Raising Octopus Juvenile

Lanny looked at Stella quietly, the contempt in his eyes was clear.

Stella sulked: "What do you mean by the look in your eyes?"

Lanny lowered his eyelashes and continued to read, as if he was too lazy to talk to her.

Stella: "..."

It was completely ignored!

She was so angry that her teeth tickled, but when she thought of her plan, she endured it again.

Lanny doesn't understand anything, and Cecil always lies to fool him. So as long as she tells Lanny that Cecil has been deceiving him, and then tell him what the correct words mean, Lanny will definitely be dissatisfied.

At that time, the two people will inevitably have a dispute. When they fight, she can profit from the fisherman, and at the worst, she can gain Cecil's trust and dependence. If she is lucky, she may be able to terminate the master-servant contract...

The more Stella thought about it, the more beautiful he became, and suddenly felt that Lannie's bad attitude was not so unacceptable.

She walked to Lanney's side, leaned slightly, her purple eyes aimed at the novel in Lanney's hand.

[Duke Howard is a very handsome man. He is tall, with a deep face, and his black dress that fits perfectly outlines his proud muscles. Especially the bulging lower body, eye-catching make her face flushed. 】

Stella read it lowly.

"Do you understand what this paragraph means?" she asked.

Lanny didn't look up, his tone was so cold that there was no warmth: "This man's lower body is very deformed."

Stella hated iron and shook his head.

"Wrong, not deformity, this is actually a compliment. The meaning here is..."

Lanny glanced at him impatiently: "Shut up."

Stella: "..."

Lanny ignored her at all and kept watching. He turned to the next page and read a few lines, doubts gradually emerged in his beautiful green eyes.

[She was pushed onto the soft velvet bed by Duke Howard. Howard held her hand and guided her to the indescribable part. Her heart was beating fiercely, and her watery eyes watched Duke Howard slowly lay down on her, and whispered in her ear: Do you want to try my x ability? 】

Lanny's eyes were lost.

Isn't it the ability to deceive people? Why do you want to say it? And why do you want to climb onto the protagonist?

Stella, who was ignored by the side, also saw this description. She immediately noticed that Lanney's eyes had been staying here, as sharp as she immediately realized that her opportunity had come.

"Are there any doubts?" Stuart stretched out a white jade index finger and tapped lightly on that paragraph, "Do you need me to explain it to you?"

Lanni squinted at her: "Why are you still not leaving?"

Stella smiled charmingly: "I'm not all for your own good. You think, if little Cecil comes back and asks you what the novel says, and you don't answer it correctly, what should I do?"

Her eyes flowed and her tone was full of inducement, "Little Cecil will be very angry, maybe she will be disappointed in you..."

Lanni paused slightly.

Stella knew he had shaken.

Sure enough, after a brief silence, Lenny spoke coldly: "Tell me."

Stella couldn't help but curl her lips.

She licked her lower lip unkindly, and her red nails made a heavy mark on the word [x ability].

"The meaning of this word is actually not what Little Cecil told you." The devil said slowly, "She deceived you."

Lenny remained unmoved: "Why do you say Cecil lied to me?"

"Because what she said was wrong."

Stella snatched the novel from Lanney, and pointed to the above content: "Here, look, this is all started directly, how can it be just a simple bewitching? This is obviously a madman. , She's just bullying you and don't know anything, tusk tusk, sly woman..."

Lanny's expression became even more dazed: "Do? What to do?"

Stella looked at him deeply, and suddenly smiled charmingly: "Oh, little brother, you are really pitiful. I don’t know that, I don’t know that, little Cecil treats you as a little boy. Are the dogs raising?"

Lanny was made more irritated by her series of ridicules, and his eyes became cold: "Can you tell me?"

"...Well, because you are so studious," Stella shivered secretly, then covered her lips and coughed twice, "I will tell you generously--"

"This ‘do’ actually refers to a very comfortable and enjoyable activity for two persons."

Lanni raised her eyes slightly: "It's like dancing?"

Hearing this, Stella looked at him with contempt: "Do you really dare to think that dancing is also worthy of making love? Is it far behind?"

Lanny looked confused: "Where is the difference? Aren't they all pleasant two-person activities?"

"Tsk tusk tusk, you are really... too stupid!" Stella shook his head again and again, with the extremely disgusting expression like a teacher seeing the worst student in the class, "These two things are totally different. Is making love much more enjoyable than dancing?"

Lanny: "Much more happier?"

The boy's eyes gradually brightened, and his expression was no longer gloomy. It could be seen that he was very interested in this topic.

In his cognition, dancing with Cecil was already extremely pleasant, and he couldn't imagine anything more pleasant than this.

He desperately wants to know more.

Seeing his changes, Stella asked him wickedly, "Want to know how to do it?"

Lanny nodded repeatedly.

Oh, the little fish has taken the bait!

There was a secret joy in Stella's heart. She cleared her throat and said cryptically, "Okay, I will teach you this later. Now I will correct the wrong knowledge taught to you by Little Cecil, and let's start with the word x ability. "

Lanny immediately sat upright, placing his hands neatly on his knees, looking serious.

When Stella saw this, his vanity burst instantly. The self-confidence that was constantly suppressed by Cecil also returned. She looked at Lanney and tapped the novel in her hand with her fingertips, like a stern teacher.

"First of all, x ability is an indispensable basic condition for sex. If a person does not have x ability, then he will not be able to experience the joy of making love, nor can he bring a pleasant feeling to his sexual partner."

Lanny blinked, listening intently.

"So, Cecil said that I was very good, but he was actually complimenting me." Stella raised her chin triumphantly.

Lanny's face instantly darkened.

"Cough cough, go on." Stella quickly returned to the topic, "Then look at the following paragraph, there is a detailed description of the warm-up exercise before doing it. For example, this sentence,'a man kisses her lips and kisses her so that he can't breathe' ..."

Hearing this, Lanney frowned: "Isn't kissing something that two people who like each other can do?"

Stella was taken aback for a moment: "That's right."

I didn't expect this little monster to know this. It seems that Cecil was not completely lying to him.

"But the protagonist and the duke never said they liked it." Lanney's attitude was very strict.

"Of course they haven't said that they like it. They are just attracted by each other's body now..." Stella said and suddenly reacted, "You don't think that kissing can only be done by two people who like each other? "

Lanny: "Isn't it?"

"..."

Stella started shaking his head again.

Cecil, Cecil, you are really a lie, even I can't stand a demon!

"Okay, tell me now, what else did Cecil teach you?" Stella simply threw the novel aside and sat down in front of Lanney. "I want to see how she can lie."

Lanny thought for a while, and said reluctantly: "She said that sleeping alone means sleeping in the same room with that person, during which time we can't disturb each other."

"Haha, what else?"

"Kissing is a provocative act. People who have a bad relationship should never do it, or they will get angry."

"It can be edited. Anything else?"

"It's okay to embrace two people who absolutely trust, but it's okay with Arnold."

"...You seem to have a lot of opinions on Arnold?"

...

Soon, Lenny repeated all the knowledge that Professor Cecil had given him. The more Stella listened, the more he felt that Cecil, a human being, was extremely evil, and even she was ashamed of a demon.

No, she must also experience the taste of being flat.

Stella thought carefully, and suddenly his eyes lit up. She hooked Lanney's white fingers, her lips conjured up a bewildering smile: "Go, I'll take you out to practice teaching."

"Practice?" Lanni tilted his head slightly.

"Yeah, no matter how much we talk about now, it's useless." Stella blinked her eyes mysteriously.

With that, she walked to the door and opened the door.

Lanny was still standing there, fixedly watching the novel lying upside down on the table.

"Come on." Seeing that Lanni hadn't moved yet, Stella turned his head and glanced at him amorously, "Don't you want little Cecil to experience real happiness?"

"Or..." The glamorous demon suddenly changed the conversation, "She lied to you for so long, and now you want to torture her severely and make her pay for her fault?"

Lanny didn't speak.

He turned his eyes slightly and glanced at the rosy and plump strawberries, and the soft face of the snow-haired girl seemed to emerge in front of his eyes.

He didn't care if Cecil lied to him.

He only cared whether Cecil hated him.

If you learned what Stella said, would Cecil praise him?

Lanny thought quietly. After an unknown period of time, he finally raised his eyelashes and looked at the demon leaning against the door.

The devil smiled clearly.

Lena's letter was finished, and Cecil promised that she would give it to the servant who knew the way. Then she collected the letter and returned to her room.

She was wondering along the way whether Lannie would fail to understand those weird novels, and she was a little worried that he could really understand them, after all, there were still some terrible plots in these novels.

For example, the male protagonist opens the harem, the male protagonist changes to support her, and the man and woman take the initiative to perform an action scene below the neck...

and many more? Does she have a novel that is not perfect?

What is it called? What ten days and ten nights?

...No, shouldn't you even give Lenny that one?

Cecil woke up suddenly, quickly speeded up and walked to the door of his room, held the handle, and pushed the door open—

The room was empty.

Stella is not there, nor is Lanny. There was only a plate of crimson strawberries and a few scattered novels on the table.

The breeze gently blew the curtains, and there was silence all around.

Cecil was startled slightly: "...Lanny?"

No one responded to her.