Early the next day, soft morning light filtered through the window, casting golden ripples across the water in the bathroom.
Lin Lang slowly woke up, feeling surrounded by a soft and moist sensation.
He moved slightly and found himself inside a large bubble, snuggled up to the slippery Little Mermaid Zhi Xi.
The bubble gently floated with the water current, like a dreamy cradle.
Lin Lang looked at Zhi Xi, who was inches away. Her skin glowed with a pearly sheen, as beautiful as a dream.
Unable to resist, Lin Lang gently poked her cheek and softly asked:
"Little fish, how do you feel?"
Zhi Xi slowly opened her eyes, her lively gaze carrying a hint of drowsiness and shyness.
Upon hearing Lin Lang's question, her face instantly turned red, and she turned away in a coy manner, just like a little girl:
"Humph, always asking this."
Seeing her adorable demeanor, Lin Lang couldn't help but tease her again, his lips curling up slightly as he jested:
