Raising Octopus Juvenile

"Hey?" Cecil was taken aback for a moment.

She thinks Arnold thinks too much.

She was just going to catch a mermaid with Alex, just like two people going on an autumn outing in the suburbs. Although the development of the later events did exceed her expectations, her mentality at the beginning was indeed very relaxed.

She thought she could rush back to dinner with the snail girl.

"Well, brother, what do you mean..." Cecil said hesitantly, "Do you want to go with us too?"

Arnold: "..."

He suddenly felt a little tired.

"I meant to say," the handsome blond-haired young man closed his eyes, and then slowly opened them. He stared at Cecil, with helplessness in his soft eyes, "Don't you know how worried I am about you? ?"

Cecil paused slightly, then blinked slowly, gradually showing a daze and guilty expression on his face.

She really... didn't think about it so much.

But this was not because she didn't take Arnold seriously, she just didn't take mermaid catching seriously. As the situation was urgent later, she was too late to save herself, so she didn't even have the mind to think about it.

Cecil felt that he had to explain, not to hurt Arnold's heart because of such a trivial matter.

She raised her eyes and looked at Arnold's eyes, and honestly admitted her mistake: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't run out without telling you."

Arnold gave an "um" and said, "What else?"

"And... I shouldn't have come back so late."

"anything else?"

"And...? Well, there, and..." Cecil thought for a long time and didn't know what else was left, so he asked Arnold for help, "What else?"

Arnold reminded her word by word: "I shouldn't go out with the opposite sex."

Cecil: "???"

"This is too strict, right?" She wrinkled her nose unconvinced.

"Who makes you not at all vigilant."

Arnold looked at her with complicated eyes, sighed slightly, and then sat down beside her.

He really wanted to be angry with this little **** just now, but when he saw her blank and innocent face, he suddenly felt relieved.

He finally realized that he could never be angry with Cecil.

No matter how many thoughts flashed in his mind, the moment he saw Cecil, it would instantly disappear.

This is a result beyond his control.

Arnold fell silent again, and the room was alarmingly quiet.

Cecil was a little fidgeted.

She is not afraid of the scumbag Kevin, the demon Stella, or other monsters... She is only afraid of Arnold.

After all, Arnold is both a father and a mother. Although he has been pampering and tolerating her, it does not mean that she can hurt him arbitrarily.

Just because you care, you can't make the other party sad.

Cecil turned his face cautiously, glancing at Arnold's look. But he didn't want Arnold to just look at her, the two people's eyes met inadvertently, and their eyes met, and Cecilton looked back with a guilty conscience.

"Why? Know it wrong?" Arnold's voice came from her side, and compared to the previous one, he had restored his former calm.

He has calmed down, knowing what to say and what not to say.

Cecil's eyes fluttered: "I clearly admitted that I was wrong just now."

"But you don't look very convinced."

"Oh, I won't dare again next time." Cecil knew that he was wrong, and turned around and hugged Arnold's arm, begging for mercy, "If I go out with Alex next time, I'll be a kid. dog!"

Arnold squeezed the tip of her small nose gently: "You are a puppy now."

"Wang!" Cecil yelled softly, very cooperatively.

Arnold was amused by her.

Seeing Arnold's smile, Cecil was finally relieved. She just wanted to stretch her waist and relax, when there was a sudden "pop" in the room, which was crisp and short, much like the sound of metal falling on the floor.

Arnold and Cecil lowered their heads together, and saw a delicate, slightly old bronze compass lying steadily on the ground, and Cecil's small satchel was just wide open facing the direction of the compass. Apparently it fell out of this bag.

Cecil: "..."

She already guessed who did it.

Cecil wanted to pinch the little octopus, but he was now in a transparent state and she couldn't see it at all. Moreover, the little octopus had left her arm at some point, and 80% of them ran away after throwing the compass. This guy was very cunning, and she fully believed that he could do this kind of prank.

Arnold's eyes softened just now became sharp and sensitive again because of this unknown compass.

Cecil could not help but slowly straightened his back.

She didn't dare to bend down to pick up the compass, let alone take the initiative to mention the origin of the compass.

He had to press his lips in a correct manner, without squinting, and waited for Arnold to ask questions.

Sure enough, Arnold spoke.

"Where did this compass come from?"

Cecil answered honestly: "It was a gift from a friend."

Arnold raised his eyebrows slightly: "Alex?"

"No!" Cecil retorted immediately.

"Which friend is that?" Arnold stretched his arm, crossed Cecil's legs, picked up the compass that fell on the ground, and examined it carefully. "Marty...this seems to be a man's name?"

Cecil: "!"

What's the matter, why didn't she find the name engraved on the back of the compass!

For an instant, Cecil was totally ashamed.

Arnold set the compass and put it on the side table. He didn't speak, but Cecil felt that every minute and every second at this time was extremely suffering.

She decided to surrender.

"... It was given to me by a friend I met today." She said sadly.

Arnold's tone was calm: "This friend is called Marty?"

Cecil nodded repeatedly: "Yeah."

"ok, I get it."

Arnold didn't ask any more, just raised a hand and gently touched Cecil's soft white hair.

He lowered his head slightly, looked at Cecil gently, and said: "The king is not safe recently. You stay at home obediently, don't go out for now, right?"

Hearing this, Cecil raised his eyelashes in surprise: "Did something happen?"

Arnold thought about it a little, wondering if she should tell her about it. Seeing his hesitation, Cecil repeated his tricks, holding his arm and shook it a few times.

Arnold sighed helplessly.

"Do you remember those people who stayed in the Knights to observe around the clock?"

Cecil replied without hesitation: "Of course I remember, they returned after missing with Keane."

"Yes, that's the few people." Worried that Cecil would be scared, Arnold lowered his voice, "They also mutated like Keane."

Cecil was slightly surprised.

Although I had expected this terrible result before, I didn't expect that it would actually happen.

"Then they all become..." Cecil raised his hands and gestured, "Is Keane like that?"

"Yeah." Arnold nodded, "and we also discovered that they are not the real person."

Not me? What's the situation?

Cecil became more confused as he listened: "Then what are they?"

"We don't know, we can only regard them as a new kind of life form for the time being." Arnold whispered, "and it is a life form with low intelligence."

The same as me, but not me... The same is true for Keane after his disappearance?

Cecil frowned slightly, with a serious tone: "Then where did they go?"

Arnold paused slightly: "We speculate that the real them should be dead."

Cecil: "Dead?"

"Well," Arnold nodded, "and we found out that those people had been hired by Keane before they disappeared. No one knows what Keane hired them for, but it is said that those people often take over. Live, so Keane probably hired them to be thugs."

"I disappeared after that?"

"Yes." Arnold looked at her intently, with serious and concerned eyes, "This is definitely not an ordinary disappearance case. His Majesty is sending someone to investigate. We don't know if anyone will continue to disappear, let alone if it will. There are dead people who have been replaced in the royal capital, so the safest way during this time is to stay at home and don't go anywhere."

It sounds dangerous indeed, and Cecil nodded and agreed happily.

"Okay, I listen to my brother." She thought for a while, and suddenly looked sideways at the youth with worry, "Brother, do you want to go out to investigate? Isn't that dangerous?"

Hearing Cecil worried about him so much, Arnold's heart suddenly softened.

"Your Majesty has been handed over to others for the investigation, and is not the responsibility of the Knights." His brows and eyes stretched, and the whole person was as gentle as water. "I will stay with you at home these days, just in case you do it again. Secretly run around behind me."

"I didn't run around secretly, I ran openly..." Cecil whispered, and Arnold quietly said "Huh?" She shut up immediately.

She has always angered Arnold recently, and during the following period she still behaved a little more obediently, so that one day Arnold was so angry that she would be arrested and locked up.

The snow-haired girl sat upright, raised a hand obediently, looked sideways at Arnold, and said seriously: "I promise not to go anywhere, I will stay with you at home."

Arnold looked at her quietly.

Why don't you speak?

Cecil was a little nervous by him: "Well, that, don't you want me to accompany you...?"

Arnold sighed softly.

"Of course I want you to accompany me."

Rather, he couldn't wait for her to be by his side every day, every moment, and every moment.

But he knows very well that this is an extremely selfish idea.

"I'm just thinking, you are so obedient today." Arnold gently stroked the girl's hair, with a slight smile on her face, "I'm so relieved."

Cecil was shocked: "You are too easy to be satisfied, right?"

"Who makes you always worry me." Arnold said helplessly.

Cecil: "..."

She admitted that she seemed to be too ego. Especially Arnold's reaction just now made her feel more guilty.

"Brother, I'm sorry, I will definitely consider your feelings more in the future."

Cecil lowered his head, and once again apologized solemnly and seriously. From Arnold's point of view, she just happened to see her gentle and soft eyes, clearly apologizing, but innocent and tender everywhere.

As if the person who did the wrong thing was him.

Arnold sighed deeply in his heart again.

He spread his arms, and said to Cecil, "Come and hug."

Cecil obediently hugged him.

Arnold lowered his head slightly and sniffed the fragrance in her hair. The girl buried in his arms was motionless like a sleeping animal, and suddenly she spoke abruptly:

"Brother, did you cry when you hugged me on the carriage?"

Arnold's body instantly stiffened: "...I didn't."

"You have, I obviously heard your nasal voice."

"That's because I have a little cold."

"But I still hear your voice trembling."

"That was mad at you."

"But then I saw that your eyes were also a little red..."

"That is your illusion!"

Arnold finally covered her mouth unbearably, Cecil lifted his face slightly, blinked, and the look in Arnold's eyes gradually became joking.

"Brother is a crying bag..." she mumbled vaguely.

"I'm leaving, you go to bed immediately, and I will wake you up tomorrow!"

Arnold left these words and fled, leaving Cecil to sit in the house alone.

So he really cried, and he didn't admit it.

She yawned relaxedly, then got up and closed the door and pulled the curtains. She was about to take a shower when she suddenly saw the compass set aside by Arnold.

Arnold didn't like the compass with Marty's name engraved on it, but after all, it was something someone else gave Cecil, and he didn't confiscated it, but just put it on the table.

Cecil immediately remembered the situation when the compass fell out.

"..."

Haven't found the little octopus to settle accounts.

She looked around and was about to call the little octopus out, when a thick black mist appeared in front of her eyes.

Lanny appeared in front of her, eyes greenish, as if they had been moisturized by water.

Looks very full.

Cecil gave him a gloomy look, and before he could speak, he raised his finger to the compass on the table.

"That's what you found out, right?"

Lanny blinked and said innocently, "It's not me."

Cecil's expression remained unchanged: "Who is that?"

Lanny: "It's a small five."

Do this trick again?

Cecil said directly: "Then you let Xiao Wu come out."

Lanny did not refuse. He lifted the hem of his shirt, revealing a pale and thin waist, and a pitch-black soft tentacle slowly stretched out from behind his waist.

Cecil grasped the smooth touch of the tentacles and said, "It did it?"

Lanny nodded, with a sincere expression.

Cecil lowered his eyes and gently squeezed the soft pointed touch. Lanny liked the touch and narrowed his eyes slightly like a cat.

Cecil glanced at him quietly, and slowly stroked his fingers along the sharp touch. The tentacles became extremely docile in her hands, and even curled up softly, like its owner, eagerly eager for her further touch.

It's only when this happens that it's so honest.

A smile flashed in Cecil's eyes. She curled the corners of her lips slightly, touching her tentacles lightly, and leaning close to Lanney's ear, softly asking, "Do you like me doing this?"

Lanny narrowed his eyes and approached her unconsciously: "I like it."

"Then I'll ask you again." Cecil let go of his hand badly, and Lenny opened his eyes immediately and looked at her slightly confused.

"what?"

Cecil: "Did you turn out the compass, or was it turned out by Xiao Wu?"

Lanni Weiton said stubbornly: "Little Five."

Cecil: "..."

She decided to cure Lanny’s bad condition today. So she lifted her finger and slowly stroked Lanny's waist.

Lenny straightened his back suddenly involuntarily.

Although the boy looks beautiful and thin, like a dew-stained flower in a greenhouse, he actually has muscles.

Different from the obvious muscles that are visible to the naked eye of a strong man, his body is more symmetrical and clean, and his firm waist and abdomen are not only full of youthfulness, but also imply a vigorous and absolute sense of strength. .

Cecil's complexion was soft, his slender fingers wandered slowly on Lanney's pale and tight waist. Lanney held his breath subconsciously, his waist and abdomen were tight, his dark green eyes moved down slightly, staring intently. she.

"How about this, do you like it?" she asked softly, running her warm fingers across Lanney's side waist like feathers.

Lanny's voice became low and mute: "...I like it."

"Then you tell me obediently," Cecil led him unhurriedly, "Did you turn out the compass?"

Lanni's eyes darkened, her black eyelashes trembling lightly: "...Yes."

Bad guy, she has to use some means to admit it.

Cecil glared at him angrily, then withdrew his hand neatly.

The soft and delicate touch disappeared from the waist, and Lannie murmured dissatisfiedly: "Cecile--"

"Don't call, you troublemaker."

Cecil knocked on the table with a serious face, and held the compass in front of Lanney: "Now confess to me, you deliberately threw this thing on the ground, what bad thoughts did you have?"

Lanny's eyes were clear: "I just accidentally knocked it off."

Cecil: "There are buckles on my bag, don't lie."

Lanny: "..."

Under Cecil's stern gaze, he finally cast aside his mouth reluctantly: "I don't like this thing."

"So you want to borrow your brother's hand and throw it away?"

Lanny looked away, chin raised slightly, as if he was right.

"..."

Cecil almost wanted to give him a court battle award.

If you are not active in learning other things all day long, how can you become so proficient when you do bad things? Is he really born with bad eyes?

Seeing the black-haired boy's innocent expression, Cecil fell into a deep bewilderment.

"Cecile, touch me again." He dared to ask nonchalantly.

"Who is going to touch you."

Cecil gave him an angry look, then turned to get his pajamas and pillows.

She was so angry that she sneaked out first, and then she became transparent and crawled around on her lap. Before he had time to teach him a good lesson, he was looking for something for her again?

She is going to sleep elsewhere, and she prefers to sleep with Stella, and don't sleep in the same room with this guy with a bad stomach.

Cecil walked to the closet, before he opened the door, he was clasped by Lanny's wrist.

"Cecile, what are you doing?"

Cecil said coldly: "I'm going to take my pajamas and go to sleep somewhere else."

"Where to go?" Lanni lowered his head slightly and stared at her, "Go to Arnold?"

Cecil: "?"

"Why do you think that?" She frowned incomprehensibly. "Arnold is my brother. How could I go to his room to sleep?"

"But he wasn't with you just now..." Lanny tilted his head, and said with some confusion and displeasure, "Did you ‘hug’?"

He doesn't understand the meaning of "hug", but he remembers this action.

Cecil said to him that this action is a "hug", something that two humans who trust each other and have a close relationship can only do.

Cecil was unwilling to do this with him because she didn't "trust" him enough.

But she did it with Arnold.

And still twice, tonight.

Lanny was very, very upset.

He hated Arnold, and Marty who gave things away. Fortunately, Marty is gone, but Arnold is still there.

He also wanted to "hug" with Cecil.

Cecil: "..."

She didn't expect Lenny to jot down the word so seriously, after all, it was just Arnold's coaxing to a child.

Or, is it the way she coaxed Arnold?

But these are not important. What is important is that Lanny's words and deeds now...

Looks like a jealous human.

Cecil was a little bit at a loss.

The tip of her heart was slightly broken by this almost ridiculous guess, and then she secretly ridiculed herself.

What the **** is he thinking about, how could Lanny know how to be jealous? He simply thought that her relationship with Arnold was close enough to hug him and sleep in the same room with him.

He was simply puzzled.

Cecil secretly exhaled, calming his abnormal heart rhythm slowly. However, Lanni didn't intend to give up. He looked at Cecil stubbornly, his eyes faint, and his moist breath flicked her face, mixed with a cold fragrance.

"I also want to ‘hug.’" he said.

Cecil was startled slightly: "No."

"Why not?" Lenny was unhappy. "Why can Arnold hug you, but I can't?"

Cecil explained patiently: "Because Arnold is my brother."

"I'm yours too..." Lenny said here, paused, and seemed to be thinking seriously.

Cecil waited quietly for him to continue.

She was also curious as to what Lanny's self-perception was now.

The young man with black hair and green eyes fell into contemplation. After a few seconds, he finally raised his eyelashes and said, "I am your Lanny."

Cecil was taken aback for a moment, and then let out a laugh.

Lanny blinked without knowing, "Cecile?"

"You are too strange to say this." Cecil smiled, her transparent blue eyes were slightly bent like a crescent, and the small dissatisfaction in her heart disappeared. "Lanny is just a name, not a kind of Words that express relationships."

"Why not?" Lannie frowned deeply.

Cecil smiled and told him: "Because you see, Arnold is my brother, the meaning is that'brother' is mine. And what you said..."

"But I am yours too." Lenny interrupted her seriously.

Cecil's chuckle stopped abruptly.