"It's too gooey... it tastes foul— I don't want to eat it anymore."
"There is no need for you to complain so much. It must be because the weather outside has started to warm up and the pastries went a bit bad, but they can still be eaten."
"Ah… no more, no more."
"I can't do it anymore."
"You can just open your mouth and eat whatever I am feeding you."
Qi Yongrui, who was lying unconscious on the floor, heard bits and pieces of the conversation and was confused. He was sure that he heard the voice of his wife, but at the same time, he was also listening to the whimpering voice of the mer. What was going on? Just what was his wife doing with this mer for him to plead like this?
He opened his eyes in a daze and looked around. When he saw Luo Huian crouching in front of a mer with her fingers clasping his jaw, Qi Yongrui narrowed his eyes and said to her, "Stop, what do you think you are doing?"
