Wheeling Gull Isle shāzhōu de kāifàng

he was baited, and the sweet lure of it was too great for the man to avoid. "i hunt all sorts of things, sea-girl," came his serpent's purr. "i'll hunt you if you try me." a glint in his coalblack eyes suggested it was not with teeth he might capture ying.

"let's fish," he grinned, bathing jaws with a lingering tongue before he began to approach the water, presumably at her indication.