Coveted After Becoming a Monster [Quick Transmigration] 14

Chapter 14:

Because of her “prior conviction,” the little octopus inevitably fell into a memory.

She thought of how she had poured coconut juice into Ji Yulin’s mouth when she was unconscious, and although Ji Yulin didn’t know, she could probably guess from the marks around her lips when she woke up.

So, what did Ji Yulin mean by that?

Her tentacles fidgeted unconsciously, tapping the floor again and again. At some point, the drenched little octopus had turned bright red again, like a glass bead fished out of boiling water.

Feed her water?

How?

Li An tried to banish the memories from her mind and struggled to lift the cup between her tentacles.

The half-full cup of water sloshed, nearly spilling over the rim and drenching the little octopus again.

But even with so much effort, the cup was still a good distance from Ji Yulin.

And for some reason, Ji Yulin, who had been trying so hard just a moment ago, was now leaning against the wall, her eyes lowered, watching Li An.

Her gaze fell on Ji Yulin’s lips. She didn’t know if it was just her imagination, but they seemed dry. Even the previously inconspicuous lip lines had become clear, making the wound on her lower lip even more vivid. It was just a small cut, yet it hadn’t healed for a long time, and beads of blood kept appearing.

It made Li An’s feelings even more complicated. Her gaze dropped, following her collarbone down to her full chest.

Because she had left in a hurry, Ji Yulin’s clothes were not properly fastened. The white shirt, with only one button loosely done, was half-revealing, and the hem was still stained from her fall earlier.

Li An’s gaze darted around, looking but not daring to really look. Her eyes shifted back and forth, and she felt guilty before she even began.

Do I really have to do it like before?

The well-behaved, proper little octopus took a step forward, then retreated to her original spot.

As if sensing her dilemma, Ji Yulin lowered her eyes, her thick lashes casting a faint gray shadow on her eyelids. She said with a forced bravado, “It’s okay, I’ll be fine after a little rest.”

She added comfortingly, “I’m not thirsty.”

But the moment she finished speaking, she bit her lip. The bead of blood was licked away, leaving only a slightly savage-looking wound.

She said again, “It’s okay…”

Li An was already filled with guilt. Seeing this, the last bit of hesitation in her heart vanished. Only one sentence echoed in her mind.

Li An, you have no conscience! You’re not even an octopus!

Instantly, the little octopus put down the cup with a plop. Her eyes were filled with determination. Without hesitation, she plunged two tentacles into the cup, scrubbing them left and right, even cleaning the inside of her suckers until they were spotless. Then, she resolutely turned around, held the two tentacles high, and pattered back the way she came.

She climbed onto the table, then the water pitcher, and finally, after soaking two tentacles with water, she held them up and pattered back.

In the blink of an eye, she was in front of Ji Yulin, but she didn’t rush to climb. Instead, she first went to the cup and rinsed all her remaining tentacles before leaping onto Ji Yulin.

Ji Yulin didn’t speak, her gaze never leaving the little octopus.

The hand hanging by her side twitched, as if wanting to lift, but she restrained herself, letting the little octopus hold up her tentacles and struggle upward on her own.

The little creature had few expressions, as if she were completely focused on her great cause of feeding her water. But the higher she climbed, the redder her skin became. The remaining water on her body was dried by her rising temperature.

But it wasn’t Li An’s fault for being so useless. Although it was the second time, the first time, Ji Yulin had been wearing a diving suit and was completely unconscious.

Although an octopus’s tentacles were sensitive, what she had actually touched was the cool, smooth fabric. It wasn’t until she reached her neck that she touched something else, and at that time, Li An’s heart was filled with worry, making it difficult to feel anything else. But this time…

For the first time, Li An felt like she had three hearts, and each one was pounding.

The thin shirt fabric couldn’t block the warmth. Her tentacles pressed against the delicate, soft skin. Only by using her suckers could she barely keep her balance.

Her abdomen, her abs, and then she stepped on the last rib.

Before, Li An had thought she was too small. Now, she wondered why she was so big.

Six tentacles shrank and shrank, wishing she could be like a ballerina, walking completely on her tiptoes.

Her breathing, intentionally or not, grew heavier, and the rise and fall of her abdomen became more pronounced.

The little octopus felt as if she had fallen into the softest of beds, swayed back and forth by gentle waves.

A tentacle climbing toward her ribs accidentally slipped, pressing back onto her stomach.

“Mmm…”

Ji Yulin let out a muffled groan, the faint upward lilt of her voice tantalizing.

The little octopus’s body instantly stiffened. She looked at the other woman in a bit of a panic.

She didn’t realize she was being teased and even looked as if she had done something wrong.

The mischievous person’s expression softened slightly, and she comforted her in a low voice, “It’s okay, take your time, don’t fall.”

Where they were touching, their body temperatures rose. The tentacles rubbed, leaving marks.

Li An glanced down, saw them, and quickly lifted her head, guiltily wiping at them with a tentacle.

Not only did she fail to wipe them clean, but she made them spread, soaking the shirt.

The little octopus didn’t dare to look again. As if there were a fire behind her, she scrambled forward.

She reached the ribs again.

Her tentacles paused. The little octopus looked up at Ji Yulin, then looked down without meeting her gaze. Then, just as before, she practically flattened herself into a piece of octopus paper, turning sideways and struggling to squeeze through the middle.

A tentacle accidentally lifted the shirt a little, and she quickly tightened her grip.

The little octopus was burning red. The tentacles, soaked with water, were almost steaming. In the end, she was so flustered that she was almost running. She had just managed to slip out and hadn’t even had a chance to breathe a sigh of relief when Ji Yulin suddenly coughed.

She coughed wretchedly, her whole body shaking, her chest rising and falling.

“Cough cough cough, cough.”

The little octopus, who had been walking on tiptoe, was already wobbly. Now she was shaking even more, swaying left and right. Her raised tentacles tried to grab something, but she fell backward, tumbling into the rising and falling softness.

“Cough cough, cough cough.”

The coughing continued. The bright red octopus held up two tentacles, like she had fallen into a soft trampoline, bouncing up and down. The shirt was pushed open, creating a hollow, and she was forced to move continuously toward the middle.

By the time Li An came back to her senses from the blankness and realized her current situation, only one sentence popped into her mind.

It’s over, it’s over, she’s going to be a hooligan again.

Is it too late to pretend to be a mentally challenged child now?

Oh, wait, she is…

The little octopus, lying on her back, silently closed her eyes.

The first time is raw, the second time is familiar. This time, she didn’t even rush to run away. After a few back-and-forths, the little octopus was tired herself. She couldn’t be bothered to salvage her image anymore. After all, this place was soft enough, and she brazenly didn’t get up.

From a distance, the scene was very comical.

The half-sitting person was a mess, as if she had been ravaged by someone. Her disheveled hair was messy, and the corners of her upturned eyes still held the glint of tears from her coughing. The wound on her lower lip was bleeding again, adding a touch of pitifulness to her cool features. And the shirt she was wearing was now completely unbuttoned, half-open to reveal a good deal of scenery. Her fair skin had become a canvas that could be freely painted on, smeared with chaotic marks.

But in this decadent and beautiful scene, there was a bright red little octopus.

This creature was lying in the most inappropriate of places, still holding up those two tentacles, like a little zombie from a TV show, stretching them stiffly toward the ceiling, her eyes tightly shut, her face a picture of despair.

It’s over… it’s really over…

Her face, her good behavior, her propriety…

Her thoughts spun, and the more she thought, the more desperate she became.

Finally, the little octopus secretly clenched her tentacles and made a vow.

In this lifetime, I can never let Ji Yulin know! That there’s an adult’s! soul! hidden inside this little octopus’s body!

She will forever be Ji Yulin’s stupid little octopus.