Raising Octopus Juvenile

Cecil was startled.

She knew that Lenny didn't understand the meaning of the word "love", but the moment she heard this sentence, her heartbeat still stood still for a moment.

Then it started to become violent and chaotic.

"Lanny... don't say something weird suddenly..."

Cecil lowered her head and unconsciously held her hands, her ten slender fingers twisted together, just like her chaotic heart at the moment, "You don't know what love is..."

Lenny looked at her steadily, and said unconvinced: "I know."

"You know it again." Cecil said in a low voice, "I never taught you."

"Stella told me."

Lanny said seriously: "She told me that love is deeper than liking, and it is an emotion stronger than liking."

Stella didn't fool this little fool.

Cecil was a little surprised, not knowing whether he was surprised by Stella's honesty or by Lenny's understanding.

Can he understand? Not long ago, he obviously didn't even understand "like".

Cecil couldn't believe it.

In other words, she was afraid that after she believed it, she realized that Lenny didn't know what "love" was.

She didn't want to fall into the expectation that she would die without a disease.

Thinking of this, Cecil took a deep breath, then lifted his eyes slightly, and tried to say to Lenny in a calm, nonchalant tone:

"But have you ever thought about it carefully, what you think of'love' may just be your appetite."

"Because you always want to eat me, don't you?"

She seemed to be persuading Lanny, and she seemed to persuade herself.

After listening to her, Lanny lowered his eyelashes and fell silent.

He seemed to have really listened to Cecil's idea and was thinking about it seriously.

Cecil stared at him silently.

His eyelashes are black and long, and when they are quiet and drooping, they are like two thin butterfly wings, casting a dull shadow on his face. She looked at him quietly, carefully observing each of his eyelashes, as if she couldn't get tired of it.

The moment Lanney suddenly appeared behind her, she was actually happy.

Because Lannie was not right all day today, her melancholy appearance seemed to be sick, which made her very worried. But he followed, not only restored his usual slimy state, but also guarded Marty like a thief.

Like jealous humans.

very cute. It's also very exciting.

At the time Cecil was thinking that it doesn't matter if Lenny never knows what like is, as long as they keep it like this.

But why did he say these things to her suddenly?

So she can't help but look forward to his answer now.

Lenny still said nothing, and Cecil curled up his fingers unconsciously and looked at him nervously.

I don't know how long it took, Lanny looked up suddenly. His eyes were so bright that Cecil was caught off guard and looked straight into those emerald green eyes.

"I really want to eat you, whether it's the past, the present, or every time thereafter."

Lanny's words are simple and straightforward, and he speaks slowly, like a child who is carefully organizing language.

Cecil pursed his lips and said softly, "So what you feel for me is actually appetite?"

Lanny shook his head.

He leaned down slightly, getting closer to Cecil. Breathing staggered, Cecil could clearly see that his face was reflected in his piercing eyes, and as his eyelashes blinked, soft, blue ripples appeared.

"But I want to hug you, kiss you, and be with you more than I eat you."

His eyes are focused and pure, like a soft moonlight.

"This must not be appetite?"

Cecil was stunned.

The brain was blank, and the world fell into a standstill.

In the boundless silence, she gradually heard the voice from her chest.

Once, once, violently and chaotically.

She heard the sound of roses blooming from far away, light and grand, resonating crazily with her heartbeat.

"So... what is this?" Cecil murmured softly, and the corners of his lips rose unconsciously.

She already knew the answer, but she still wanted to hear Lanny say it.

"It's Eros."

Lanny held up her face and answered her very seriously.

The soft moonlight fell in Lanney's eyes, reflecting his eyes so clear, like an arc of velvety lake.

Cecil suddenly realized that the moonlight was good tonight.

——But still less than one ten thousandth of the person in front of you.

She blinked slowly, and an uncontrollable smile gradually appeared in the bottom of her eyes.

The next second, she suddenly stretched out her slender arm and gently hugged Lanny's neck.

She leaned forward and kissed him actively.

This kiss is gentler than any previous kiss, but it is full of love.

She carefully swept Lanny's lips and tongue, slowly and meticulously exploring every corner of his mouth, which was more like a satisfying touch than tasting.

She wanted to touch him deeper and deeper, to convey all her love to him.

Cecil never felt so happy.

Lanny could perceive her joy and happiness. He smelled Cecil's breath changing rapidly, and her body exuded a rich sweet fragrance, seductive and warm, as if there was an irresistible magic power that made him want to hug her tightly.

He could hear Cecil's heartbeat, very fast and violently.

And so is he.

Is this how love feels?

They kissed for a long time.

It wasn't until Cecil felt a little trouble breathing that Lenny let go of her unconsciously.

He stared at Cecil steadily, without blinking his eyes. And Cecil still put his arms around his neck, raised his face slightly, the corners of his lips raised, and there seemed to be stars twinkling in his transparent blue eyes.

"So you like me?" she asked softly.

Lanny corrected her solemnly: "It's not like it, it's love."

"Well, it's love." Cecil blushed and compromised sweetly. "Then can you tell me, when did you fall in love with me?"

This question is a little bit difficult.

Lanni frowned slightly, and fell into thought again.

Seeing his serious look, Cecil couldn't help but gently rubbed the tip of his nose: "Well, don't really think about it so seriously. These are not important."

Lanny blinked his eyes in confusion: "It doesn't matter? How could it be unimportant?"

"Because I don't care about these."

Cecil looked at him with a light and gentle voice: "I know you like me, that's enough."

Lanny wrinkled the tip of his nose slightly dissatisfied when he heard the words, and said very seriously: "I don't like it, it's..."

"It's love or love, I know." Cecil smiled and his eyes curled up like two beautiful crescents, "I know you love me, so I don't need to repeat it over and over again."

——That way she would be embarrassed.

Cecil whispered in his heart, his ears hidden in his hair were almost red.

Lanny still stared at her intently.

"Then do you love me?"

Cecil: "..."

This question...isn't it already very obvious!

She avoided her sight, and her white and tender cheeks began to heat up again. Lanny refused to give up, forced her face away, and asked stubbornly: "Cecile, you haven't answered my question yet."

Cecil was very embarrassed to answer this question.

She felt that if she said the answer now, her heart would explode.

So she had to divert her attention and buy time to calm her drum-like heartbeat a little bit.

"By the way, Lanny, should we go back soon?" She pointed to the place where Bode disappeared, and said nonchalantly, "Bod probably is waiting in a hurry."

When the voice fell, an invisible crack was suddenly torn where she pointed.

The tall and thin man in a black robe walked out of the crack. The crack spread his teeth and claws behind him. He raised his head lazily, revealing his feminine and obviously impatient face.

"Do you still know I'm waiting for you?" Bode looked at Cecil and said grotesquely, "You made me wait too long."

This was what Lanny had said to Cecil before, and he deliberately repeated it at this time, and the intention he wanted to express was self-evident.

Cecil's face turned red in an instant.

"Where did you wait?" she asked in a low voice.

Bode: "What do you say? Arnold has been looking at me like a prisoner. Do I dare to stay there?"

Hearing that, Cecil's face turned even redder: "...Then you won't be here early, right?"

Bode raised his eyebrows and looked at her with a faint smile: "It's not too early, that is, after you asked when this kid fell in love with your stall, I came over."

Cecil: "..."

You come here, don't say a word! Don’t worry if you don’t say anything, you still take a peek in stealth purposely, don’t you!

"Oh, my teeth are sore to hear." Bode was still yin and yang, and his narrow eyes were slightly closed. When he spoke, his eyes were spinning back and forth between Lenny and Cecil, looking like he was rolling his eyes. "I have never said such disgusting words."

"That's you poor!" Cecil gave him a sip, and pulled Lanny directly past Bode, "Go, let's ignore this stinky old man."

Lanny looked confused, and obviously hadn't figured out his state: "Cecile, who is the smelly old man?"

Cecil: "It's Bode, you see him looking languid all day long, but he is actually too old, not energetic, and lied about his age and pretended to be young..."

"Hey, don't talk nonsense, I'm only thirty-five this year!" Bode suddenly became furious.

"Hmph, you said you were twenty-nine last time."

Cecil glared at him ferociously, then touched Lanny's face, and gently said to him: "You become a junior first, we are going home."

Lanny nodded obediently, the black mist was lingering, the figure of the boy disappeared into the night, and a small wet octopus appeared in the palm of Cecil's white and tender palm.

Bode leaned over and looked at it disgustingly, and said, "It's just that you can like this kind of thing, it's slimy, it's uncomfortable for me to look at it."

"Who let you watch it?" Cecil returned angrily, then hid the little octopus in his sleeve.

The two walked into the crack, and the eyes were dark, and the next second they had appeared in front of the gate of Levitt's mansion.

Arnold, who had been waiting here, brightened his eyes, then lowered his face slightly, looking at Bod with bad eyes.

"Your Excellency, you have brought my sister back."

Bode twitched at the corner of his mouth, and said unclearly, "After all, you can't interrupt other people's good deeds."

Cecil: "..."

At this time, a limping tall figure also walked out of the night. Cecil looked intently and found that it was Stella who was being supported by the maid.

The beauty with black hair and purple eyes stared straight at her, her eyes full of scrutiny. After seeing the girl's unusually rosy lips, she suddenly smiled meaningfully.

"It's over?"

Cecil: "..."

Can you be more serious one by one!