Raising Octopus Juvenile

Arnold looked at these two people for unknown reasons, always feeling that something was wrong with them.

"It's over? What's it over?" He stared suspiciously at Stella, his eyes sharp as a knife.

Stella smiled softly: "Of course it is..."

"Of course the discussion on healing is over." Cecil raised her voice slightly to interrupt her, and glanced at her leg pointedly, "--about how to heal Stella's leg."

Stella: "..."

The demon instantly understood Cecil's suggestion, and then closed his mouth consciously.

Hearing this, Arnold turned his suspicious eyes to Cecil again: "Discussing healing with Lord Bold?"

As we all know, Bode is a black mage, and he is very disdainful of healing spells. It is difficult for Arnold to imagine a scene where such a person and Cecil discuss the use of healing techniques to save people.

"Don't have such a big prejudice against me. Although I hate healing, it doesn't mean I can't." Bode shrugged and said listlessly, "What's more, my precious student came to me to ask me questions. , How can I bear to refuse?"

Cecil: This is an exaggeration, Mr. Bode.

Arnold was not very comfortable listening.

Thinking that Bod had only one student, Cecil, the blond youth looked at Bod's eyes more vigilantly.

"Your Excellency can take care of my sister so carefully and send her back intact. I am grateful. But from her brother's point of view, I still hope that you will try to arrange academic discussions during the day instead of my sister at night. Meeting, this is also for her safety."

Hearing this, Bode raised his eyebrows lazily, and a mocking smile flashed through his narrow gray eyes.

"Do you suspect that I can't protect her?"

Arnold looked calm: "I don't doubt you, I doubt everyone."

"Does everyone include yourself?" Bode asked coolly.

Arnold's expression remained unchanged and did not speak.

The atmosphere was a bit cold for a while.

"Well, it's getting late, go back and rest early."

After a short pause, Bode raised a hand, rubbed Cecil's soft hair, and then pinched the tip of her small nose: "Don't forget to see me tomorrow-bring your little pet ."

Cecil rubbed his red nose and replied with a nasal voice: "I know."

"I'm leaving."

Bode smiled, then turned around unhurriedly. The condensed air tore the hideous cracks in front of him, he raised a hand and waved, the thin and tall figure disappeared into the deep night.

Arnold watched him leave quietly, and after a long time, finally looked down at Cecil.

"Let's go back too."

Cecil nodded, consciously took Arnold's hand, and followed him into the mansion.

Stella, who was thinking about watching the lively, saw that nothing happened, and Arnold stayed by Cecil's side again, so that she didn't even have a chance to gossip. Under boredom, she had to let the maid help her limp. Turned back to his room.

As for Cecil and Arnold, they did not go back to the house the first time, but went to Lena first.

Poor Lena was still in a coma, like a sleeping beauty in a deep sleep, breathing smoothly, lying quietly on the bed. Cecil looked worried, and Arnold glanced at her and gently pulled her out the door.

"Don't worry, the doctor has been here just now." Arnold quietly soothed, "Lina is just asleep and will wake up tomorrow."

Upon hearing this, Cecilton breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good."

"Right, there is this."

Arnold said as he took out a neatly folded envelope from his jacket pocket and handed it to Cecil.

"This is a reply letter from His Royal Highness the Second Prince to Lena."

Cecil took the letter and asked casually curiously: "So fast? Isn't the second prince busy?"

"Busy, but there is still time to reply to the letter." Arnold smiled, suddenly closed the corners of his lips, and said casually, "By the way, he still wants to meet Lena in two days."

"Oh, see you." Cecil nodded indifferently as he received the letter. "It's okay, but it's very dangerous outside recently, so pay attention to safety."

Seeing her look as usual, Arnold couldn't help but slap on the side: "Two days later...At this time, don't you think anything is abnormal?"

"What's wrong at this time?"

Cecil touched his chin with his fingers lightly, thinking hard, "It seems that there is nothing wrong?"

"..."

Arnold's face dimmed.

"There is nothing wrong, maybe I remembered it wrong. It's late at night, go to bed, don't stay on it for too long..."

The loss in his eyes is very obvious.

Cecil looked at him in a state of despair, and couldn't bear to tease him anymore, so he hugged his arm and interrupted him with a smile.

"I was teasing you just now. It was my brother's birthday two days later. How could I not remember it?"

Arnold froze for a moment, and his blue eyes instantly widened.

"……you remember?"

"Of course, I'm not a fool." Cecil raised his face to look at him, with a soft and beautiful expression, "Don't worry, even if I forget my birthday, I won't forget your brother."

Arnold stared at her blankly, suddenly bent his eyes uncontrollably, and laughed happily.

"It's a coincidence, me too."

Cecil: "Then we are just two idiots who can only remember each other's birthdays."

"Stupid brother and sister."

The brother and sister smiled at each other.

After returning to his room, Cecil began to seriously think about the arrangements in two days.

Arnold doesn't like to hold birthday parties. In the past, Cecil was the only one to celebrate his birthday every year. But this year there are more Lena and Stella in the family. Whether to include them both is a question.

As for the scumbag Kevin, he didn't care if he died outside, and showing up at the birthday party would only be disgusting.

In addition, there are birthday gifts, which should be considered carefully. Cecil originally planned to give Arnold a suit, but when she thought of the dress Arnold gave her, she felt that the suit she prepared could not be taken out at all, so she had to keep the bottom of the box.

Otherwise, go to Bode, she remembers Bode knew some great master craftsmen, and then went to them to find out if there were any rare weapons.

By the way, there are cakes. Cakes must be made in person to be sincere, but her level of making cakes has never been very good, or I will start urgent practice tomorrow...

Cecil took the pen and stood at the table in serious thought, without noticing that the little octopus had already crawled out of her sleeve.

The mist was filled, and the young man with black hair and green eyes stood silently behind her.

Cecil only cared about Arnold's affairs and didn't care about him.

Lanny frowned in dissatisfaction, and suddenly stretched out a hand, hooking Cecil's chin towards him.

Cecil was unprepared, so he could only turn his head sideways and face up slightly, and was forced to look at the people behind him.

"Lanny..." She was kissed by Lanny as soon as she spoke.

His lips are soft and slightly cool, lingering in the cold and humid breath of the sea. He intruded into Cecil's mouth in an urgent and slightly strong posture, chased her tongue, kissed her so dizzy and without a trace of resistance.

"Lanny, wait a minute...well..."

Cecil tried to speak, but Lenny did not give her this opportunity. Her whimper was swallowed by the opponent, only a low moan overflowed from her throat.

"Um...Um..."

She heard her own sweet and seductive voice, which caused her body temperature to rise rapidly, and her soft cheeks began to burn.

Now this posture is not friendly to her, and even a little uncomfortable. But she didn't want to push Lanny away. On the contrary, she opened her eyes slightly, her faint blue eyes half-open and half-closed, watching Lanny entangledly like a hook.

Lanney's emerald green eyes grew deeper and deeper.

He opened his mouth slightly, letting go of the girl in front of him. Cecil's eyes were red, slightly dissatisfied with his sudden withdrawal, subconsciously turned sideways, slightly on tiptoes, and took the initiative to hold Lanny's lips.

She hugged Lanny's body, lifted her shirt with her fingers, and gently stroked the young boy's thin waist.

This was only Cecil's unconscious movement, but Lanney's breathing gradually became short because of this.

He suddenly lifted Cecil and hugged her to the table behind him. Cecil was sitting on the icy table, with the beautiful skirt spread out like a flower that bloomed wantonly.

She leaned forward, put her arms around Lanny's neck, and put her fingers in Lanny's soft black hair. She sucked his lips gently, carefully and gently, patiently using the tip of her tongue to trace the shape of his lips over and over again.

Lanny couldn't help holding her tightly, and issued a low request: "Cecile..."

Cecil pulled Lenny's hair lightly.

Lanney was quiet immediately.

The two people's rapid breathing echoed in the quiet room, and then, a low muffled moan overflowed from Lanney's lips.

Cecil bit his tongue.

There was a small split on the tip of his tongue, which was much more sensitive than ordinary people. At this time, when Cecil sucked and bitten, not only the pain doubled, but the pleasure spread quickly to his whole body like an electric current.

He subconsciously clung to Cecil, wanting to ask for more.

But Cecil pushed him away badly.

Lanny immediately raised her eyes and saw the snow-colored long-haired girl sitting in front of him with flushed face, raised her chin slightly, her eyes were full of water, and she spoke with a soft voice that almost melted. He said:

"This is a punishment for you, who made you not listen to me again and again."

——What's more, when she was kissing just now, she suddenly let go of her.

She was very upset.

Lenny called her aggrievedly: "Cecile..."

"It's no use acting like a baby." Cecil patted Lanny on the cheek, then gently jumped off the table and smoothed out his hair that was messy because of the kiss.

"We have a lot to do tomorrow. We must rest now, good night."

I went to see Bode, picked gifts for my brother, practiced making cakes, and sent letters to Lena... I was so busy, so I couldn't go on with what I said today.

Otherwise she won't be able to do anything tomorrow.

"Cecile... kiss for a while..." Lanny blinked pitifully, hugged Cecil and refused to let go.

"No, I'm going to sleep."

Cecil coldly rejected him, pulled his hand away, and warned him solemnly: "You must also go back to the fish tank and sleep well, if I find you sneaking out in the middle of the night..."

Cecil narrowed his eyes and said in a dangerous tone: "——I will throw you at Bode."

"!" Lanny flattened his mouth and didn't dare to speak.

Cecil put his hands around his chest and looked at him gloomily.

Under her gaze, poor Lannie turned into a little octopus reluctantly, and crawled back into the tank reluctantly.

Cecil nodded in satisfaction and said, "This is good."

The poor little octopus was crying sadly in the water.

He just wanted to kiss him, why did Cecil always reject him? She never rejected Arnold!

He just wants to get closer to Cecil, what is wrong?

The little octopus was puffing up bubbles in the water, and suddenly thought of someone.

Or, a demon.

A demon proficient in human emotions.

——Maybe you can ask her.