Abnormality

Purcens didn't mean to kill the little things.

Because the little things are too disobedient.

Either throwing myself off the washing machine in the bathroom, or throwing myself on the floor in the kitchen.

Clearly aware of these things, it is surprisingly rare, so I have to continue to try.

The blankets were neatly folded, and there was a dark object in the middle, which was 337.

The blanket was placed in Pu Censi's arms, and 337 nestled between the blankets.

Its tentacles slowly bent down, and when they got close to the body, they quickly lifted up again.

The little thing is dozing.

"If you're sleepy, don't mess around here."

Purcens stopped rummaging through the materials, twisted up the corners of the blanket, and covered it.

"337 wants to accompany the person in charge, but the person in charge has read the materials all night, and still doesn't go to bed. It's clear that this is disobedience, and 337 is still so aggressive during the day."

337 hummed dissatisfiedly.

The corners of Purcens' lips raised slightly, this little thing was trying to settle accounts with him for the day.

"What's wrong with you?"

Mentioning this, the guy on the blanket raised his tentacles angrily.

"Every time the person in charge scolds 337, 337's love for the person in charge will decrease so much." It gestured with its tentacles, "You know? 337 feels extremely uncomfortable watching them flow away from his heart."

337 was washed very clean today, Pu Cens gently pinched its tentacles.

Soft and cool.

Scared by this move, 337 immediately retracted his tentacles.

It thought it was Purcens warning it.

It muffled: "Okay, 337 won't argue with the person in charge."

The longer we spend together, the more every word and deed of this little guy can impress him.

Even Purcens did not know why.

Once, Pu Cens took 337 out. Originally, he planned to let 337 go on that day.

337 doesn't fit in his hands.

It is gradually recovering, and when the time comes, it will participate in the experiment again and endure the 150 nine days of pain again.

But the little thing actually said it loved him.

Then the word forever was added.

He in turn said that it does not understand love.

The little thing said it learned it again.

In the end, he didn't say the words to let the little thing go.

For 337, who is an experiment, the entire earth is dangerous. If he is allowed to go away and be seen by other humans, there will be a wave of waves.

What can 337 do in the end?

Even he doesn't know.

How obedient can 337 be?

Those humans don't know either.

Every time Pu Censi went out, 337 would lie on his stomach at the door, waiting for him to come home.If it saw him, 337 rushed towards him directly, and because of its speed, the two tentacles fluttered backward like silk.

Its voice, its manner, its words.

Always makes people's hearts flutter.

None of these things make sense.

Just like 337 trusts him so much, there is no clear reason.

337 likes to use his tentacles to hook the small watering can he bought, water the flowers and plants on the balcony, and then run downstairs to pick off the little snails that climbed on the green plants on the windowsill and put them on the leaves outside.

Purcens needed to teach it, so naturally he had to pay attention to its every move all the time.

During the day, this little guy likes to keep the house clean, and Pu Cens doesn't need to worry about it at all.

In the evening, the little guy was very happy to burrow into Pu Cens's arms. He washed himself clean, and his body was covered with a faint scent of jasmine.

If Purcens hadn't known that this guy just liked to cling to him, he would have thought it was a naked seduction.