Raising Octopus Juvenile

Lanny's eyes lit up: "How to do it?"

"Humph." Stella snorted triumphantly, wiping her smooth long hair in a charming manner. "It's okay to tell you, but you have to promise me one thing."

Lanny: "What's the matter?"

Stella pointed to her leg: "Let the little Cecil release the contract power that is tied to my leg."

"No," Lenny said without hesitation. "This is Cecil's decision. I can't change it."

Stella frowned immediately: "What can't you do? You made her happy, didn't she agree?"

"That's not her own will."

Lenny said seriously: "I don't want to do this to Cecil."

"..."

Stella looked at him contemptuously, gritted her teeth and said, "You are really her good dog."

Lanny curled his mouth triumphantly, and seemed to like the comment.

What a fool, he is obviously a powerful monster, but he is willing to become a human dog.

Stella hated iron and shook his head, and continued: "Well, then change the terms."

Lanny stared at her: "What?"

"I teach you yes, but you can't tell her, these are what I teach."

Lanny: "Then I said you told me."

"Isn't that a meaning!" Stella almost collapsed, "Anyway, you are not allowed to mention me! Otherwise I won't teach you!"

Why is this devil so troublesome.

Lanny glanced at Stella dissatisfiedly, and agreed not so willingly: "Okay."

—Anyway, he didn't know if he mentioned Stella, so he agreed to speak first.

Stella naturally didn't know Lanney's bad brains. She cleared her throat and began to teach Lenny her "good way".

"Cecile rejected you because you didn't do enough."

Lanny puzzled: "Not enough?"

"Yes. Just talk about kissing, it must be the way you kiss is too superficial. Girls like to be more intense, understand?"

Lanny shook his head honestly: "I don't understand."

"Tsk." Stella wanted to teach herself, "It's just a strong kiss, a deep kiss, and a hard kiss! Kiss until she feels soft, so she won't be able to resist you."

"But this will make her uncomfortable?" Lannie tilted her head and frowned melancholy. "I don't want to make Cecil uncomfortable, I want her to be happy."

Stella: "..."

"No wonder you haven't made any progress so far. Just like this, you will never be able to get the bad woman Cecil." The demon hating iron and steel gave Lanny a scornful look, and said, "I don't have this stuff. Fajiao" unlucky expression.

Lanny looked at her blankly, and her voice instantly became colder: "So you don't want to teach it anymore?"

Stella shivered suddenly.

"If you want to teach or teach, your idea is right. We really can't force our cute little Cecil." Stella immediately changed his words and put forward the next plan with a flat face, "In this way, since you don't want to force her, then you Just try to seduce."

Lanny: "Seduce?"

"Yes, use your technique to hook her and make her want to stop you." Stella said with a smirk, "In this way, without you speaking, she will take the initiative to get closer to you..."

Lanny blinked in confusion, obviously unable to understand Stella's meaning.

Upon seeing this, Stella looked around sneakily, then beckoned to Lanney, leaned to his ear, and whispered.

Cecil went to Arnold, and the butler told her that Arnold was staying in the study with Kevin to discuss matters.

Cecil came to the study, opened the door without knocking, and walked in. As soon as he raised his eyes, he ran into a dull sight.

The young man with black hair and eyes stood beside Kevin, looking straight at her. His eyes were cold and calm, but Cecil felt an inexplicable penetrating power.

It seems that he is examining her closely, or rather, trying to see through her.

Cecil smiled softly at him, then walked straight to Arnold's side.

Kevin scowled and said solemnly: "Cecil, you don't knock. We are talking about important things. Get out."

Cecil ignored him and looked up at Arnold: "Brother."

"What's the matter, Cecil?" Arnold touched the girl's soft snow hair, his eyes gentle and patient.

"I have something to tell you." She tugged at Arnold's sleeve and whispered.

Kevin raised his voice: "Cecile!"

"It's okay, father." Arnold rounded off for Cecil, and smiled apologetically at Renault. "The two of you talk first, I'll go out."

Immediately afterwards, without waiting for Kevin to respond, he directly took Cecil by the hand and left the study with her.

"Father wants to take you to do something shameful, right?" Cecil asked straightforwardly after walking out of the study.

Arnold smiled bitterly: "You think of your father too badly."

"Isn't he such a person?" Cecil sneered, "In order to win Renault, he did not hesitate to send out both of his daughters."

Hearing this, Arnold's face suddenly sank: "I haven't had time to ask you about this. You and Lena went to the garden with Renault that night. He didn't do anything to you, did he?"

Cecil: "No. We just talked for a while."

She thought slightly, and decided not to tell Arnold about the Star Crossing for the time being.

"...That's good." Arnold breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Renault suddenly proposed to his father to teach Lena spells, and he may come in and out of our house frequently in the future. Father couldn't ask for it, so he agreed on the spot."

Decided to teach Lena so soon? Is this a fancy to Lena or have other ideas?

Cecil couldn't guess Renault's intentions. She decided to put this matter aside first, and quickly said that business matters.

So she mentioned to Arnold her request to see Bod.

Arnold's face was slightly dark, and he didn't agree very much: "Cecil, I know that Bode will not hurt you. But now that there is a crisis, it is too dangerous to go out at this time. Even if you really want to go to the college to find him, at least you have to wait for me. End here, and then I will go with you."

Cecil thought this was a waste of time. But she also understood that Arnold's worries were not unreasonable. After thinking about it, she proposed a compromise.

"Well, I let Bode open the door directly to our house, so I don't have to go out?"

Open the door to our house?

Arnold was startled slightly, and quickly realized what she meant. Cecil should be referring to the spatial crack that can reach somewhere at will. Indeed, using this method, he can't stop Cecil from seeing Bode...

"Well," Arnold reluctantly compromised, "Even so, you can't stay with him for too long, that person...I don't worry."

"I know, thank you brother!" Cecil happily gave Arnold a hug, but sighed silently in his heart.

Alas, my brother can't even worry about her teacher. What can I do to get him to accept Lenny?

Cecil returned to her room and habitually looked at the water tank. To her comfort, the little octopus still remained obediently floating in it.

She took out the mirror from the drawer and used it to connect Bode.

Bode's face appeared in the mirror, and Cecil told him about the situation.

"I see, you are waiting for me at your door." Bode said, "don't forget to bring your little pet."

Cecil nodded, fished the little octopus out of the water, hugged it in his arms lovingly, and then came to the gate of the mansion.

Soon, Bode appeared along with the crack. He confirmed the little octopus in Cecil's hand, and walked into the crack with Cecil.

The two appeared together in the dark black tower.

After not coming for a while, Cecil found that there were many more things in the dark tower that he hadn't seen before.

She walked to a large glass jar with her head in it, and looked carefully at the swollen head soaked in blue liquid.

This is a female head with hair loss. Although it is completely unrecognizable, its soft eyebrows are faintly visible.

"That's the head of the mutant. I found it in a deep alley." Bode explained to Cecil while sorting the test tube. "Don't touch it, because I can't be sure if it is still dangerous."

Cecil silently put down his half-raised hand.

"Okay, hand over your little pet." After a while, Bode sat lazily in front of Cecil and stretched out a hand to her, "I want to have a sympathy with him. "

"what?"

Before Cecil could react, the little octopus immediately hid in her sleeve.

"Synthesis, what's so surprising about this?" Bode raised his eyebrows and said with a tired smile, "Didn't you have a sense of communication with him before?"

"That's because..." Cecil was about to explain, two thin tentacles sticking out of her sleeves, waving like a human being shaking his head.

Cecilton realized: "He doesn't want to."

Bode: "..."

"What's unwilling to do with this?" Bode looked sad, "I wouldn't want it if it wasn't for you, a hapless student."

Upon hearing this, the little octopus stretched out a few more tentacles, waving harder.

Cecil: "..."

"Forget it, this kind of thing is not easy to force." She said roundly, "Well, I will discuss it with him when I go back. It should be fine tomorrow."

"All right." Bode reluctantly agreed.

After that, he asked Cecil to describe all the experiences she encountered in the fishing village, including the experience of going to the deep alley. Cecil told him all about it.

The teacher and the student discussed these two things carefully for a period of time, and learned the spell for another two hours, until it was dark before Cecil went back.

Kevin was not at home as always, and Arnold was recalled to the Knights and the house was deserted.

After Cecil and Lena finished their dinner, they first went back to the room and took a comfortable hot bath, then put on a light silk nightdress, sat casually on the side of the bed, recalling the conversation with Bode during the day.

"Lanny." She suddenly whispered.

The beautiful young man appeared in the fog, he looked at her obediently, and his tall and slender body cast a dim shadow in front of her.

"Why don't you want to have a synesthesia with Bode?" Cecil looked up at him slightly.

"No," Lenny replied.

"No? Why?" Cecil wondered, "Does synesthesia feel uncomfortable for you?"

Lanny shook his head: "No. It's just that the synaesthesia goes too deep."

"I just want to do with you."

Cecil: "..."

She immediately understood what Lanny meant.

Lanney believes that synesthesia is a very deep mutual thing, so he is unwilling to perform this ritual with others.

He is only willing to do this kind of thing with her. To him, she is the most special existence, the only person who can pry into his heart.

Realizing this, Cecil felt sweetness in his heart. She pursed her lower lip and said, "You would think so, I'm very happy..."

When Lanny heard the words, his eyes lit up, and he lowered his head slightly to look at her: "Then can I kiss you?"

…This guy really thinks about this all the time.

But Cecil did not want to refuse.

Because she is the same.

The tip of the girl’s ears turned red, and she whispered: "Yes..."

In the next second, Lannie leaned slightly, raised her finger, and raised her chin.

He kissed her lingeringly as usual, putting a hand behind her head, and gradually deepening the kiss.

They entangled with their lips and tongue, and Cecil had difficulty breathing when he kissed him, his body was a little soft, and his hands were involuntarily supporting his waist.

Suddenly, she felt something cold slowly winding along the back of her instep, wrapping her ankle.

It is creamy, cold and moist.

Coolness climbed up to her little by little, leaving a string of sticky water stains on the inside of her delicate skin.

She shrank her body subconsciously, and raised her eyes slightly to look at Lanny.

Those emerald green eyes looked wet, deep and hot, and they became more attractive under the dim light.

Lanny lowered her eyes to meet her watery gaze, pressed her forehead lightly, and uttered a strangely low voice: "Do you like me doing this?"

Seeing such eyes, Cecil could not say the words of rejection.

So she pursed her lips without making a sound.

Lanny started to kiss her eyes, ears, and lips. The fine and dense kiss fell silently, and the soft ends of the hair swept across her skin, touching every cell in her body with the ambiguous coolness.

Cecil's body gradually heated up.

Lannie's kiss slowly descended along her slender neck, and she smelled a cold and quiet fragrance in the alternation of cold and hot.

It's Lenny's breath.

The fragrance is seductive and gentle, like a soft and wildly growing vine, which has unknowingly entangled her. Like a secret and gloomy rose garden, flowering branches penetrate every corner.

Cecil's head became groggy.

She subconsciously hugged Lanny tightly, and her body pressed against him unconsciously.

The dim candlelight gradually dimmed.

She felt her sanity gradually shattered, and the fierce tide surged over everything about her, drowning along with her soul.

The blue waves undulate, rippling, and blending in the dark night.

Never stopped.