Chapter 152: The Elves in the Sea (20)

Yu Mu looked at Hughes, who was still crying to the point where Lihua was in tears, and felt a headache. She hesitated for a moment, then slowly said: "Don't cry, I...I will be good friends with you..."

Yumu, who had not been a good friend for eighteen hundred years since he grew up, felt very awkward and awkward when he said this.

The crying little mermaid in front of him suddenly stopped. He raised his long eyelashes stained with tears blankly, and his light blue eyes were like an endless sea.

"Are you serious?" He blew his red nose, his voice still crying.

Yumu lowered her long eyelashes and calmly took in the little mermaid's eyes, which looked like her nose was red from crying.

She pursed her lips slightly, nodded slightly and said a cold "hmm".

Suddenly, the little mermaid's eyes lit up.

He raised his hand to wipe the tears on his cheeks, but he remembered that he was in the sea, and the water had nothing to do with him.

Without hesitation, Hughes took water in both hands and sprinkled it on his face.

The sea water splashed on his silver moon-colored hair, and a smile appeared on the little mermaid's face.

Hughes swam over and stretched out his white arms.

He raised his little finger and said, "Mumu, pull the hook!"

Yumu opened his eyelids and glanced at him, only to hear Hughes' sweet reply: "You can't lie until you pull the hook!"

Yumu: "..."

Where does this childishness come from.

She wanted to refuse, but Huang Tao kept screaming that she must not refuse, otherwise Hughes would probably turn black.

It is said that Yumu deeply hurt Hughes's young heart.

Although Yumu wanted to complain about Huang Tao's logic, Yumu was lazy and preferred to stay silent and play a friendly game of hook and hook with Hughes expressionlessly.

The moment the two people pressed their thumbs together, it seemed as if the smile between Hughes's brows and eyes could not be suppressed at all. His smile was soft and sweet, like the sweetest angel in the world, pure white and holy.

He raised his head and looked deeply at Yumu, inch by inch, as if Yumu's face was being embedded into his bones moment by moment.

Hughes said: "From today, no, from now on, Mumu, you are Hughes's best friend!"

"Best, you have friends?"

Yumu may have given up struggling. She lazily sat cross-legged on the rock, holding her cheek with her palms and looking tired.

Hearing this, Hughes nodded fiercely: "Yes, Hughes has many good friends. There are Salina, Pervent, and..."

Hughes named many, many people and clasped his fingers seriously.

While counting, Hughes suddenly stopped. He raised his head and looked at her deeply and seriously with his deep, sea-like pupils.

"But these people are not Hughes's best friends. Hughes's best friend is you, Mumu!"

Hughes said, holding the place close to his heart in his hand, "This place is very strange. When he saw Mumu, it jumped very fast. But Hughes did not feel uncomfortable at all. Instead, he liked this feeling very much. , I really want to see Mumu as soon as possible, and I don’t want to waste a moment.”

"I heard that the wings of birds are the fastest in the world, so they are often used as a metaphor for speed. In the past, Hughes never envied the wings of birds, but when Hughes missed Mumu, he realized that he had this tail. The speed of the parade is so slow, not as smooth as the birds traveling thousands of miles," Hughes murmured.

Hearing this, Yumu frowned slightly, but said nothing.