Raising Octopus Juvenile

The slimy and slender tentacles slowly swept across the girl's white cheeks, the girl's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she opened her eyes ignorantly.

There was a moment of confusion in the jewel-like transparent eyes, but under the harassment of the tentacles, she quickly woke up.

"Little one, are you hungry again?" Cecil rubbed his eyes and slowly sat up from the bed.

The little octopus crawled from her arm to the empty bone china plate, and the tentacles pressed **** the edge.

In just one night, he ate a whole plate of beef.

Cecil yawned and said in a daze, "Wait a minute, I'll let someone deliver meat..."

Then the little octopus obediently crawled back into the glass tank, put away the tentacles, and looked at Cecil eagerly among the floating water plants.

Three days have passed since Annie was bitten.

Cecil asked Kevin to arrange her to go elsewhere on the grounds that Annie was injured and couldn't serve herself. It was supposed to seamlessly arrange a new maid for Cecil, but Kevin had been preparing for Lena to move in for the past three days, and forgot about it for a while.

Fortunately, Cecil didn't care, and was even happy.

For these three days, everyone in the house was busy for the upcoming new lady, except for Cecil. Even Arnold was accidentally caught by the work of the Knights, so that the whole mansion went up and down, and there was only a small octopus to accompany Cecil.

The new room that Count Levitt prepared for Lena was very close to Cecil's bedroom. In order to dress up the room, the servants walked up and down the corridor all day, making Cecil a headache. Therefore, she and the little octopus spent most of the day in the rose garden.

The Rose Garden was personally arranged by Cecil's mother when she was still alive, and now it has become a sad place for seeing things and thinking about people. The garden is usually only accessible by a gardener named Lanni, which is much more secluded and quiet than the rest of the mansion.

Cecil lifted the skirt, stood on tiptoe, carefully stepped over the rose under his feet, walked to the swing stand and sat on it. The little octopus got out of the thin glass bottle and crawled all the way, silently reaching Cecil's palm, his round green eyes staring at Cecil without blinking.

"Lina is coming tonight, Little One, shall we give her a meeting present together?" Cecil held him to his eyes and whispered softly.

Xiaoyi blinked, as if responding to her obediently.

"Okay, then you will follow my instructions." Cecil was full of confidence, "As long as you can scare her to cry, I will reward you with a big pot of beef."

Xiaoyi immediately waved his tentacles, looking very excited.

During the time spent together, Cecil found that Xiaoyi was actually very easy to feed. First of all, he is a pure carnivore. He doesn't eat anything except meat. If vegetables are given to him, he will be angry, so there is no need to consider the nutritional ratio. Secondly, he seems to be able to understand people's words, not only can follow Cecil's command, but also give her positive feedback.

Are there any smarter and cuter animals than him?

Cecil happily interacted with the little octopus for a while, then put him on the swing, then jumped off the swing by himself, and began to carefully pick the white roses one by one.

She moves slowly, with a silent gentleness. The sun fell on her, as if time had calmed down. The little octopus got tired of playing in the water, so he climbed onto the vine and looked at her quietly.

I don't know how long it took before Cecil finally stopped picking. She knitted the white roses and vines together to make a beautiful wreath, tried it on her head, and then took it off.

Finally she stretched out her hand to the little octopus.

"Little one, let's go."

Cecil took the little octopus to a cemetery on the outskirts of the city.

There was dead silence in the cemetery, even the birds passing by were silent, and it seemed that he couldn't bear to break the solemn tranquility.

Cecil stood in front of a clean tombstone and gently placed the rose garland on it.

This is her mother's tombstone. The mother liked white roses the most during her lifetime. After her death, the coffin was also covered with white roses.

It's a pity that she has been away for too long, and the white rose has long since turned into rotten mud.

Cecil stretched out his hand and dusted the ashes in front of the tomb. Then she sat down next to the tombstone, with her head leaning on one side, her snow-white eyelashes drooping, and the jewel-like eyes were foggy, with a faint light floating, as if she was thinking of something, and as if there was nothing. think.

She was slender, hiding behind the icy stele at this time, looking extremely thin. The little octopus lay on her thin shoulders and looked at her seriously. The little tentacles that kept falling down quietly looked surprisingly well-behaved.

Everything was quiet, only the fragrance of Qiangwei surrounded them, gentle and calm, like a silent hug from a mother.

The setting sun slanted west, and the sky showed a gorgeous twilight. The golden afterglow sprinkled on the girl's long white hair, coating her with a thin layer of gold.

Her face was peaceful and beautiful, her breathing was shallow and long, and she was clearly sleeping. Suddenly, as if being disturbed by something, her slender eyelashes trembling slightly, she woke up in the next second.

She fell asleep again.

Cecil stood up in a daze, muttering dazedly: "Little one?"

There is no response.

"Little one? Come out soon, we should go back." She suddenly became sober, and started looking around the tombstone.

The little octopus seemed to have evaporated, and he could not be seen everywhere. And here is not as big as the room at home. This cemetery is bigger and wider. There are not only many graves, but also full of trees. To find a small octopus here is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Cecil stopped and carefully recalled the situation when Annie was bitten.

At that time, she tried to use jerky to attract Little One, but it didn't work. Then she raised Annie's hand again, and there was blood on Annie's hand...

So, is the smell of blood that attracted the little one?

Cecil raised his right hand, his lips moved slightly. A thin faint blue stream appeared out of thin air, turned into a blade and slashed across her fingertips, and blood beads instantly seeped out.

"Little One, I'm out to eat." She called softly.

The breeze blew, and the bush behind Cecil made a fine noise. She turned around following the movement, and she saw the dark little octopus slowly crawling out of the leaves.

Cecil curled the corner of his lower lip and stroked the dripping fingertip with his left hand. A soft halo enveloped the wound, and almost instantly, the wound healed, leaving no trace of blood.

This is the healing technique she learned in idle time, but she didn't expect it to be used for another day.

The little octopus crawled on the back of her hand, sniffed the finger that was intact, and waved the tentacle dissatisfied.

"You don't really think I'll give myself to you to eat, do you?" Cecil jokes the little octopus's head, "Go, find something to eat."

She turned her head and glanced at the tombstone, then took the little octopus and walked to the tombkeeper's hut.

The spirited grave guard limped out of the hut and said with a smile, "Miss Levitt, are you asleep again?"

"You really guessed it." Cecil smiled lightly. "Grandpa Saul, do you have a pot of raw meat?"

The grave guard stroked his beard: "Yes, yes, but what do you want so much raw meat for..."

"Don't ask so much, just have it." Cecil took off the crystal brooch from his chest and handed it to the grave guard.

"Since Miss Levitt needs it, I'll go and bring it to you." The grave guard took the brooch happily and turned back to the room.

Soon, he walked out with a pot of **** raw meat and went straight to Cecil's carriage. Cecil saluted him goodbye, got on the carriage and left the cemetery.

By the time she returned to the mansion, it was completely dark.

She got out of the carriage and asked the servant who was driving to dispose of the empty basin in the car. Then he glanced at the rut marks on the muddy ground in front of the door, and muttered softly to the little octopus on his shoulders.

"Little one, Lena has come. Do you remember our plan?"

The little octopus lazily lifted one of its tentacles, with a big boss gesture of "I'm doing things, you can rest assured."

"..."

The little octopus seemed too confident, and Cecil chose to believe him.

As the night was dark, Cecil hid the little octopus in his sleeve and walked slowly into the huge mansion.

The servants in the mansion hurried in and out. They saw the eldest lady alone, bowed their heads to salute her in a hurry, but looked away. Cecil knew it well, and walked directly to the most lively meeting room.

The living room was brightly lit, and the elderly housekeeper was standing upright by the door. He saw Cecil and saluted deeply, "Little Miss, you are here."

Cecil raised his eyebrows slightly: "What? Are there any distinguished guests?"

The butler did not answer any more, just stepped aside respectfully. Cecil walked in unhurriedly, stepping on the soft dark carpet, silently, like a cat falling on a soft cushion.

There were only three people in the room. They were facing Cecil, and no one noticed her arrival. The two tall blond men are Kevin and Arnold, and the remaining blond girl is undoubtedly Lena.

They all have beautiful and bright blond hair, and when they stand together, they look like a real family. And Cecil, with long white hair, is more like an illegitimate daughter of Kevin.

But Cecil prefers his hair color.

She cleared her throat, trying to attract their attention: "Dad, brother, who is this person?"

When the three heard her voice, they turned around together. Kevin immediately raised a smile, and Arnold's face was a bit stern.

But Cecil's attention is not on them, she is concerned with the beautiful girl—

Lena Levitt, a pure girl like a daisy, blinked her blue eyes warmer than Cecil, and looked back at Cecil stiffly.

What a lovely girl.

Cecil sighed silently from the bottom of her heart, if it weren't for being forced by fate, she really couldn't bear to confront such a beautiful girl.

While Cecil looked at Lena, Lena was also looking at Cecil. She looked at the snow-haired blue-eyed girl in front of her with a hint of surprise in her eyes.

"You, hello, my name is Lena, yes..."

She squatted to introduce herself, and before she finished speaking, Kevin interrupted her aloud.

"Cecile, she is the Lena I mentioned before, and the sister of you and Arnold."

"Hurry up and introduce yourself to Lena."

Kevin looked at his children, his eyes full of encouragement.

Arnold met the man's gaze. He turned to the side and bowed slightly to Lena, the expression on his face polite and alienated.

"My name is Arnold Levitt and I am Cecil's brother."

Short, cold, with a silent sense of distance.

But Lena didn't mind, she smiled shyly, shining brightly in the light.

"Arnold... brother, hello."

Kevin on the side nodded in relief and turned to look at the quiet Cecil.

Is it time for her to play?

Cecil carefully adjusted his emotions and switched to the brute force mode in one second. Looking back at the plot in the original work, she raised her face arrogantly, squinting at Lena with a disdainful light.

"I heard that you are a civilian, right? I don't like the smell of civilians, please stay away from me."

Listen to these words, look at this face. What a perfect villain, can anyone surpass her?

Cecil curled his mouth in satisfaction and raised his eyes to see the reaction of the other three.

Needless to say, Lena was at a loss for being humiliated by her. Arnold was also somewhat helpless, but he didn't show the meaning of blaming. The most violent reaction was her cheap father, who looked at Cecil's eyes full of sullen and reprimand, as if she was going to be taken to the study to be confined in the next second.

Cecil turned a blind eye to this. Anyway, she hid snacks in the study, even if she is really confined, she is not afraid.

"Cecile, you are too rude. Now apologize to Lena immediately!" Kevin scolded in a calm voice.

"No need, father... Sister doesn't mean anything else..." Lena weakly rounded it off.

Cecil rolled his eyes when he heard the words, interpreting the word spoiled vividly.

"You..." Kevin looked at her gloomily, and finally held back, "Cecile, you are too naive."

Cecil: "Huh."

The scene became very awkward for a while, and the air was filled with tension. Fortunately, the butler came in at the right time and broke this bad situation.

"Master, your majesty summoned."

Kevin immediately calmed down after hearing this, he left a sentence to Arnold, "Take care of my sister" and then strode away. Soon, there were only three brothers and sisters left in the living room, as well as the little octopus hidden in Cecil's sleeve.

Arnoldra opened the chair by the table and said to Lena: "Father said you haven't eaten yet, and Cecil just came back. If you don't mind, let's eat together."

Lena frowned nervously: "Don't wait for Dad... Father?"

"No." Arnold looked flat. "He shouldn't be back tonight."

"That, that's all right..."

Lena wriggled her fingers and sat down slowly, still a little cramped in her words and deeds.

"Cecile, come to me."

Arnold put on a gentle expression, pulled Cecil to sit next to him, and then stroked her hair comfortingly.

The long, pure white hair was draped over the girl's shoulders like snow, and the bright light shone down, flowing with crystal clear color. Lena stared fascinated, and couldn't help blurting out, "Why is your hair white?"

Can really ask.

Arnold's eyes turned gloomy for a moment, but Cecil didn't feel anything.

"Because I inherited my mother's hair color." She said.

"Ah!" Lina suddenly realized that she had said something wrong, "I'm sorry..."

On the way she came, she had been informed by the butler about the general situation of the Levitt family, and naturally she knew that Cecil's mother had passed away a long time ago.

It’s just that she didn’t know that the lady had pure white hair color...

Cecil ignored her again. Just when Lena hesitated to say something more, the servant came in with a sumptuous dinner.

Hot soup, main course, dessert, everything is available. The delicious food was placed on delicate porcelain plates, with bursts of fragrance wafting out, making Lena dazzled.

She had never seen such a sumptuous dish, let alone eaten it. Although she wanted to taste it, the two people on the opposite side hadn't started yet, so she had to hold back her hunger and sat in the seat upright.

Arnold saw that Lena was very hungry, and said generously: "Don't be cautious, eat."

"Thanks, thank you... Brother Arnold."

Lina thanked her with embarrassment, picked up the knife and fork, bowed her head and ate quietly.

Arnold and Cecil also started to eat, and for a while, there was only the sound of silent eating.

Cecil thought that the time was almost time, so he squeezed the little octopus's head under the table and motioned for it to come out to work.

The little octopus got instructions and crawled out of his sleeves flexibly. He climbed along the legs of the table to the smooth tiles, and after another long journey, he climbed to the ceiling, and finally climbed up to the big chandelier facing Lena's head.

Cecil didn't know his sneaky route that was unnecessary, and was still secretly wondering where Xiao Yi went, and why he didn't show up.

She put down the silver fork, planning to look down and look for it. Suddenly, the chandelier above Lena shook slightly.

The dark little octopus appeared on the golden chandelier, swaying in the air with its tentacles wrapped around the pendant crystal. The three people who heard the sound raised their heads together, only to hear "pia chi"—

The little octopus fell off the chandelier.

Little octopus: ∑(O_O;)!

Lena: "?"

The little octopus fell into the plate embarrassedly.

He tried to use his tentacles to support himself to get up from the plate, but there was a shallow oil in the plate. As soon as he stood up, he fell back again because the tentacles slipped.

This scene was too funny, and Lena let out a laugh.

Cecil: "..."

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