Raising Octopus Juvenile

Lanny looked at her expectantly, her eyes gleaming like gems.

Cecil's heart was filled with dense and soft, like a lake wrinkled by the wind, and a circle of soft water ripples was lightly dizzy.

He almost couldn't restrain the smile on his lips.

She flickered her long eyelashes and stretched out her white and delicate hands. As if to feel carefully, he slowly and little by little took Lanny's waist.

The tip of his nose was full of Lanny's breath.

Cecil buried his face in his cold chest and took a deep breath of contentment.

She is so strange.

But she seems to really like Lenny. Just not seeing each other overnight, this feeling of liking has deepened.

Can't wait to see him, can't wait to touch him.

It would be great if Lannie could like her like her.

Cecil's sweet mood suddenly felt sour again. She pursed her lips, quickly suppressed the slightly sour feeling, then raised her face and stared at Lenny intently.

Lanny lowered his head and blinked: "Cecile?"

Cecil: "Huh?"

Even the response is light and soft.

"Why are you staring at me all the time?" Lenny asked curiously.

Cecil's eyes waved slightly, and he said intently: "Because I want to see."

Lanny: "?"

He didn't quite understand Cecil's arbitrary or unreasonable answer. But he was still seduced by the sweet smell of the girl, so he couldn't help lowering his head and lightly touched Cecil's forehead.

Their breaths are mingled, their breaths are intertwined. Cecil lifted his eyelashes and could see Lanny's eyes, which were emerald green, reflecting her slightly flushed face.

Lanny's low voice sounded in his ears: "Then can you touch my waist again?"

Cecil: "..."

This guy really knows how to make progress.

She turned her eyes slightly, always feeling that she shouldn't follow him in everything. Although she is now sure that she likes Lenny's feelings, it does not mean that she can unconditionally meet all his requirements.

She is still Lenny’s owner for the time being. How can the owner listen to pets all day long, and do what she does what pets want her to do?

We must be reserved, we must have our own position and principles.

To occupy the dominant position.

Cecil reminded himself silently in his heart, and tried to reject Lanny in a calm and unquestionable tone: "Of course not..."

Before she finished speaking, Lannie rubbed the tip of her small nose lightly, and begged in a low voice, "Just touch it."

The tip of his nose is also cool, and the breath he exhales is as humid and cold as sea water.

Cecil: "..."

Sorry, she is a trash.

She fell in a second.

Cecil bit his lower lip angrily, then resignedly raised a hand and gently lifted the corner of Lanny's clothes.

He was wearing the uniform of the servants, a white shirt made of cotton and linen, and the fabric was slightly rough, which made his skin smooth and pale, with an icy luster like inorganic matter.

I should buy some better clothes for him, this one is definitely uncomfortable to wear. Cecil thought silently.

She put her arms around Lanney's waist, put her warm slender fingers into the shirt, and first tentatively pressed his waist. Although Lenny didn't make a sound, Cecil could feel his breathing quicken and his abdomen tightened, which he obviously liked.

This reaction is also...very cute.

Cecil couldn't help his bad thoughts, and began to bend his fingers and gently draw circles in his hollow waist.

The girl's fingers are soft and delicate, and every touch that seems to be nonexistent is as soft as a floating cloud, which is indescribable.

Lanny's breathing gradually increased.

"Cecile..." he called in a low voice.

"Huh?" Cecil responded in a good mood, with a slightly upward tail like a small hook.

"Don't take your hands away..." Lanny pressed against her ear, and a faint pleading was mixed in his low voice, which sounded hard to refuse.

Cecil said softly: "Okay."

Her hands were like vines in the shadows, climbing up Lanny's spine silently, inch by inch.

Lenny could feel the soft and delicate hand slowly stroking his back, gently and gently, making him feel comfortable and numb all over.

But their bodies were still close together, and he could clearly perceive the temperature of her body, the frequency of her breathing, and the ups and downs of her heartbeat.

The blue color under his eyes became deeper and deeper, and his hands clasped Cecil unconsciously.

Knee into her skirt.

Cecil noticed Lanny's little movement.

But she didn't really want to stop now.

She lifted her face slightly, and her soft lips inadvertently brushed Lanny's apple. Lanney's Adam's apple suddenly rolled, he couldn't help but opened his mouth slightly, and his sharp white canine teeth gently bit Cecil's ear bones.

It hurts a little bit, but more numbness all over the body.

I don't know if it was Cecil's illusion. She suddenly felt that, unknowingly, the air seemed to be filled with a scent of intoxication. She realized that the atmosphere now was really charming, and a little bit...dangerous.

Her reason told her that she should stop there, but her body seemed to have lost control.

She was reluctant to leave Lanny's body.

Lena was right, knowing that this person was dangerous, but still didn't want to leave him. Isn't this a liking and what is it?

She is trying her own risk.

Cecil's body was hot, and her bright white skin showed a seductive red. Lanny's lips wandered, slowly reaching the corners of her soft lips.

The corners of their lips touched, and their eyelashes drooped like two tightly entwined vines.

The flowers in Cecil's heart bloomed slowly, and the delicate petals were covered with crystal dew, trembling slightly in the evening breeze, and trembling, just like her expression at this time.

She looked at the young boy close at hand, her eyes gleaming, and she couldn't help but speak softly: "Lanny, do you know what liking is?"

Lanny was about to bow his head and kiss her. Hearing this question, he paused slightly, revealing a confused look.

"like?"

I just don't know this expression.

Cecil sighed softly in his heart, and the hands that hugged Lanny dropped. Lanny looked at her puzzled, not understanding why she stopped suddenly.

"Cecile?"

Cecil's mood is mixed. She knew that Lanney was not wrong, he was not a human, and he didn't understand human emotions. She shouldn't ask him too much in this regard.

But she still hopes that Lanny can like her, just like she likes Lanny.

Is it a bit too demanding?

Cecil didn't know, she only knew that she couldn't satisfy this kind of forbearing, unilateral likes, she wanted more greedily.

"Cecil," Lanney's slightly dissatisfied voice pulled back the fascinated Cecil, "I haven't had time to kiss you."

Cecil turned red when he heard Lanny say the word "kiss."

——Although he still does not know the true meaning of "kiss".

"You don't know what like is, you can't kiss me." Cecil said calmly and calmly.

Lenny was even more upset when he heard this: "Why? Do these two things have anything to do with each other?"

"Of course there is a relationship." Cecil told him seriously and softly, "Only two people who like each other can kiss. You don't know what like is, naturally you can't do it."

Hearing this, Lannie fell into deep thinking.

After a while, he raised his eyes and asked: "Then tell me, what is like?"

Cecil was very happy.

The corners of her lips were slightly bent, and she said softly: "Like is a feeling that is further than intimacy. It is the mood of wanting to see someone, touch someone, and accompany someone."

Lanny didn't hesitate to think: "Then I have it too."

You have a ghost, are you in a good mood to eat?

Cecil gave him an angry glance, but because of the redness at the end of his eyes, there was no majesty.

"In short, only people who like each other can kiss. If you don't like me, you can't do this to me casually." Cecil said to him solemnly.

Lanny frowned deeply, and his blue eyes were full of suspiciousness: "But you clearly said that this was a provocation."

Cecil: "..."

I missed it.

She coughed slightly and explained in a concealed manner: "Yes, if a person is provoked by another person who has a normal or a bad relationship with him, then he must be angry? Only those who are liked Provocation will not be angry, so this kind of thing can only be done by two people who like each other."

She forced this explanation, Lenny pondered slightly, then blinked and looked at Cecil seriously.

"So as long as I like you, can I kiss you?"

Cecil blinked slyly: "Yes."

"But what should I do to like you?"

Cecil was taken aback, then smiled softly and slowly.

"I will teach you this kind of thing slowly."

She felt that her behavior was despicable because she was trying to seduce Lanny, who didn't understand anything, to like her a little bit.

But she didn't feel any guilt in her heart, she was even slightly excited, or even joyful. She knew very well that she was such a selfish person. She wanted Lanny to like her and wanted Lanny to understand her feelings.

For this reason, she doesn't mind using some bad methods to achieve her goal.

Lanny didn't know what Cecil was thinking. He fixedly looked at the beautiful and cunning snow-haired girl, and said to her docilely and expectantly: "Then teach me now."

In this respect, he has always been a good student who is thirsty for knowledge.

Cecil held his chin lightly and thought about it carefully.

"Okay, let me first teach you how to hug correctly."

"?"

Lanny was at a loss.

He thought he had learned this skill.

Seeing the confusion in his eyes, Cecil shook his head slightly: "No, you hug the way in the wrong way."

As she said, she lifted Lanney's arms up: "For example, your arm, this position is just stuck on my hip bone, and your bones are very hard, so I will be very uncomfortable."

Lanny obediently lifted his embracing arms up a little bit.

Cecil adjusted the angle of his shoulders again: "Also here, you have to lie down a bit lower so that I can hear your heartbeat as close as possible."

Lanny obediently did.

"I still have less strength. Actually, I was strangled by you last night..."

"……sorry."

"It's okay. And here..."

Lanny was like a delicate doll, docile and well-behaved, letting Cecil bend him up and down.

When Cecil finally adjusted the most comfortable hug position, he blinked and said with a look of expectation: "What about now? Am I doing it right?"

Like a kid eager to praise.

Cecil met his eyes and couldn't help but curl his lips.

"Very correct. As a reward..."

She hooked her finger at Lanny, and Lanny immediately lowered her head like an obedient dog.

Cecil looked at him, eyes full of water.

She stretched out her hand, gently brushed away the soft and dark forehead of the boy, and then leaned forward to ——

A kiss was pressed lightly on his forehead.

"This is your reward."