117 Chapter 116 of “Quick Wear: A Delicate Flower Is Hard to Grow (H)”

Mermaid Extra: Daily Dog Abuse

Only later did Kena realize that her relationship with Molder was wrong.

Father and daughter are related by blood. If they are together, it is incest and is despised by the world.

But at this time she was already a queen and had been with Molde for a long time.The mermaid’s intelligence will be passed down with age.

She was already four hundred and ninety-eight years old when she met Mold, and two years later, she just reached adulthood.All the mermaid heritage has been passed down.

She knew what kind of species the so-called human beings were. According to inheritance, they were a kind of loving but cruel race.Their mermaid ancestors once fell in love with humans, but were let down in the end and were depressed all day long.

These are just heartless humans, and there is another type who directly deceives her, forcing her to cry every day, using the mermaid’s tears in exchange for a large amount of wealth, imprisoning the mermaid, and finally being killed by the desperate mermaid.

In the inheritance, almost no love between a mermaid and a human ends well.

But she could clearly tell the difference, and Molder would not let her down.On the contrary, as the days went by, I doted on her more and more.She can still laugh and play like she did when she was a toddler.

Molder didn’t like her crying. Whenever she cried, he would always look serious and force her to stop her tears.

She liked her Molde, so handsome and elegant.It was as if nothing in the world could trouble him.Whatever he wants, he can do it.

The golden sunshine filled the hall. Keina lay on the bed, feeling the baptism of sunshine, and opened her eyes in a daze.

The sun was shining high above us, and it was already bright.Mold was sitting aside sowing grapes. Such a beautiful scene made Kena couldn’t help but smile.

“Mold, what are you doing?”

Kena has become proficient in calling his name. After she became Molde’s princess, he stopped letting herself call him father. After she learned about the relationship between the two, she was more willing to call Molde’s name.

Molder looked at Kena, who looked surprised, with half-squinted eyes: “Go wash up first, and come here to eat grapes.”

Kena nodded and walked briskly to the side hall.There was no one in the entire palace to serve the two of them, and they were all driven out of the palace.Mold didn’t like anyone seeing her naked, not even a woman.

Kena changed her clothes and suddenly her vision froze. She pinched the two white rabbits on her chest with her little hands and smiled widely.He didn’t even have time to put on his clothes, so he ran out: “Mold, look, my breasts have grown.”

The girl’s face was full of joy, and she held the soft breasts with her small white hands and jumped out.

Molde’s eyelids twitched, and when she looked around, she saw the pair of milky white breasts jumping in her palms: “Grow up, put on some clothes, don’t catch a cold.”

Kenna pouted, and judging from Molder’s expression, there was no joy at all.

She walked forward in three steps and put her breasts in front of him: “Mold, can you kiss it? It misses you.”

Molde’s eyes were a little helpless, and he held the little person in his arms, hugged her slender waist, and said in a calm tone: “Did you miss me or did it miss me?”

Kena put her head on Molde’s shoulder and smiled: “I miss you, Molde, I love you.”

“I love you too.” After Mold said this, he picked up the thick porridge placed on the table, picked up a spoon and fed her, and did not stop until more than half of the bowl of thick porridge had gone down.

“Mold, I want to eat grapes.”

“Okay.”

“Mold, feed me.”

“Okay.”

The girl’s coquettish tone made the man surrender easily. Molder kissed her earlobe, peeled off a grape with his well-joined hands and put it into her mouth.

Kena opened her mouth with a smile, and when the man wanted to pull away, she took his finger in her mouth, gently licked his fingertips with her small tongue, and looked at him with wide eyes.

Molder patted her round butt with his other hand, “You’re naughty again, let go.”

However, Kena twisted her waist and refused to let go. She held the finger tightly and pressed her body towards Molde.

Molder’s green eyes flashed across his smile, and he peeled a grape open with his other hand, then bit it into his mouth and lowered his head to look at her.

Kena looked at his bright red lips, feeling a little impatient. She suddenly let go of his fingers, quickly hugged his head, and kissed him. The sweet juice of the grapes spread in their mouths, and the man’s hand tightly clasped the girl’s back.

After a while, the fierce kiss stopped.

Molder took off his coat, covered Kena’s back, leaned on the bench, and let her rub against him.

“Mold.”

“Huh?”

“I’m so happy.” The girl hugged the man, her two thin legs still hanging on the man’s body. “The happiest thing about Kena is meeting Molde.”

“I like Molde, I love Molde most in my life, I want to be with Molde, I want to share everything with Molde.” Suddenly she remembered something and looked at Molde carefully.

“Mold, am I the most important person to you now?”

Silly girl, you have long been engraved in my heart.