After reading it, Tang Rou lifted her skirt and found that the hem of her skirt had become wet.
No. 17 hurriedly looked away and hid the tentacles guiltily.
Fortunately, Tang Rou didn't take it to heart. She asked curiously, "How is it? What do you think after reading it?"
Octopus froze, he didn't look at anything just now.
Fortunately, the expressionless face could not tell even if he had done something wrong, so Tang Rou didn't find any clues.
He tentatively said, "...Very, good?"
Then he saw his owner's expression of relief.
She smiled very softly and said, "It's very good. I think it's very good too."
Being praised.
He twitched his eyelashes and became happy.
The young man lowered his head carefully and brought his wet hair to her hand.
Tang Rou understood what he meant and rubbed the top of his wet dark green hair obediently.
"good."
The young man's long eyelashes, as moist as crow feathers, trembled even more.
Tang Rou turned on the light, stood up and walked to his cabin, looking expectantly for the little female octopus placed in his water tank.
That was the most beautiful female octopus in the entire mall. She took Aslan shopping around for two hours to select it.
I searched around and around, but didn't see anything.
In the crystal clear water tank, there was only No. 17 himself.
Could it be because the octopus was too small and was covered by his tentacles?
Tang Rou reached out and pulled at the young man's wet light blue tentacles, looking for the female octopus inside.
He didn't notice that the body in front of him stiffened, and the young man's long, slender eyelashes trembled rapidly, and he closed his eyelids slightly, with a look of intolerance.
Tang Rou searched for a long time but couldn't find the female octopus, but found that her waist was wrapped by his tentacles.
The little octopus looked shy and half-closed his eyes, looking like he was ready to pick whatever he wanted.
"..."
Tang Rou raised her hand and pushed him, "Where's the octopus?"
He said frankly, "I ate it."
Tang Rou, "...?"
Tang Rou, "??!!!"
Pupil earthquake.
"You ate it?!!"
The young man looked innocent and blinked, "Rou, isn't it for me to eat?"
"..." Tang Rou opened her mouth, feeling so at a loss for the first time in her life, "No, that octopus is for you..."
After holding it in for a long time, she covered her forehead and said, "Forget it."
Can't say it.
It’s too difficult to describe in words.
It’s so hard, it’s so hard to raise children.
.
When Aslan came to see Tang Rou again, he found her lying on the table. Although she was young, she looked like she had an indescribable sense of vicissitudes of life.
She asked doubtfully, "What's wrong with you?"
Tang Rou opened her eyes and was speechless.
His expression looked bitter.
A piece of her skirt was also wet, and Aslan exclaimed, "What's wrong with your skirt?"
After asking, he looked at the octopus on the side and realized that he had said nonsense.
The instigator is as quiet as a chicken, sitting in the water cabin, looking quiet and docile.
Aslan walked towards Tang Rou, sliding his fingers on the screen, flipping through the photos to display.
"Here are a few that I thought were good tonight. I like this one, called Carter."
Tang Rou opened her eyelids sadly, her expression dull.
Aslan asked, "Isn't he handsome?"
"so so."
"Is this normal?"
Aslan looked at the screen in confusion, and suddenly looked at No. 17.
No matter when he looked over, he was always staring at Tang Rou. The young man's face was inhumanly beautiful, flawless and flawless.
You can tell at a glance that it is definitely not human.
However, that look was slightly frightening.
"That's right. I'm afraid your aesthetics have been cultivated."
Aslan said sincerely:
"To be honest, No. 17 is really handsome. These sea creatures are indeed prettier than humans."
Tang Rou was noncommittal.
"If you are used to seeing this face, can you still find a boyfriend?"
Aslan chatted with Tang Rou and said the first thing he shouldn't have said tonight.
"Besides, he is so clingy. Can your boyfriend accept it if we fall in love in the future?"
It was originally said casually, but unexpectedly the young man suddenly looked away and cast his eyes on Aslan for the first time.
he asks,
"Boyfriend, what do you mean?"
Aslan was unaware and explained to him with a smile:
"It is the human behavior of two people being together, loving each other, and longing for each other to become their lifelong partner."
When she said these words, she must not have expected the horrific scene that was going to happen, like a world shattering.
…
The light is getting darker inch by inch.
Cold, damp.
It's like a dark green swamp.
The tentacles that suddenly erupted covered the entire laboratory like a tide, blocking the doors and windows, submerging the tables and chairs, and blocking the sky and sun. One or two rays of light from the incandescent lamp above the head were sparsely revealed from the rapidly climbing tentacles.
There was a terrifying low pressure in the air.
The out-of-control experimental subjects are left with only the desire to kill.
Tang Rou firmly protected Aslan and opened her arms to block her.
"Stop!"
They have been pushed into a corner and there is no way to retreat.
The only door in the room is covered in his tentacles.
In the dark green, the young man's eyes were as cold as ice, and his pale thin lips were pursed into a line.
Extremely dangerous tentacles were coiled in front of her, ready to attack. Once Tang Rou relaxed, she would start killing mode.
Aslan was already trembling with fear and huddled behind Tang Rou.
Being by her side all this time made her forget the indifference and danger of these alien creatures.
She stepped on the red line of the experimental subject, like stepping on a cat's tail.
She could feel that the terrifying creature was really murderous.
Tang Rou scolded again, "Stop, No. 17!"
The young man froze.
He slowly raised his eyes and looked at his owner.
Countless intertwined dark green tentacles cling to the wall, dividing the office into abstract geometric shapes, like a weird background board.
The young man stood tall and looked at them with lowered eyes, like an evil god looking down at the world.
Tang Rou's heart beat very fast.
No. 17's state was getting out of control. This feeling of being out of control had appeared for the second time. She had a hunch that this was just the beginning.
She thought rapidly, and finally tried a gentle policy, reaching out slowly to reach for the tentacle closest to her.
"Alfino, don't you even listen to me?"
As soon as the soft human palm came into contact, the tense tentacle immediately carefully restrained the horny thorns in the suction cup, for fear of cutting her.
"Yes, listen."
She comforted him gently twice and held it.
The tentacles wrapped around her arms along the slender wrist bones and climbed along the floor towards her legs.
Tang Rou took a step forward, but the young man looked relaxed and stepped back a little.
She continued to walk forward, her voice soft, "Go back, okay? Just be obedient, okay?"
His dark green eyes were locked on her face, and under the deceptive coaxing, he slowly regained some compliance.
The atmosphere was tense, and cold sweat broke out on Tang Rou's back.
But he was still gentle and tried his best to stabilize his emotions, "Alphinaud, don't be like this, you scared me."
Scared her?
The young man tilted his head and looked at his tentacles.
A feeling of sadness emerged from his dark green eyes for a second. He lowered his head and covered his face, feeling a sense of inferiority in his heart.