Raising Octopus Juvenile

Finally, on the day of the college prom, Cecil stood in front of the closet very seriously, not knowing which skirt he should wear.

"Cecile, are you inside?" The door was knocked twice, and Arnold's voice came in through the door.

Cecil turned his face and said, "Yes, come in."

The door was gently opened, and a fair-haired young man walked in.

Seeing Cecil's slightly distressed look, he couldn't help showing a gentle smile: "Are you worrying about what to wear at the ball?"

"Well, it's too difficult to choose." Cecil nodded, and continued to tilt his head to look at his full wardrobe, "I don't feel like there is any clothes for the prom..."

Although she has many skirts, none of them are prepared for the prom. After all, she has never liked to participate in activities such as dance parties, and she rarely communicates with nobles.

The delicate and beautiful girl hung her head slightly, falling into a pure entanglement. Her long, pure white hair dangled down to her waist, and her hair was soft and slightly curled, making her waist slender and graceful. The lucid blue eyes turned gently, and the snow-colored long eyelashes flickered from time to time, like crystal ice falling into the deep sea.

Arnold looked at her silently, with a slight smile on his mouth.

He doesn't want Cecil to dance with other opposite sexes, but there is no problem with him.

Because he is Cecil's brother. He is absolutely safe.

"If you really can't pick it out, do you want to try this one I prepared?" Arnold said suddenly.

Cecil turned his face and looked at him curiously.

Arnold smiled and snapped his fingers outside the door.

Two maids came in carrying a standing hanger.

Cecil opened his eyes slightly, his eyes full of undisguised surprise.

A delicate and complicated dark blue dress was neatly dressed on the hanger. The dress is naturally draped. The waist is slender and tight. The skirt is made up of layers of light gauze. From top to bottom, it is covered with fine and dense gemstones, and it is matched with faintly glowing fluorite. The shavings, looking at it at a glance, are like a shining star river of dreams, and a quiet deep ocean shining by the moon.

"This is... the skirt for me?" Cecil asked blankly.

"Yes, it's not for you, but who else can it be for?" Arnold smiled and shaved off her round and small nose, then waved lightly, and the two maids leaned slightly and quietly retreated.

Cecil walked quickly to the skirt in surprise, and touched the fabric of the skirt with love.

"But, didn't you decide to join me at the prom last night." She turned to look at Arnold incomprehensibly, "How did you find such a beautiful dress in such a short period of time?"

"Well, this..."

Arnold raised his eyebrows, as if he was considering whether to tell Cecil the secret of picking skirts. Cecil knew that he was deliberately selling it off, so he had no choice but to hold his arm and shook it gently.

"Please, brother, tell me."

Arnold couldn't stand Cecil acting like a baby to him. As long as Cecil acted like a baby to him, he could agree to whatever it was.

—Of course, if it is for him to admit her little boyfriend, then don’t talk about it.

Arnold smiled contentedly, softly and expressly: "In fact, before I saw this skirt, I had already selected it for half a year."

Cecil said in surprise: "Half a year?"

"Yeah." Arnold nodded, and Feng Qingyun said flatly, "hasn't your birthday this year been celebrated? I wanted to send you a one-of-a-kind dress since last year. After that, I have been choosing from all over the country, and finally in North China. I found an old tailor who made clothes for the Queen and asked him to customize this dress. Originally I planned to give this dress to you as your birthday gift. As a result, you are going to attend the college dance party, so I put this dress first. The skirt is out."

What seemed so hard just sounded so lightly by him, Cecil felt sore in his eyes for a while.

She sniffed her nose and whispered in a disguised voice, "You give me a birthday gift now. Then there will be no gifts when I celebrate my birthday."

"Why?" Arnold squeezed her little nose gently and said with a smile, "When you celebrate your birthday, I will naturally prepare better gifts for you."

Cecil was very moved and thanked softly, "Thank you, brother."

Arnold saw her eyes flush, and her heart softened long ago. He took the skirt off the hanger, put it in Cecil's hand, and said, "Hurry up and put it on."

After speaking, he walked out of the room with his long legs and closed the door smoothly.

Cecil stood alone in the room holding her skirt, took a deep breath, then walked to the mirror, was about to change her pajamas, and suddenly remembered that there was another person in the room.

In other words, there is still a fish.

She suddenly turned her head and looked at it as if her heart was pointing, and the two little octopuses in the tank raised their tentacles almost at the same time, covering her eyes tightly.

Cecil: "..."

"It's useless to cover it up, I know you'll take a peek." Cecil spoke unhurriedly. At the same time, she picked up a black cloak and walked to the water tank, "hula" the water tank. Cover it up.

"That way you won't be able to see it."

Cecil bent his mouth with satisfaction, then returned to the mirror, took off his pajamas, and finally put on the blue dress that Arnold prepared for her carefully.

Arnold's vision is really great, this dress is really beautiful.

She happily looked left and right in the mirror, then trot with her skirt to open the door. Arnold heard the movement of the door opening and couldn't wait to walk out of the temporary room. After seeing Cecil put on a skirt, he was stunned for a moment.

"How is it, is it good-looking?" Cecil leaned over and stroked the hem of his skirt.

Arnold's answer was a little slow: "...it's beautiful."

Cecil smiled lightly, like a rose after the rain. Lena hurried over when she heard the movement here, still yelling eagerly: "Let me see, let me see, I want to see... Oh my god!"

Cecil was pulled by Lena under a bright crystal chandelier to take a closer look. The noise and voices were gone. Only the quiet and lonely little octopus remained in Cecil's room.

The two little octopuses were still floating slowly in the water, quietly.

Suddenly, a small octopus exploded like a water ball, and blue blood and black severed limbs filled the entire tank.

The other was still for a while, then its tentacles dropped a little.

Another identical little octopus appeared in the water.

Lena also put on a new white skirt, with lovely lilies on the skirt, delicate and fresh, it is said that it was given to her by her Mr. Cavaliers.

Cecil mourned Alex for a second in his heart. In the original plot, he also prepared a beautiful dress for Lena, which seemed to be useless.

Arnold wore the same as usual, a black suit that was simple and neat, which perfectly complemented his impeccable features and figure. It's Stella, Cecil originally thought she would wear that sexy, charming, low-cut and big backless evening dress to show off the audience, but it was beyond all their expectations. Stella was really real. of-

Wearing a man's suit.

Her thick black hair was tied into a high ponytail, her purple eyes were long and narrow, her face was white and without a trace of makeup, and she looked a bit more gender-ambiguous and neat and heroic than usual. The chest is flat, the frame is moderate, the legs are slender and straight, and they are set in black high-top riding boots. There is an inexplicable color in abstinence.

Lena was stunned, and Arnold's face was a bit bad.

He originally thought Stella was just talking, but he didn't expect that she actually wore men's clothing. And looking at it this way, it really looks like that.

Had he not known that this person was his stepmother, even if she had told them that she was a more beautiful man, he would have believed it.

Compared to Lena and Arnold, Cecil's reaction was much calmer. After all, she knew from the beginning that this guy was asexual, so she just glanced at Stella, and then said faintly: "Mrs Stella, you're so nasty."

Stella seemed to have not understood the irony in her words, and smiled frivolously: "It's all to match you with little Cecil."

Arnold: "..."

Stella was about to take Cecil's arm after she said it. Arnold took Cecil's hand first, and then went to Cecil with a soft smile: "Let's go."

Stella: "..."

Lena approached Stella understandingly and said, "Mrs. Stella, you can go with me!"

Two pairs of people and two carriages, the allocation is just right. But before Lanney took it, Cecil let go of Arnold's hand and ran back hurriedly. Arnold asked her strangely: "Cecile, what's the matter?"

Cecil ran over the skirt and replied, "I'll go back to the house and get something, and I'll be right there."

Take something?

The remaining three looked at each other. What are you wearing like this?

Cecil returned to the room.

She walked to the water tank and saw two little octopuses still floating in it, and the water was as clear as they had just changed.

When one of them saw her back, he immediately emerged from the water, and his thin tentacles stretched out impatiently, as if to hug her eagerly.

Cecil knew that this was Lenny, and she could even guess what he wanted to say from those big round eyes-"I thought you were leaving me."

Cecil held him up apologetically, raised him to his eyes, and softly calmed him: "I'm sorry, I was pulled out by them just now. I didn't deliberately left you here. You see, I am not here to pick you up. That's it."

The little octopus blinked and seemed to accept her apology.

Cecil smiled and said, "It's getting smaller now, we're going to set off."

The little octopus blinked again, and then under Cecil's gaze, Yuanyuan's body began to get smaller and smaller, shrinking to the size of a fingernail in a blink of an eye.

Seeing that he continued to shrink, Cecil suddenly said, "Stop."

The little octopus stopped, raised his black head, the size of a thumbtack, and looked at her suspiciously.

"Let's keep it so big, and then the ego is afraid of losing you, when there are so many people, I can't find it." Cecil explained in a low voice.

The little octopus understood what she meant, so he crawled along her arm to the tube top of her skirt. This location is dotted with many large and small dark shards. He hides among the shards, and then curls up the scattered tentacles, no one will find it at all.

Cecil lowered his head slightly, and saw the shrunken mini octopus lying obediently in front of the broken crystals on her chest, feeling a little relieved and a little subtle for a while. After thinking about it, she went to the jewelry table and pulled out a sapphire necklace to her neck. Then she left the room and hurried out of the courtyard.

It was getting dark, and the carriage was ready.

Arnold took Cecil by the hand, helped her into the carriage, and sat down opposite her by himself.

The coachman waved his long whip and the carriage moved slowly. Cecil sat quietly, trying not to look down at the little octopus hidden among the broken crystals, so as not to attract Arnold's attention.

In fact, Arnold did not notice whether there was any abnormality in her chest. He is admiring his sister's beauty wholeheartedly, and he has no time to manage other things.

"Cecile, what did you get when you went back?" Arnold looked at her intently, his clear blue eyes reflecting the dim candlelight, looking clear and gentle.

Cecil pointed to the sapphire pendant hanging between his collarbone, smiled and replied, "That's it."

This necklace was also a birthday gift given to her by Arnold. Seeing that Arnold brought this necklace on purpose, his eyes became more gentle as water.

"It fits this skirt well," he said.

Cecil nodded and said proudly, "I feel so too."

The little octopus still hides motionless in the dark blue shards.

The carriage finally stopped in front of St. Edmund's College.

The college tonight is more lively than usual. An endless stream of guests walked into the academy with their dancing partners and followed the guidance of the school staff to the auditorium.

Just as Lena poked her head out of the carriage, she heard a gentle and clear voice calling her: "Lina."

Cecil and Arnold in the carriage also heard this voice. They stretched out their heads and looked out, and saw a handsome young man with blond hair standing not far away waiting quietly.

Arnold: "The temple..."

The young man raised his index finger to his lips, and Arnold suddenly understood what he meant.

"Mr. Cavalier!" Lena waved at him happily, and flew over happily like a bird.

Cecil also understood it now.

It turned out that this was the second prince who was the first to ascend, not only taught Lena to dance, but also booked her dance partner.

I have to say that it does seem to be much more attractive than Alex.

Cecil couldn't help but mourn for Alex again for a second.

After saying goodbye to them, Lena happily left with her Mr. Cavaliers, leaving Cecil and the three standing there, looking at each other.

"Since Little Lena has no worries about her dancing partner, then my dancing partner can only be Little Cecil." Stella took Cecil's right arm very naturally, and didn't mean to ask Arnold at all.

Cecil: "..."

Arnold took her hand away from Cecil's arm with a face of indifference, then took Cecil himself, and said unceremoniously:

"Mrs. Stella, I should bother you to find another partner who is alone. Cecil is my sister, so you don't have to worry about it."

After speaking, he held Cecil and followed the crowd without looking back. Cecil turned his head and made a grimace at Stella as he walked, looking very proud.

Stella looked gloomy with anger, and finally followed with a low snort.

Great hall.

Cecil slowly walked into the hall under the leadership of Arnold, looking around unhurriedly.

The hall is magnificent and magnificent, the dome is towering, and countless brilliant crystal chandeliers are shining with brilliance.

Exquisite and beautiful desserts and drinks can be seen everywhere, and there are even a few waiters dressed as students distributing fruit wine everywhere. Guests and young girls wore luxurious and exquisite dresses and shuttled among them. The air was filled with intertwined fragrances and groaning laughter, basically no different from those high-class gatherings among the nobles.

Cecil doesn't like this kind of occasion, but it's good to come and feel it once in a while.

She picked up a strawberry and put it in her mouth, and Arnold couldn't help laughing when she saw it.

"You really can't forget to eat wherever you go."

Cecil shrugged: "I have nothing to do anyway."

The prom hadn't started yet, and the other students were chatting around. Cecil had no interest in this aspect, so he had to eat and poke around.

Coincidentally, she actually saw Alex in the crowd.

The arrogant young master didn't feel helpless because of Lena's refusal. On the contrary, he also invited a beautiful girl with blond hair and blue eyes. With the same long golden hair and blue eyes, this beautiful girl has a better figure than Lena, and her facial features are a little brighter than Lena. It looks as if she is deliberately trying to compare Lena.

Cecil shook his head: "Naive."

Arnold lowered his head slightly: "Huh?"

Cecil leaned to his ear and told him the ins and outs of Alex and Lena. At the same time, some boys around also noticed Cecil and the dancing partner next to her in costume, and they got together to whisper.

"Hey, did you see it? The invulnerable Gaoling Flower actually came, with a dancing partner!"

"Who is that man, do any of you know him?"

"You don't even know Arnold Levitt? He is the current commander of the Knights and is also Cecil's brother!"

"It's actually brother, forget it..."

The brothers and sisters naturally heard these discussions. Arnold's lips had a faint smile, which was ignored all the time. Cecil didn't react much either, just yawned impatiently.

"Isn't it started? I'm almost full."

"It's already started..." Arnold said softly. His voice fell, and the hall suddenly became dark. At the same time, the principal stepped onto the high platform.

What followed was a speech with no new ideas, and Cecil didn't even listen to it. Finally, the speech was over, the lights came on and the music played—

Arnold held Cecil's hand and was about to help her waist, when a small thing suddenly fell from Cecil's chest.

"...Ah!" Cecil let out a low whisper.

"What's the matter, Cecil?" Arnold asked softly, suspiciously, "Did something fall?"

It's not that something has fallen... it's the little octopus that ran away!

Cecil watched as small octopuses the size of fingernails slid all the way on the smooth floor and ran out to the back door of the auditorium at a fast speed.

She quickly apologized to Arnold, and made up a reason on the spot that "the tutor called me something, you don't care about me, I will come back as soon as it is over", and then hurriedly chased it out.

Arnold didn't even react: "...Cecile?"

The little octopus kept going all the way, sneaking into the thorn garden behind the auditorium.

Cecil chased him out of breath until he stepped into the thorn garden and finally couldn't run.

She stood in front of the grey-white marble fountain, panting violently, her skirt swaying, her thin and slender body faltering.

A dark shadow slowly rose before her eyes, the darkness surged, and a pair of pale and slender hands stretched out from the shadow—

Gently caught the girl's shaky body.

Cecil leaned in Lanny's arms, breathing gradually. She raised her eyelashes displeasedly, and couldn't help but whispered, "What are you doing so fast? I almost couldn't catch up."

"Unhappy," Lenny replied bluntly.

Hearing this, Cecil stood up straight and looked at him strangely: "What's the matter."

Lanny lowered his lips: "You just talked to Arnold, but ignored me."

Cecil: "..."

It seems to be acting like a baby.

She also felt a little embarrassed, so she touched her nose and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, because my brother is right next to me, it's not good for me to look down at you."

It was true, but Lenny didn't care about it.

He bowed his head slightly and looked straight at Cecil, his emerald green eyes gleaming in the deep night.

"I want to dance with you."

Cecil blinked in surprise: "Hey? But brother and Stella are there..."

"If you don't go there, just dance here," Lenny said seriously. "You can also hear music here. I can make the voice louder if you need it."

Hearing this, Cecil listened attentively. @Foam

Indeed, the melodious and romantic music in the auditorium has been spread here, although the sound is not loud, but it is a bit more empty and remote than listening at the scene.

…It doesn’t seem to be impossible.

Cecil raised his eyes, just met Lanny's gaze, and then looked away unnaturally: "But it's dark here, it doesn't seem to be suitable for dancing."

Lanny: "Black?"

"Um..." Cecil looked up at the starry night sky, "Look, the moon is blocked by clouds, there are not even a few stars."

"Stars..." Lanny looked around thoughtfully, then said softly, "Yes."

The voice fell, and the surroundings suddenly lit up little by little.

Cecil looked over curiously, and found that among the intertwined thorns, it was actually lit up like stars, slowly giving birth to small blue flowers one after another.

The shape of these blue flowers is cross-shaped, dotted in the dark and dense thorns, like the stars in the night. The evening breeze blows, and you can even smell the misty fragrance.

The stars are scattered and shining brightly.

Cecil opened his eyes slightly in surprise.

It's so beautiful...Is this also Lenny's magic?

"Cecil," Lanny's voice rang softly in her ear, "Can we dance now?"

Unintentionally or intentionally, his lips lightly brushed Cecil's ear bones. The warm nose blew into Cecil's ear canal, and her body instantly reacted sensitively.

...Cannot refuse.

Cecil lowered his eyelashes, and the roots of the ears hidden between the hair were slightly red: "...um."

The music is melodious and the dance moves gracefully. Lanny doesn't know how to dance complicated dance steps, but fortunately they don't need it either.

Cecil took him step by step, patient and gentle.

The two were slowly spinning among the thorny bushes of starlight, the girl's skirts were raised, and the dark blue crystals and the crystal blue flowers complemented each other, like a starry sky dotted with stars, magnificent and dazzling.

Their dance steps are very slow, and time flows silently, as if it has also slowed down with their movements.

I don't know how long it took, the music stopped, and the song ended.

Cecil was a little tired, and stopped to adjust his breathing. Lanny looked at her quietly, her jewel-green eyes were deep and hot, too strong to be ignored.

Cecil's heartbeat was so fast that he was staring at him.

She couldn't help but lifted her face to the side and said softly, "What's the matter? Are you hungry?"

She just said a word casually to ease the inexplicable hot atmosphere at this time, who knew that Lanni nodded seriously.

"I'm so hungry."

Cecil: "..."

"...Lanny, are you kidding?" She reluctantly gave a small smile, her eyes fragile and uneasy.

"I haven't, I'm really hungry... I'm so hungry that I can't bear it anymore."

Lenny stared at her fixedly, with a low voice, and his eyes hot as if he was about to swallow her into his abdomen.

Cecil swallowed nervously, instinctively trying to retreat, but was unable to retreat because of fear.

"Then I feed you magic power?" she asked cautiously.

Lanny shook his head: "I don't want to use magic."

Cecil was so scared that his heart was about to jump out: "Then, what do you want to eat?"

Lanny still stared at her unblinkingly, her thin lips opened and closed, and her voice was soft and dull: "I won't eat you...Can I lick it?"

"Lick?" Cecil asked subconsciously, "Where?"

"...Face." When Lanney spoke, her bright green eyes were slightly moistened with craving, and she looked hungry.

-Licking his face.

Fortunately, at least it’s not a place as dangerous as the neck. Cats and dogs like to lick their owner’s face. It shouldn’t be a big problem... right?

Cecil thought for a while, and finally agreed.

"Okay, but you have to promise me that you can only lick your face, never lick other places." She was worried, and reminded me softly.

"Well, I promise."

Lanny was so hungry that his breathing was a little short. After receiving Cecil's consent, he could not wait to take Cecil's face, stick out his wet tongue, and lick it gently on her soft cheeks.

Cecil kept hinting that he was just licking, just licking, the puppy licked more fiercely than him, nothing, don’t be nervous...

But it was useless at all. Her heartbeat has been accelerating, and the temperature on her face has rapidly become hotter.

She could clearly feel that the tip of Lanney's forked tongue was slowly moving down from her left cheek to her jaw.

He bit her chin gently, and his movements were restrained and messy. Cecil only felt that every skin he touched was uncontrollably numb.

She subconsciously opened her lips slightly, and wanted to take a little more breath. As a result, Lanny's lips and tongue also shifted the position—

He licked her soft lower lip.