Tang Rou pulled the hair out of his mouth, feeling extremely confused.
"Why are you so scared all of a sudden?"
The young man lost her hair, her lips were pursed into a straight line, and her moist eyelashes were covered with water droplets, like the wings of a butterfly that were constantly flapping. She looked really frightened.
Tang Rou felt inexplicably guilty when he saw her, and she patted his head helplessly, "It's okay, it's okay, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, nothing's wrong, can you let me go first?"
But as he said this, his expression became aggrieved again.
As if letting her go would be such a huge harm.
He said, "No."
Then he put his head against her neck, his face buried in her collarbone through the thin fabric, and the warm body temperature made his body tense and tremble again.
"No, don't go."
His vision was a little blurry, but he stared unblinkingly at the light blue blood vessels under Tang Rou's neck. He could feel the blood flow and her pulse, and there was a dangerous aura of a predator watching its prey.
The water surface trembled, and water splashed on the ground constantly. The random current tortured his tense body, and his pale face was filled with a mixture of coldness and heat.
The translucent tentacles have graceful and smooth lines, restraining weak and slender humans.
He secretly bit her hair again.
Tang Rou took the trouble to pull the hair out of his mouth again and again until the ends of the hair became wet.
The mouths of these creatures are very clean and do not smell bad. The feeling of having their hair bitten is always not good.
She didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said with a straight face, "Don't bite me again!"
The octopus began to feel sad.
He murmured to himself, "Skinny..."
"What?"
"Rou, too thin, not good."
The tentacle lifted her up. Tang Rou exclaimed and held his arm unsteadily. She found that the other party was weighing her up and down as if measuring her weight. Her dark green eyes became more and more melancholy, "Light, Rou is very light,
not good."
Then, as if he had made a decision, his thick eyelashes cast a fan-like light shadow under his eyes, rising and falling with his breathing.
"for you……"
He extended his tentacles to her face, his face full of sincerity.
Tang Rou didn't understand, "What do you mean?"
"eat……"
Tang Rou clearly saw her own reflection in his clear dark green eyes, her mouth slightly opened with a look of astonishment on her face.
He passed his tentacle to her lips again, and at the same time looked away, as if he didn't dare to look at her, "Eat..."
??
Things turned scary instantly.
Tang Rou pushed him hard, but she was entangled in his tentacles, and her dangling toes couldn't even touch the ground. She just kept sitting on his arms, so she wouldn't feel tired.
Her retreat and resistance made the little octopus freeze, and its dark green eyes once again showed a hurt look, as helpless as an abandoned pet by its owner, "You don't want it?"
It seemed like I had suffered some great grievance.
Tang Rou had a series of question marks in her mind, but on the surface she was still a good parent who was willing to communicate with her children about psychological issues.
She asked tentatively, "Do you know what eating means?"
The young man nodded.
If he wasn't simply pitiful, Tang Rou would have thought he was driving.
"Eat you? Is this it?" She pointed to the packing box stored in the trash can, "Eat you like little wontons?"
The young man nodded again, his eyes filled with anticipation.
"Why?" Tang Rou couldn't help but scare him with a sinister tone, "If you eat it, you will die."
As she leaned forward as she spoke, the young man's eyelashes trembled uneasily twice again, now looking more like shyness.
"It will grow out..."
Does this mean the tentacles can regenerate?
Not that stupid.
Tang Rou continued to scare him, "What if I want to eat you all? You will be eaten up by me and you will die?"
The young man froze and asked, "After eating it all, you won't be able to see Rou... anymore?"
"You won't be able to see me after you finish eating." Tang Rou nodded and said in a solemn tone, "If you want to be eaten by me, I will eat them all. Braised in braise, steamed and stir-fried, and eat slowly in the freezer if you can't finish it.
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The eyes widened slightly, and the next second, he hugged Tang Rou suddenly, his body trembling.
Tang Rou was choked so hard that she couldn't breathe. She beat his arm and couldn't help coughing.
The octopus hurriedly let her go again, drooping the tips of its tentacles as if regretful.
He pursed his lips and his eyelashes trembled, as if he was engaged in some kind of ideological struggle.
He raised his eyes and asked sincerely, "Rou, do you want to eat all of me?"
"..." Tang Rou reflected on herself, she felt that this sentence was astringent.
There is something wrong with her thinking, she is dirty.
She knew that the little octopus was eating one thing and the other. He was just a simple child who had just been hatched less than three years ago.
But even though he was a child, it didn't stop Tang Rou from playing pranks. After all, No. 17 today was very unusual and disobedient.
She nodded and said very seriously, "If you want me to eat you, I will eat you all, the kind that will kill you."
This time he didn't hesitate, looked directly into her eyes, nodded, "Okay."
"Okay?" Tang Rou was surprised, "You will die."
He still said, "Okay." He looked willing to do so.
Tang Rou was confused instead.
At this time, she had not realized what it meant in nature for a male animal to be willingly eaten by a female.
He is a highly intelligent creature with a human appearance and infinite dangerous potential. Tang Rou always subconsciously regards him as a simple and harmless similar creature, but she forgets that such a similar creature still has some kind of instinctive talent.
"You're not repaying the kindness of that little wonton, are you?" She looked at him suspiciously.
The octopus obviously didn't understand.
But he could guess that Tang Rou had misunderstood what he meant. This misunderstanding made him feel very sad, as if she had truly ignored her.
The tentacles once again wrapped around her eagerly, pulling her towards her body, and started chanting again, "Rou, I, Rou..."
He wanted to explain, to express his burning emotions, and to make her feel his strong and deep love. Unfortunately, his vocabulary and language system were not perfect, making it difficult for him to fully describe his feelings.
He pressed close to her eagerly, using physical contact to express his unspoken love.
Tang Rou was startled and struggled hurriedly, "Don't make trouble, let go..."
"Wow--"
As a result, in such an abnormal state on the 17th, Tang Rou was pulled by him and fell into the pool, getting soaked all over.
"number 17!"
She was completely angry, "What's wrong with you?"
The tank of the breeding chamber was not very deep, and the tentacles held her up and dragged her out of the water. Tang Rou coughed and glared at him, "Am I too spoiled to you recently? Or do you not want to stay in my laboratory anymore?
?Should we find you a new breeder?"
"soft!"
His pupils suddenly narrowed, revealing panic and anger uncontrollably.
Tang Rou slapped away the tentacles that were wrapped around him, "Don't touch me!"
"..." This cold voice was like a bucket of cold water being poured down. The young man's pitiful anger was immediately extinguished and turned into a pleading whisper, "Rou..."