Chapter 21: Wrap around the neck, gradually increase the force

Sofa.

Luo Xixue’s illness came quickly—and severely.

Her lips, pale cherry in color and lacking warmth, parted slightly, releasing a faint moan almost impossible to hear.

She was far too weak.

Ye Kui supported Luo Xixue’s body, letting her lean on his shoulder.

Scorching breath slipped from her against his collarbone, seeping into his shirt.

The warm dampness made Ye Kui frown.

Sure enough, she was very weak.

He pulled out the thermometer from under the girl’s arm.

He glanced at it.

Almost at the top.

Fever.

But fortunately, Ye Kui was prepared.

……

An hour later.

Ye Kui placed half an egg in front of Zina, allowing her slippery tentacle to coil around both the egg and his finger.

Ye Kui looked toward the silver-haired girl curled up on the sofa.

On the table beside her sat the Home Medicine Box, and Ye Kui had already stuffed a dose of Antipyretic Medicine into the girl’s mouth.

At first, the girl clenched her teeth tightly, stubbornly refusing to open no matter how he tried to pry them apart.

He had to put in considerable effort… before he could coax her mouth open.

He had no idea what the girl was dreaming about in her illness, but she insisted on biting his finger to sleep soundly.

Only then did she relax her frown.

Ye Kui let her hold on for more than ten minutes before finally managing to pull his finger out.

He looked at his fingertip, soaked and pale from her warm mouth, covered in tiny tooth marks.

At the time, Zina nearly exploded, about to twist this bold, fragile thing to bits with her tentacles!

Fortunately, Ye Kui noticed Zina’s jealousy and quickly placed his hand in front of her.

Zina chose the finger that Luo Xixue had just bitten, wrapping it tightly and secreting mucus, coating it up and down with her own scent until the original was entirely covered—only then did her irritation subside a little.

The girl’s brows relaxed further.

Her small body curled up, looking even more delicate, her sleeping face peaceful and cute.

Very soon, consciousness returned.

Luo Xixue opened her silver eyes, raised her little head to look around, then met Ye Kui’s gaze in confusion.

Ye Kui raised his hand and waved it in front of her.

“Luo Xixue, what is this?”

Ye Kui held up an index finger, wanting to see how much Luo Xixue had recovered.

Luo Xixue stared straight at the finger.

“This is food,”

She said, grabbing his hand with her small one.

Ah-woo.

Her mouth bit down, swallowing.

Silver teeth slowly gnawed.

Suddenly, Luo Xixue wrinkled her face in distaste, spitting his finger out and ptu-ptuing twice to the side.

“What’s this weird liquid on your finger? It’s so fishy and bitter!”

Ye Kui: ?

Ye Kui paused, bringing his finger to his nose to sniff lightly.

He didn’t smell any strange fishy or bitter odor—instead, there were two faint fragrances.

Wait!

Ye Kui put down his finger.

What kind of perverted thing was he even doing?

“Luo Xixue, it seems you’re still not fully alert. Rest early.”

From the way Luo Xixue had bitten his finger just now, she was still somewhat muddled.

Ye Kui raised his hand and touched her forehead.

Not hot anymore.

Her face wasn’t so red either.

“Wow, so cute.”

Luo Xixue’s attention landed on Zina on the table.

The little octopus had somehow crawled down from Ye Kui and was crawling softly across the tabletop.

“Teacher, can I touch it?”

Before Ye Kui could reply, Luo Xixue tried reaching out a finger…

Pa!

A small tentacle slapped her hand.

Zina had just wanted to assert dominance.

But Luo Xixue immediately pulled her finger back, her eyes turning red.

Her already pale face made the redness especially obvious.

Luo Xixue looked at Ye Kui with grievance.

“Teacher, this little octopus is so fierce. It bit me and it hurts”

“Teacher, can you blow on it for me?”

Zina: ???

Zina froze.

She clearly hadn’t bitten…

Wait!

Zina understood.

This little green tea!

How hateful!!!

Ye Kui took Luo Xixue’s finger, examined it carefully, saw no bite marks, but still blew on it.

“There, Luo Xixue. Go to sleep now.”

Luo Xixue let out a satisfied hum, shot Zina a deep look, and wheeled herself toward the room Ye Kui had prepared for her.

Then—she slipped and fell from the wheelchair onto the floor.

“Teacher, I think I overestimated myself…”

Luo Xixue turned her head, eyes pleading at Ye Kui.

Ye Kui stepped forward, slid his arm under her armpit and behind her knees, and lifted her with one hand.

His other hand carried her wheelchair.

He walked inside.

On the table, the pink little octopus puffed up in anger, transforming into a Pufferfish, about to explode.

Despicable scheming girl!!!

Under the lights, countless shadows burst forth, dancing wildly!

But soon, the living room returned to calm.

……

“Teacher, don’t you think this little octopus you keep is a bit too intelligent?”

Inside the room, on the bed, the silver-haired girl wrapped in the Bed Quilt spoke softly.

“I’ve never seen such a smart octopus.”

Ye Kui thought about it.

It really was quite intelligent.

“Don’t worry. I have control over it.”

Maybe it was about to evolve.

Ye Kui caught the meaning behind Luo Xixue’s words—she was worried Zina would do something to him.

Ye Kui felt reassured.

For some reason, he trusted his little octopus.

“Now, sleep well.”

Ye Kui glanced down.

Her white little feet had slipped out from under the Bed Quilt.

He lifted the covers to tuck them in, smoothing the corners.

Luo Xixue slowly closed her eyes, lips softly pouting.

“That’s not certain…”

“Good night, Teacher!”

“Mm, good night.”

“Oh, by the way, Teacher, did you use this Bed Quilt before?”

“Don’t worry, it’s new. I haven’t used it.”

“That’s really too bad.”

Ye Kui: Hm? What are you regretting??

……

After leaving the room, Ye Kui grabbed Zina from the table and placed her in the Fish Tank.

Then, yawning, he returned to his own bedroom to rest.

The lights went out.

The living room fell silent.

Time ticked by.

Inside the Fish Tank, a few tiny bubbles rose and burst on the water’s surface.

Unnoticed, midnight arrived.

A soft sound of water breaking echoed.

Snow-white feet stepped gently onto the floor.

Droplets slid down slim calves, pooling around delicate ankles, slipping into the crevice between foot and floor.

A hand stretched upward in a lazy arc.

A graceful body moved like a Sea Spirit, and from her back, countless tentacles erupted, dancing and crawling up the walls and ceiling, spraying mucus in twisted patterns.

Soon, with a thought, the purple-haired woman retracted all her tentacles.

A strand of purple hair fell across her chest, wet and gleaming.

Within those Crystal Eyes, coldness like the ocean lingered as she gazed at Ye Kui’s bedroom.

Then, she shifted her gaze toward another room.

Her lips curled.

She stepped forward, leaving a trail of wet footprints on the floor.

……

Inside the room.

The Moon peeked from the clouds, cool moonlight streaming through the window and spilling over the bed, shrouding the sleeping girl in a dreamy veil.

Silver hair shimmered like exquisite silk.

Two slender white arms lay exposed, soft as mochi.

The girl’s nose was delicate, her cherry lips a tender red.

Her breath was faint and gentle, like a kitten’s.

By the bed, the purple-haired woman hid in shadow—right where the moonlight didn’t reach.

She stared at Luo Xixue on the bed, Crystal Eyes hazy with mist, dark filth churning at the bottom.

Jealous tentacles drifted from the shadow, slithering into the moonlight, wrapping around the girl’s neck bit by bit.

Just a little force would be enough to snap it.

The girl’s face grew red.

Her breathing grew erratic.

But—the toxin in the mucus made her eyelids feel heavy as lead, impossible to open.

Cold from the deep sea spilled out, filling every corner of the room.