Under the undulating thin quilt, in the shadows that are not seen, in seductive secrecy, the octopus's eight brachiopods secrete more and more transparent mucus, which hangs on it as its suction cups are adsorbed and scraped, wrapped and wrapped, and swayed with the shaking.

When some roll down, they are pulled to the extreme and turn into transparent silk threads, weaving a fine net to wrap the man's fragility.

The sleeping man's chest rose and fell slightly, and what he endured between his eyebrows was not pain but subtle pleasure, which made people want to remove the abstinence that wrapped him layer by layer, crush his reason and make him rise and fall in pieces, and feel the trembling that he endured to the extreme.

Jian Fan seemed to have a dream, which is a dream that men will have.

It's just that the protagonist in the dream is not a person, but a thick and huge tentacle.

He was so restrained that he struggled to break free, and as he tried to back off, something reached into his clothes.

The discomfort of being cold and sticky, and his scalp tingling made him tense.

Then countless slime-laden tentacles surged towards him, and they wrapped around him like snakes, their gaping suction cups biting him and rubbing him repeatedly.

Instinctive disgust made him want to run, but his legs were entangled.

Then the mind seemed to be broken, and the disgusting tentacles turned into a good-looking man.

Chao Nian went up, he grabbed the man's arm, cut the other party's hands back, and pressed the other party's waist tightly......

The tight, wet explode in the night sky like fireworks.

As the Adam's apple rolled rapidly, Jian Fu instantly bent his legs and arched his body.

In the afterglow that made people dizzy, Jian Fan's chin raised with his head raised was curled, and the tails of his slightly closed eyes seemed to be dyed flushed.

The octopus, which had been in the secret place, seemed to be awakened, crawling between its legs at a great speed, and then silently crawling from the empty place to the end of the bed.

Just as the shadows crept up to the end of the bed, Jian Fan finally regained consciousness from the afterglow.

With his bent legs down, he sat up and turned on the light, his long arms stretched out to lift the thin quilt that had slipped down to his abdomen.

In the dim light of the nightlight, he saw a confused scene, and thinking of the strange and indescribable dream just now, Jian Fan raised his hand to cover his eyes.

It is normal for an adult who has been abstinent for a long time to have dreams like that.

But why is it ...... in the dream? A white octopus?

It looks too similar to the teppanyaki that grew up!

“……”

At this moment, Professor Jian was speechless, and his shame made him cover his eyes and not move.

So I didn't even notice that the door was pushed open by a tiny gap.

Then it closed silently.

It wasn't until after a while that Jian Fan got up and changed the sheets.

When I went to the bathroom, I found that my door was unlocked.

He was stunned and subconsciously looked towards the fish tank.

I saw teppanyaki floating on the water with his wrists and feet limp as if he had eaten and drunk enough.

His eyes slid over the white, slender wrists and feet, and his breath stagnated for a moment as the images of his dreams slipped through his mind.

He would have dreamed of an octopus...... And it's so small......

The shame of betrayal made Professor Jian quickly look away, and hurriedly threw the dirty quilt in his hand into the washing machine.

After rinsing, he quickly returned to his room and closed the door, as if to make up for his mistake and as if to hide his shame, he even locked the door.

At this moment, a thunderclap fell, and lightning streaked across the night sky.

"Boom" it's raining.

Perhaps because last night's dream was too unbearable to look at, Professor Jian looked away at a very fast speed when he saw the little round head in the morning, and walked into the bathroom with a blank face.

In a dream, Shaw thinks of an octopus?

Professor Jane's strong sense of morality made him feel uncomfortable, and he even began to subconsciously stay away from the baby octopus, and he would quickly walk away after feeding the food every day, without looking at the fish tank again.

It's like trying to get rid of the filth from your mind.

He slept with the door locked for the past two days.

What finally relieved him was that he never had that strange and unspeakable dream at night.

Compared to his ease, the little octopus is more impatient.

Once Jian Fan came home, he would try his best to crawl out of the fish tank and try to stick it to him.

On the first day, when Jian Fan came home and was just about to cook, the little thing crawled into the kitchen, and was finally thrown back into the fish tank by the net.

As a result, it was thrown once, and after a while it slipped out of the fish tank, and when Jian Fan found it, it had quietly crawled to his feet, and its wriggling wrists and feet were about to wrap around his ankles.

Jian Fan kicked it away without hesitation, and the little thing "snapped" and fell to the floor.

It was stunned for a long time, and a pair of blue eyes looked particularly aggrieved when it looked at Jian Fan.

Thinking that it would be quiet now, Jian Fan ignored it, but the dog was quiet for only a few minutes, and crawled towards him with a thief heart.

Looking at its wriggling eight wrists and feet, Jian Fan inexplicably remembered the absurd dream again.

Jun's face instantly turned cold.

It's time to add one more dish tonight.

After throwing the small things into the fish tank, Jian Fan went to the nearest supermarket.

So in the evening, Jian Mao went to the supermarket to buy a few frozen octopus, thawed and salted for half an hour before Jian Fu walked to the living room.

The little thing, which didn't know what was going to happen next, floated up from the bottom of the water almost as fast as it could when it saw Jian Fu walk in.

The eight wrists and feet squirmed eagerly, as if they wanted to stick to Jian Fan's body immediately.

When Jian Fan used the net bag to bring it out of the water, his wrists and feet scrambled to crawl along the handle of the net towards his wrist.

Unceremoniously shook the net pocket vigorously, shaking off its outstretched tentacles, Jian Fan said as he walked towards the kitchen: "Teppanyaki, do you know how much humans like to eat octopuses like you?" ”

The little thing immediately raised its head.

Glancing at the blue eyes, Jian Fan hooked his lips.

Returning to the kitchen with the little octopus, at first the little thing always tried to stretch out its wrists and feet until Jian Fu brought the thawed and marinated octopus to it.

It tilted its head, staring at Jian Fan with a pair of slippery eyes, and did not move.

"It's your kind, isn't it?" Professor Jian patiently brought the pickled little octopus closer, shook it as if he wanted the little thing in front of him to see clearly, and chuckled, "I believe you should know your own kind." ”

With that, he raised the net pocket a little higher to make sure it could see the pan, and then threw the marinated octopus directly into the pan.

Suddenly, the smoke was everywhere, and the little thing in the net pocket immediately shrank its head, and its wrists and feet began to squirm uneasily, and soon it twisted its head again as if it was asking for help, looking in the direction of Jian Fan, looking weak, innocent and pitiful.

Jian Fan did not relent, and pressed the octopus in the pot with a spatula to remove the water with a blank face.

It seemed that it was Jian Fan's indifference that frightened it, and the few tentacles of the little thing quickly hugged its head, and even its eyes were blocked by its wrists and feet, and it really shrunk into a large rice ball.

The corners of Jian Fan's lips were slightly raised, but he still didn't let it go.

Holding a net bag in one hand to make sure it can see, the other hand readily puts the sliced Erjing strips and millet peppers into the pot, pours in light soy sauce, monosodium glutamate, salt, and chopped green onions to consume oil, and the spicy and fragrant smell immediately spreads in the kitchen.

In order to prevent future troubles, Jian Fan also deliberately put small things on the dining table to face him face to face when eating.

Perhaps it was out of the hot environment, at this moment its wrists and feet holding its head had been put down, a pair of round eyes stared at Jian Fan, just when its wrists and feet couldn't hold back and approached the back of his hand, I saw Jian Fan staring at the little octopus, picking up a stir-fried tentacle from the plate and slowly sending it to his mouth.

The little thing's wriggling wrists and feet immediately curled up in place, looking like it was frightened.

When he was about to be sent to the import, Jian Fan also reminded "See?" This is the end of disobedience. ”

The little thing looked at Jian Fan, motionless as if he was scared stupid.

Seeing this, Jian Fu was very satisfied and put the tentacles into his mouth

At the moment when he chewed, the little thing seemed to be frightened, and in an instant all the wrists and feet squirmed wildly.

And its blue eyes seemed to be staring at Jian Fan's mouth, and the strange light in his eyes became brighter and brighter.

Thinking that it finally knew its fear and fear, Jian Fan was very satisfied, but without the slightest softness, he picked up a slender tentacle and sent it to his mouth, which was fragrant, spicy and Q bomb, and tasted excellent.

Chewing and swallowing carefully, the capsaicin of the two wattles and millet peppers quickly turned the lips red.

When he eats one, he has to take a look at the small octopus opposite.

The overhead light fell into my eyes, and when I raised my eyes, it was like a lake in spring with a thin floating light.

The wrists and feet of the little thing on the opposite side were already unbearable, or they were squirming uncontrollably, staring at Jian Fan's eyes with a strange ghostly light that was terrifying, like a hunter watching the prey that was about to jump into a trap.

Jian Fan, who didn't feel the danger at all, was still enjoying the deliciousness.

The reddened lips opened and closed, and the Adam's apple wriggled even more frantically as it rolled as it swallowed, and one of its twisted wrists and feet became noticeably thicker.

Its uneasy appearance made Jian Fan raise an eyebrow, but as if he had found amusement, he picked up an extraordinarily thick wrist and foot, stared at the small thing opposite him defiantly, and then sent the thick tentacle into his mouth.

At this moment, the little thing's eyes shone with excitement to the extreme, and all the wriggling wrists and feet trembled violently......

Just as Jian Fan lowered his head to pick up the vegetables, the little thing had already crawled in front of him in a twisted manner.

As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw a wrist wrapped around the back of his hand at great speed.

This time they seemed to be really scared, and their wrists and feet wrapped Jian Fan extremely tightly.

Friction and twisting, absorbing and stalking, as if he wanted to encroach on all his hands.

When the cold and subtle tingling sensation hit his brain, Jian Fan had already unceremoniously ripped off the small object and threw it on the ground.

When he withdrew his hand, he found that the back of his hand was covered in clear slime.

It has a faint fishy salty smell.