Chapter 3: The Misty Fishing Village

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Yu Chen still had that indifferent expression of "it's none of my business," but his quickened pace betrayed his mood. He abruptly grabbed Mu Miao's wrist and pulled him to the bank.

During this process, Mu Miao had already woken up and was staring straight at Yu Chen with big eyes.

Yu Chen's rapidly beating heart calmed down a little. He looked at the fish expressionlessly, "…What are you doing?"

Mu Miao looked crestfallen, and mumbled, "Yu Chen, I'm so hungry."

Yu Chen saw the grass patch that he had plucked bare on the bank, as well as the grass scraps on Mu Miao's mouth. His thin lips pursed into a straight line. He got up and went back into the house, took a plate of fresh fruit, and placed it in front of Mu Miao.

Mu Miao stared at the plate of fruit, but didn't reach for it. He said shyly, "That, I don't eat vegetarian food."

He's a carnivore!

Yu Chen looked at the grass scraps on his mouth, "Then why did you go and pull grass to eat?"

Mu Miao noticed his gaze and wiped his mouth. Seeing the grass scraps on his hand, he realized that Yu Chen had misunderstood that he was so hungry he had eaten grass. He blushed and explained, "This was grass to feed your carp, but they didn't eat it."

Yu Chen: "..."

He looked at this difficult-to-raise fish, and for the first time questioned whether his decision to bring him back was right.

After a while, Yu Chen asked, "Then what do you want to eat?"

Mu Miao twisted his body, glancing at Yu Chen, and hesitated for a few seconds, "Can I eat anything?"

Yu Chen: "Except for the things I can't get."

"No, no." Mu Miao waved his hand, nervously saying, "Can I drink some of your blood? Just a little, a tiny bit."

Blood was the carrier of human spiritual energy, and it contained the most spiritual energy.

Yu Chen pinched his cheek, squeezing it in. Mu Miao's plump lips puffed up, the little merman blinked his eyes in confusion, silently asking why Yu Chen was pinching his face.

Yu Chen just pinched it for a while, then quickly let go, and didn't have any intention of explaining.

Mu Miao looked at him eagerly, "Can I? I really only need a little."

He repeated "a little" several times, just to prevent Yu Chen from thinking he was a difficult fish to raise.

Yu Chen went inside and took a small knife and a small bowl. He rolled up his sleeves and made a cut on his wrist. Bright red blood rushed into the bowl.

"Hey! Too much!" Mu Miao hurriedly stopped him. Seeing the blood continuously flowing, he didn't dare to cover it rashly. He grabbed Yu Chen's hand holding the knife, "Quickly bandage it, it hurts."

Yu Chen chuckled, "The knife is on my body, I haven't said it hurts yet, why are you shouting first?"

"Sorry." Mu Miao felt very guilty. It was his fault that Yu Chen got hurt. He was a bad fish.

"I'll be less hungry in the future."

He thought about it and couldn't find a solution. He could only assure Yu Chen like this, that next time, as long as he wasn't on the verge of starvation, he would absolutely not ask Yu Chen for food.

Yu Chen was amused by his statement. Raising such a silly and clumsy fish in this boring life might be interesting.

If that was the case, then he was his fish.

Obsession and possessiveness flashed in Yu Chen's deep eyes. He ruffled his furry head, "A little blood won't hurt. Remember to tell me next time you're hungry."

Meanwhile, the wound on his wrist was healing at a speed that humans couldn't achieve.

Mu Miao took the bowl filled with blood from him with both hands, his heart filled with gratitude, completely ignoring the strange changes in Yu Chen's wound.

Yu Chen, he was a good person!

He would definitely repay his kindness, Mu Miao secretly vowed, already deciding to catch the biggest and most delicious fish for him tomorrow, and properly feed this kind two-legged creature.

Mu Miao had never drunk blood before. Although it smelled delicious, he didn't know what it tasted like exactly. He tentatively stuck out his tiny tongue and gently licked a little bit like a cat drinking water.

Delicious!

Mu Miao's eyes lit up. He held the bowl and drank little by little. His beautiful tail swayed back and forth with his master's joy. The blue tail shimmered under the sunlight, making the man beside him itch with desire.

Mu Miao felt a warm skin covering his tail. He wagged his tail in confusion, wanting to dodge it.

He turned his head and saw Yu Chen's hand on his tail, gently stroking it down along the scales.

He seemed to be very interested in his tail. Mu Miao hesitated for a moment, glanced at the blood in his bowl, and with his mouth full of food, he simply let Yu Chen continue touching his tail.

Among the lush forests on the mountain, the summer heat was blocked out, creating a refreshing coolness that was rare in the hot summer.

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