My Online Girlfriend Has Tentacles!

Ye Qing has had an online girlfriend for a year. Her girlfriend is gentle and considerate. Whenever they talk on the phone, her cool, clear voice feels like a spring breeze brushing past willow branches, soft and low, filled with tenderness.

Though they'd never met, Ye Qing, who'd first been drawn to her voice, had fallen head over heels. Whenever the pressure of studying became too much, Ye Qing would call her.

Her online girlfriend was perfect: considerate in every way, and always sending Ye Qing money now and then. Ye Qing should have been satisfied, but she had a few problems she found hard to talk about.

Her online girlfriend was not only clingy, but also controlling and possessive. She had an insatiable appetite in bed, too, and even mailed Ye Qing a bunch of little toys. Every time they talked on the phone, she would demand that Ye Qing use them for her.

When it happened only occasionally, Ye Qing could listen to her girlfriend's voice, blush with embarrassment, and bite the blanket as she gave in and whimpered. But when it happened too often, Ye Qing's back simply couldn't take it.

And whenever Ye Qing tried to slack off or humor her girlfriend, the other woman always seemed to know, even through the phone line.

At her wits' end, Ye Qing finally brought herself to break up with her girlfriend just before their first anniversary, and even blocked her outright.

Ye Qing thought they'd never cross paths again.

Who could have guessed what would happen on the night of their anniversary, half a month later?

In the middle of the night, Ye Qing woke from a dream and saw a ghostly figure standing beside her bed.

In the moonlight, she could make out the woman's stunning, bewitching face, like that of a sinister ghost. She also recognized her as Xie Shixu, the aloof, celibate professor who had nothing to do with her!

Behind her, Ye Qing saw countless terrifying tentacle-shaped shadows twisting into view. They fought to wrap around and envelop her, even attacking one another over the right to claim her.

Already bound hand and foot by those tentacles, Ye Qing watched the scene, her little face turning deathly pale with terror.

Just as Ye Qing was about to faint from fear, the ghostly figure held her tenderly, licking the dampness at the corner of her eye. In the familiar voice Ye Qing knew so well, she spoke softly, with a sick, obsessive devotion.

"I've come for you, Qingqing."

Ye Qing, her little face pale: Help! My online girlfriend came to catch me, and she has tentacles!

After that night, Ye Qing's online girlfriend became real. Once her fear subsided, Ye Qing accepted her, even if her girlfriend was different from other people.

But Ye Qing still had one problem.

Having a clingy girlfriend with an overabundance of hands had its downsides. She seemed impossible to satisfy. Day and night, Ye Qing was bound hand and foot by her girlfriend's tentacles, endlessly tormented by the tentacles yearning for her. In the bedroom, the bathroom, the living room...

Her girlfriend came up with all sorts of ways to take what she wanted, and it was even harder for Ye Qing to handle than their phone calls had been.

At night,

Ye Qing trembled all over, crying until the corners of her eyes turned red. Her lashes glistened with tiny tears, and she hoarsely stammered that they should break up. But the woman who looked so aloof and celibate bent down, used the tip of her crimson tongue to lap away the moisture at Ye Qing's eye, and answered with something completely unrelated.

"There are still three tentacles left tonight."

Xie Shixu had a little girlfriend whose scent was sweet and tempting.

But the girl who had said just yesterday that she loved her turned around the next day and asked to break up. Xie Shixu could barely restrain her dark thoughts.

[Take complete possession of her! Mark her as yours!]

[Then lay your eggs inside her.]

[Delicate, frequently worn-out Ye Qing × Professor who only pretends to be celibate but is actually a predator]

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