After Teasing the Crazy Mermaid, He Actually Deceived Me into Marriage - Chapter 8

Hearing his nonchalant voice, Si Tang felt her head was about to explode with anger.

“Didn’t I say men and women should maintain proper boundaries!” Unable to hold back, Si Tang raised her voice in accusation, her back turned to him, her face flushed with a mix of fury and humiliation. “You get out! How am I supposed to get dressed with you here?”

Fan Yi wasn’t angered; instead, he let out a light chuckle, the amusement in his eyes growing even more intense.

Humans truly were strange and fascinating creatures.

From the fluctuations in Si Tang’s emotions, he detected. shyness? Anger?

Fan Yi found her boldness rather remarkable though, in truth, she had always been bold.

He offered no explanation and simply turned away, crossing his arms and idly tapping his fingers against them.

Hearing the movement, Si Tang glanced back and saw that he had turned his back to her. Immediately, she bit her lip, grabbed the clothes beside her, and quickly pulled them on.

As she dressed, she gritted her teeth in frustration. That wretched fish only ever appeared during mealtimes to deliver food, what was he doing here so late at night? If she wasn’t mistaken, he had almost seen her completely naked just now! Even if they were different species, this was utterly unacceptable!

Si Tang reminded herself that, to this fish, she was nothing more than a pet. The way he had looked at her earlier held no emotional fluctuation, she was merely a piece of food in his eyes.

Gritting her teeth, she mentally steeled herself, forcing herself to calm down.

There was no reason for her to feel ashamed!

But she couldn’t allow such a situation to happen again.

Fan Yi listened to the rustling of clothes behind him. Once Si Tang had finished dressing, he turned back just in time to witness the ever-changing, vivid expressions flitting across her face.

Instinctively, Fan Yi touched his chin.

He was genuinely curious about what was going through this human’s mind.

It didn’t matter that she wasn’t a believer. It was just that method. but he couldn’t use it on her.

Fan Yi felt a twinge of regret.

Si Tang seemed to gather her courage, mentally preparing herself before stepping toward him.

“Lord Fan Yi, about that.”

Fan Yi raised a brow slightly, watching her silently as if waiting for her to continue.

“Even though you are a god and I am a human, men and women still need to maintain propriety. Your divine appearance is no different from a human’s. Do you understand what I mean?” She struggled to explain.

Fan Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, appearing to ponder her words before replying in a noncommittal tone, “Oh?”

Under Si Tang’s subtly resentful gaze, Fan Yi suddenly moved closer, causing her entire body to tense instantly.

He circled around her, his gaze tangible and intense never leaving her, as if inspecting his own territory, concealing a dangerous heat.

A cold fragrance enveloped her. Si Tang caught his scent again an indescribable aroma. The initial notes were sharp and rich, while the lingering trail resembled amber and cedarwood. She instinctively softened her breath, as if inhaling it for even a second longer would cloud her mind.

Fan Yi’s eyes remained unreadable, devoid of emotion as he watched a droplet of water roll from the woman’s neck into her collarbone, her trembling lashes, her tense body. Seeing the faint pulse of her veins, he imagined how easily he could snap them and then devour her, excitement causing his eyes to narrow.

He could even smell the enticing fragrance of her soul.

Those silent dozen seconds were pure torment for Si Tang. She felt enveloped by his presence, sinking into a chaotic space, her entire body rigid. All she could sense was his gaze sweeping over her, finally settling on her vulnerable neck.

Si Tang’s body sounded an alarm, her deepest instincts screaming at her to get away from him immediately. Yet her body and senses seemed to be under some kind of control, submerged in a numb unawareness, with only fleeting thoughts still able to function.

She had no idea what he intended to do.

Considering his unusual late-night visit today. Had he grown tired of playing and decided to devour her?

Si Tang’s eyelashes fluttered even more violently, and she even prepared herself for death. It felt as though an eternity had passed, though in reality, it was only a dozen seconds.

Suddenly, a cold fingertip pressed against her chin, lifting her bowed face with slight force, forcing her to meet his gaze.

“Look at me,” he commanded.

Si Tang trembled, her eyes reluctantly locking with Fan Yi’s. Her thoughts were pulled back from the chaos, only to plummet into an abyss.

His eyes held a magical quality, so profound they seemed to contain the ancient universe. yet tinged with an eerie blue that made them appear demonic. Dangerous enough to shatter one’s sanity.

They held no emotion whatsoever, save for a faint trace of amusement.

Si Tang held her breath, as if falling into their depths.

It seemed he wanted to prove something to her, or perhaps he was probing for something.

Fan Yi watched the dazed flicker in her dark, clear eyes and curled the corner of his lips slightly.

“Did you see?” he asked with amusement, gazing intently at her bewildered expression.

Si Tang snapped back to reality as if a bolt of lightning had struck her mind. She pushed him away abruptly, turning her back to him in near disarray, unable to control her slight panting as she closed her eyes.

This mad demon.

Of course, she had seen the disdain in his eyes, as if she were nothing more than a lifeless object, and she hated herself for being captivated by his flawless appearance.

Yet Fan Yi showed no anger at being pushed away. His voice came from behind her, emotionless and faint, carrying a tone of taken-for-granted pity, like a judgment upon lowly humans.

“Gods and humans are fundamentally different. Whether you wear clothes or not makes no difference in my eyes,” he stated indifferently, twirling his fingertips.

Since Si Tang had her back to him, Fan Yi didn’t see the woman’s expression, which was one of speechless fury.

Si Tang had underestimated just how terrible this fish could be.

He was mocking her. In his eyes, he remained unperturbed; she was merely a meal on a plate.

The boundaries between men and women that Si Tang held dear were, in his view, nothing but her own delusions. To him, they were nothingness, and he had no need to abide by her rules.

He was also reminding her of their inherent inequality.

Si Tang silently clenched her fists, deciding to install a curtain around the hot spring later.

A scholar would rather die than be humiliated, she had her pride too. If this wretched fish dared to pull back the curtain and watch her bathe again, she wouldn’t hesitate to call him a damn pervert!

Fan Yi watched her petite frame trembling slightly with her back turned, silent and unresponsive. For some reason, he pictured the stubborn yet suppressed anger on this human’s face and couldn’t help but curl his lips into a slight smile.

Very angry, are we?

Si Tang took a few deep breaths, telling herself it was fine and not to be angry. Before she could fully compose herself and turn around, Fan Yi’s breathtakingly handsome face appeared in front of her again.

As if delighting in her distress, he leaned in deliberately, squinting to observe her expression at that moment.

Perhaps out of sheer anger, his dark, glossy eyes were still glistening with unshed tears likely from holding back making his almond-shaped eyes appear even clearer. His entire face was flushed as red as a peach, and his trembling lips were pressed tightly together as if forcibly restraining himself. It somewhat resembled his earlier shy and indignant expression, yet it was distinctly different.

Truly, how amusing. He sighed inwardly.

Si Tang stared at the face before him magnified, exquisitely handsome, and flawless, yet now with a gaze that unabashedly revealed malicious intent. Anger overwhelmed any sense of admiration, and he nearly couldn’t resist the urge to slap it.

He was doing it on purpose.