The mermaid turned over, closely following Jiang Lai, and lay silently by the pool watching her. Its eyes were watery, possibly because the long lashes poked them, looking as if two streams of tears would softly tug at one's heart.
Jiang Lai recalled the knowledge she had learned. In ancient times, mermaids would use their beauty to lure fishermen into jumping into the water.
Previously, Jiang Lai always thought this saying was questionable, after all, mermaids had fierce and ghastly appearances, and normal people would not be enchanted by such mermaids to the point of courting death.
But now, looking at these eyes in front of her, and the slowly undulating fish tail in the pool, Jiang Lai suddenly felt that the rumor had some credibility.
The mermaid is indeed beautiful, captivatingly beautiful.
Jiang Lai blinked, regaining her rationality.
As beautiful as it is, she does not plan on having a relationship with a mermaid.
"Jiang Lai."
The Little Mermaid kept calling her.
