)

Chapter 17

I stared blankly at the mermaid for a second or two, watching him completely vent the white turbidity of his lower body, with a satisfied evil smile on his face. I stared at the mermaid, felt my ears burn, my cheeks swelled, and I thought my face must have turned from red to purple——

    My God, what is this? What a grotesque joke that the glass floor used in this work for observation has made myself the object of a peeping animal!

    However, I didn't find it funny at all, I just felt extremely humiliated and embarrassed, and couldn't help being glad that I was the only one here. If this scene were to be seen, I would be the laughing stock of the biological community: how absurd it is for a researcher who becomes the object of sexual fantasies of the creatures he studies!

    This is a complete mistake, and the research plan will completely deviate from my control. I must curb and correct the wrong courtship orientation of the mermaid. How can it court a human being, and a male? !

    I looked at Agares, who was still lingering under the floor, his mind was in a mess, and his sweat-soaked clothes stuck to his body, making him extremely uncomfortable. I don't want to face this beast in heat for a moment, and I move towards the small shower room next to the bed, but from the corner of my eyes, I can see the mermaid on the bottom of my feet swimming with my steps, like a shadow, like a waving The ghost who didn't go, couldn't help but feel the hairs on his back.

    "Hey, Aga... you beast, don't follow me!" I changed my words in time, suddenly a little angry, and stomped the glass on the bottom of my feet, trying to drive him away with noise. However, the mermaid has no intention of leaving at all. He clings to the glass, peeking at me from below, with half of his face dormant in the shadows, extremely eerie.

    hateful.

    I cursed under my breath, my annoyance rising to the top. I simply walked into the shower room, lifted the shirt facing Agares, took off my clothes, and took a deep breath while standing there naked.

    The mermaid showed a slightly surprised expression, I think maybe it was because it didn't expect me to do this suddenly, and it saw my body structure as a man clearly for the first time. I looked down at the face behind the glass floor, squatted down, tapped the glass with my fist, and said word by word: "See clearly, you beast, I am a man, a pure, not sissy, Healthy Russian adult man! I have the same dick as yours, and I am definitely not the target of your courtship."     I know that because the mermaid can't hear my voice, I just vent my anger and prove that I am a man fact. The mermaid seemed to be guessing what I was talking about. His face moved closer from the water, his tall nose was pressed against the glass plate, his eyes wandered around my naked body, his deep pupils narrowed meaningfully, but his expression seemed even more excited He swallowed his saliva forcefully in his throat, and pressed his webbed claws on the glass floor, his fingertips turned white, as if he was about to burst out from below.     It would look as though my anatomy, far from repelling him, was utterly alluring.     It's terrible, does this mermaid happen to be gay?     Just as I was wondering about this conjecture, I suddenly saw the mermaid let go of her hand holding the glass floor, swung her tail and swam downstream, turned her head and took a deep look at me before completely submerging in the dark water.     I couldn't see where Agares swam, so I had to squat down and look around. I was sure that he didn't continue to peep at me, so I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, thinking that maybe Agares' excitement just now wasn't due to excitement. Is it rather a disappointment to find out that I'm a man?     Otherwise why did it leave suddenly?     Thinking like this, I turned on the shower, let the hot water pour on my head, and thought calmly.     However, just as I was getting wet all over, I heard a shrill alarm sound in the room. I was startled, and immediately grabbed the towel and rushed out. It was the alarm sound from the communication equipment on the wall and the outside world, and the ripples on the LCD screen showed the weather on the sea—a storm was coming.     My heart sank.     "Hey, hello, Mr. Desaro, are you awake!"