The scent of wine spread under the moonlight.
Drinking leads to mistakes, especially for an alpha, making it easier to get tipsy and do something regrettable. For instance, directly pulling the mermaid to turn on the TV and start watching a late-night program, engaging in learning from the late-night show.
Under the moonlight, the wine bottles lay scattered. She climbed onto the fierce beast, cupped the mermaid’s cheeks, and began kissing downwards.
Their breaths fermented in the drunkenness, and finally, the fierce beast let out a somewhat difficult breath, his large hand warningly wrapped around her waist. But the drunken her, giggling, knelt and sat on the fierce beast, not allowing him to move.
Pheromones floated in the air, fermenting with alcohol into a high degree of intoxication. The kitten’s nose sniffed along, uncontrollably kissing, biting, and even licking the glands on the back of the mermaid’s neck, and she indulged in the feedback and heavy breathing he gave.
The mermaid issued an extremely pleasant, enduring sound, telling her not to torture him like this. But she was drunk and let out laughter.
Quickly the world spun around, and she found herself pinned under a mermaid.
At last, the god of the sea pulled the mischievous kitten into the depths.
That night, she witnessed the brutal storm god above the sea, fiercely attacking underwater; she also saw the mermaids under the bright moonlight, gently kissing. The fierce ocean and the storms above surged together, overturning boats, splashing seawater, and the moonlight plummeting.
…
When the battle at sea ended, the tide receded, and the boats moored.
She clung to the storm god’s shoulders, like a flower branch wilted by the wind.
Her counterpart kissed her affectionately, asked gently and deeply, but whatever was said seemed like a mirage. She was heavily intoxicated, and then once again the sea god plunged her into the boundless ocean, floating and sinking.
Finally, she opened her eyes and saw the dawn at the horizon outside the window.
…
Shu Tang lay on the bed like a salted fish.
She felt that there was a problem between them; the disparity in their combat power was too great.
Often, when she felt that the mermaid was too strong, he would look a bit aggrieved and tell her that he was already being very careful, almost to the point of discomfort.
This fierce beast would hiss, its long hair brushing against its lover, speaking of its endurance and caution.
At such times, the alcohol would fog Shu Tang’s mind, making her brain heat up and her heart soften, telling the mermaid she could.
The mermaid asked her twice then.
Under the allure of pheromones, she gently bit the mermaid’s neck.
The mermaid then had her support him properly.
At the time, Shu Tang was not yet aware of the seriousness of the problem, such as why it was important to hold steady—this philosophical question.
Shu Tang never thought there was anything wrong with the mermaid being quiet. Shu Tang talked a lot, enough to balance the conversation for both of them. She felt that she and the little rose were a perfect match.
But she finally realized that sometimes being silent is not a virtue.
For instance, last night when the other party was silent while doing certain things.
She really thought she might not see the sun tomorrow.
If the mermaid’s speaking pressure is a 5, his silence is a 20.
She hugged the quilt, looked at the rolling wine bottles on the floor, and decided to lock up all the alcohol in the cupboard—there’s no good end with drunkenness.
But she had no strength, her back and waist ached, as if she had worked a decade’s worth of shifts last night, so she decided to deal with it tomorrow. She needed to lie back down and catch up on some sleep.
But the mermaid still remembered to wash the kitten, ignored her gaze, and lifted her into the bathroom.
Shu Tang lay lifelessly in the bathtub, forming a stark contrast to the mermaid who, in good spirits, was playfully flicking his tail and pinching Shu Tang’s face. Shu Tang gave her a tired and angry look.
Shu Tang was extremely jealous of the mermaid.
She thought that at the very least, the mermaid should need to lean on walls to move around, yet here he was, full of energy and flicking his tail.
It seemed the mermaid sensed her gaze and lazily squinted his eyes, suddenly moving closer, about to lift her up and continue.
Shu Tang screamed in terror, “Help!”
The mermaid, still in high spirits, pressed her down in the bathtub and kissed her, laughing loudly.
Shu Tang sat back down in the bathtub, continuing to glare at the mermaid.
But as she glared, sunlight streamed in, and the shampoo bubbles in the mermaid’s moonlight-like hair looked like colorful sprites. She poked the bubbles and saw the mermaid turn around, his entire form lazily basking in the sunlight. His profile was like a perfect masterpiece from God, even the shadow of his eyelashes was captivating.
Shu Tang felt a sudden urge to kiss him.
But Shu Tang immediately suppressed this dangerous thought, knowing it was too easy for things to go awry.
She lay back like a eunuch, prematurely feeling the sensation of “the spirit is willing but the flesh is weak.” She faced her charming spouse, but her body felt hollowed out.
The mermaid’s long hair under the shower created a misty vapor, and droplets slid down his pale but perfectly toned body, his abdominal mermaid line exceptionally beautiful.
The mermaid gestured for her to help dry her hair.
Shu Tang ignored this beautiful scene emerging from the water, hastily ending this wild and lascivious entertainment.
As she lay back in bed to catch up on sleep, gazing at the brilliant sunshine outside, Shu Tang recalled a phrase: “Henceforth the king does not appear at court early.” She was that king, and the mermaid was the concubine who tempted her.
But overall, this was a beneficial activity for both body and mind.
At least, after suffering from back pain for a few days, Shu Tang’s slight insomnia quickly disappeared. The outside world remained chaotic and bustling, dangerous and unknown, and the mermaid still left in the middle of the night.
But having lost worldly desires, Shu Tang found herself wondering whether she should get her back checked, and thus all her unease and wild thoughts mysteriously vanished.
When her back pain was gone, and she no longer felt like a desiccated fish needing the mermaid to massage her back, she healed and forgot the pain, starting to frequently challenge the mermaid, pondering countermeasures against this fish.
Shu Tang believed she needed to show more of an alpha demeanor, unwilling to continue being so feeble. She decided to arm her mind with knowledge and enrich her battle experience with experience.
So, after the mermaid left at night, she sneakily got up, turned on the TV, and watched the late-night shows her mother forbade her to see.
She set up a tent in the living room, covering herself and the TV inside to secretly learn new knowledge.
That night, just after the mermaid returned and was taking a shower, still with a lingering fierceness about him, this made the creature seem a bit fierce.
Suddenly, the mermaid heard some strange noises.
The mermaid knew the kitten was watching TV, but while he had seen weather forecasts, movies, and music channels, he had never encountered this type of channel before. So, in the spirit of learning, he joined the kitten to watch TV after taking a bath.
At this moment, Shu Tang was earnestly studying the advanced techniques on a throw pillow but dismissed ideas like tossing ‘little O’ onto the bed or lifting him as inappropriate.
Shu Tang thought some of the positions shown were outrageous, wondering if they could cause strains. When she expressed this concern, the fish tail beside her nodded in agreement.
After all, kittens are too fragile, prone to dying or crying, so one must be very careful.
Shu Tang felt a bit cramped and tapped on the mermaid’s tail, signaling him to scoot over and not crowd her.
The mermaid obediently moved his tail aside and continued watching, resting his chin on Shu Tang’s head.
However, after they finished watching a show together, during the commercial break, Shu Tang was summarizing what she learned when she suddenly realized something and turned around in shock, “Why are you here?”
The mermaid hissed back: Hadn’t he been there for an hour already?
Shu Tang immediately complained, “Why didn’t you make a sound? That’s so scary!”
But after discussing the etiquette of knocking on the door upon entering, the second movie started on TV, beginning with a melodically undulating chant.
She glanced at the mermaid.
But since she was caught, Shu Tang decided to let it be.
Let’s watch it together.
Gradually, though, Shu Tang felt awkward: “If you’re going to watch, just watch. Why nod?”
The mermaid, ever compliant, stopped nodding and began flicking his tail instead.
Gradually, Shu Tang felt the mermaid’s gaze shift back and forth from the TV to the back of her head; from the TV back to her head again.
She could clearly sense a beast-like breathing and a somewhat aggressive gaze that seemed to pierce through.
It was as if nails were growing under the cat’s bottom, making her restless.
Shu Tang: “Watch the TV, why are you looking at me?”
The mermaid turned his head and obediently focused on the TV.
Then he flicked her tail, letting out a slight chuckle that sent shivers down Shu Tang’s spine.
The mermaid showed a very serious expression of learning, making Shu Tang feel an ominous premonition as if her life, filled with meowing pleas, was waving goodbye to her.
She immediately wanted to turn off the TV, but as her hand reached for the remote, the mermaid snatched it back.
The mermaid gave her a threatening look, signaling her to obediently watch the TV.
Strangely, Shu Tang understood this implied threat and immediately sat back down.
But soon, the mermaid discovered a loophole:
They all end up biting each other’s glands.
The mermaid asked Shu Tang why.
So, Shu Tang educated the mermaid about temporary and permanent markings.
Then, the mermaid asked her to mark him too. He wanted one as well.
Shu Tang joked, “You think it’s just stamping.”
The mermaid was persistent, insisting that Shu Tang mark him.
Shu Tang found the mermaid unreasonable but still explained helplessly, “Marking is very unfair to omegas.”
Because with a permanent mark, omegas would be influenced by the pheromones and fall in love with the alpha who marked them.
They would become clingy, unable to leave that alpha, and during their heat, the alpha becomes their only remedy. They would also become more sensitive to each other’s pheromones.
It’s a biological “contract” far more binding than marriage.
After explaining, Shu Tang moved on from the topic. She believed such matters should be considered only after the calendar turned its final page.
Thinking about it now was still too premature.
But she didn’t notice that as the mermaid watched the TV, he tilted his head.
His understanding was entirely different from Shu Tang’s.
The fierce beast thought marking was akin to “taming”—like a conquest in nature.
But when linked with love, the term took on a different meaning.
The mermaid believed that falling in love with her was a process of being “marked” and “tamed.” Otherwise, why would this apex predator be led around by the nose by a small cat, becoming clingy and insecure?
This predator naturally could not tolerate being conquered by other creatures, but if it was by a small cat, the mermaid found he quite liked the idea of marking.
However, Shu Tang was unaware of the mermaid’s thoughts at that moment. Seeing him fall into a philosophical contemplation, she quietly lifted the tent flap, ready to escape.
She had her escape route ready.
But as she was halfway out, the mermaid lazily came to his senses and reached out, grabbing the cat’s buttocks.
The cat started twisting and yelling, while the mermaid, amused, watched the little cat’s performance for a while, then effortlessly pulled, scooped, and carried her.
The tall mermaid lazily carried the small cat towards the bedroom.
Shu Tang had an ominous feeling.
Clearly, the mermaid realized his poor performance in his first lesson because he knew nothing and could only rely on his primal instincts, which led to poor results. So, the mermaid planned to make up for his deficiencies through diligence.
Shu Tang struggled, twisting and turning: “Don’t believe it, the video is all edited!”
But her back was already against the door.
The mermaid then turned on silent mode again.