Becoming the Keeper of an Alluring Merfolk - Chapter 21

Chapter 21: Buying Lingerie for Shui Se

◎Song Xiu personally measured her wife’s size◎

“No, I have to get Xiao Hen back. I can’t forgive her so easily.” Shui Se was still indignant, even though Xiao Hen seemed quite satisfied.

Song Xiu quickly reached out to hug her wife’s waist and pull her back onto the bed, patiently comforting her: “Alright, alright. Xiao Hen is an independent individual. We need to respect her own thoughts.”

“I don’t believe that Jian Xu’s apology was sincere.”

“I don’t believe it either, but Xiao Hen does. If we deliberately intervene now, it will definitely burst this temporary bubble of happiness, and Xiao Hen will be very sad.”

“I don’t want her to be sad.” Shui Se’s mood instantly plummeted.

“So, let’s not worry about them for now. We still have a lot of things we haven’t done yet.”

Shui Se was a little confused: “What things?”

“What things do you think?” Song Xiu reached into Shui Se’s pearlescent white nightgown, startling Shui Se into clamping her legs together tightly.

“No~”

“Why? We haven’t tried with your legs transformed yet.” Song Xiu looked at Shui Se with a wronged expression.

Shui Se still clung to her skirt, shaking her head with her legs pressed together: “I’m scared.”

Song Xiu’s hand immediately stopped with a pang of heartache. She gently withdrew it and instead cupped Shui Se’s face: “Okay, we won’t try.” She kissed Shui Se’s trembling eyelashes. “We’ll wait until you’re ready.”

Shui Se sighed with relief, her pink ear fins slowly unfurling as she nestled into Song Xiu’s neck. Song Xiu pulled the blanket over them both, running her fingers through Shui Se’s long hair in a rhythmic fashion until the Jiao-person in her arms was completely asleep.

Although they hadn’t completed the task, a profound sense of happiness filled her heart. Having such a beautiful and lovely wife was the greatest fortune of her life.

“Good night, Shui Se.”

When Song Xiu woke up in the morning, Shui Se was staring blankly at the wardrobe, her pink long hair draped over her snow-white waist. She held Song Xiu’s white bra in her hand, looking curious and confused.

“Do you want to try it on?” Song Xiu got out of bed and wrapped her arms around Shui Se from behind, resting her chin on the top of her head. “You can’t cover yourself with your hair all the time.”

Shui Se hated being confined, but she figured since Song Xiu wore one every day, it must be comfortable, right?

Unexpectedly, as soon as she put it on, the straps dug into her skin, the clasp on her back barely hooked, and her chest was so squeezed that she could barely breathe.

She squirmed uncomfortably: “It’s so tight… I don’t like it…”

Hearing this, Song Xiu realized the size was wrong and burst out laughing: “It’s my fault.” She helped Shui Se unhook it, her fingertips tracing the red mark left behind. “I’ll go buy you a new one today.”

Shui Se turned around and shook Song Xiu’s arm: “Can’t I just not wear one?”

“No. I don’t want the whole institute staring at you if you ever tie your hair up.” Song Xiu’s tone was gentle, but her determined look was something Shui Se couldn’t refuse.

Shui Se suddenly hugged her, looking up and whining playfully, “But it’s so tight and uncomfortable. Isn’t it enough if only you can see it?”

Song Xiu’s breath hitched, and she nearly gave in: “Be good. Just consider it for the sake of my jealousy.”

Shui Se blinked, then suddenly leaned close to her ear: “Then you have to personally measure my size. I want to wear one that’s a little looser.” After saying that, she shyly darted into the bathroom.

Song Xiu stood rooted to the spot, unable to suppress the smile on her face. Thinking of personally measuring her wife’s size, her hands actually trembled a little.

After drawing the curtains, Song Xiu stood by the bed with the measuring tape. Shui Se had come out of the bathroom and was standing obediently, her pink long hair pulled forward to reveal her smooth back.

“Raise your hands.” Song Xiu’s voice was tense and hoarse.

Shui Se cooperatively lifted her arms: “Song Xiu, your ears are so red. Is this how all humans are when they take measurements?”

Song Xiu didn’t answer. She circled Shui Se’s body with the measuring tape. The clear numbers blurred before her eyes, and the skin beneath her fingertips was cool and soft, as delicate as ice cream.

When measuring the upper bust, Song Xiu’s hand trembled even more. Shui Se suddenly leaned forward: “Your heart is beating so fast.” She tilted her head, her ear fins brushing Song Xiu’s hot cheek. “Faster than last night.”

Song Xiu held her breath, quickly jotting down the number on the measuring tape. Just as she was about to pull away, Shui Se suddenly grabbed her hand and pressed it against her heart: “Mine is beating fast here too.”

The softness under her palm made Song Xiu’s mind go blank. Shui Se innocently pursued: “Does this mean I really like you touching me?”

The measuring tape clattered to the floor. Song Xiu breathed heavily, pushing Shui Se onto the bed, nose-to-nose: “Shui Se, you can’t just say things like that.”

Shui Se blinked her clear eyes, her pink ear fins fully spread: “But it’s the truth.”

Since the institute needed more and more supplies, the frequency of cargo planes arriving had also increased.

Song Xiu’s ears were burning on the way back after picking up the package, so she hurried towards the dormitory.

When she pushed the door open, Shui Se was lying on the bed secretly looking at her phone, her pink long hair almost covering the entire pillow. Hearing the door open, she immediately hid the phone, jumping off the bed and running barefoot to the door to greet her.

As soon as Song Xiu closed the door, she eagerly tore open the outermost packaging. Shui Se was particularly delighted when she saw the pink box.

“The box is so beautiful. It’s the color of my hair.”

“I’m glad you like it. The lingerie inside is the same color.”

Song Xiu opened the box. Inside were two sets of smooth, satin lingerie: one pearlescent pink and one pearlescent white. The fabric felt incredibly comfortable just to the touch and glowed softly in the sunlight.

Song Xiu let Shui Se choose. She first picked up the pink one but then remembered that Song Xiu was wearing white today, so she chose the white one, wanting to match the color.

Once the choice was made, Song Xiu placed the box in the wardrobe, walked around behind Shui Se, and untied the bow on the shoulder of her dress.

The bra straps went over her snow-white shoulder. Song Xiu’s fingertips slid down the straps, smoothing out every subtle crease.

Shui Se looked down: “It’s so beautiful, and comfortable too. I’m just a little unaccustomed to it.”

“You have to wear it every day from now on.”

“No way, unless you personally help me put it on every day.”

“My pleasure.”

“What does ‘my pleasure’ mean?”

“‘My pleasure’ means I’m very, very, very happy to put it on you, wife. You don’t even have to ask; I’ll volunteer to do it.”

“I knew you were the best to me.”

Shui Se turned around, stood on her tiptoes slightly, and initiated a kiss on Song Xiu’s lips.

Song Xiu decided not to hold back either, pinning her wife against the wardrobe to kiss her. Her wife was simply too good at flirting.

“Wife, should we buy a teal one next time? It would look great with your tail, right?”

“Is it expensive? Do you really have a lot of money? Two sets are enough.”

“Don’t worry, you think I’m too poor. With my subsidy, I earn over seven thousand a month. What’s buying a few clothes for my darling?”

Just as Shui Se was about to calculate the cost, Song Xiu kissed her ear fin again, and she immediately stopped thinking about anything else.