Wen Shuo woke up after being hit with a stick. His body was poisoned, and the tumor in his brain was about to burst. Thinking back to the company's bankruptcy and his friends who had stabbed him in the back, he felt like he had the desire to kill.
But what's up with those cute little tentacles in front of the bed?
It's so bouncy, so fleshy, and ready to move, as if it wants to touch me soon.
However, the tentacles that were about to hit Wen Shuo were ruthlessly thrown away. With an expressionless face, he took Wen Shuo into his arms: "Go away, he is mine."
It's not like anyone else can be jealous of oneself.
But He doesn't care. He only feels jealous of himself. Is there a problem? As for those who suddenly regretted it and rushed to "save" Wen Shuo, they were just scum in the deep sea and could not make any waves.
"Do you like them, or do you like me?" He asked, pointing to his tentacles.
Wen Shuo: "..." As long as you are happy.
He is only jealous of himself and has no regard for other creatures. In the early stage of the Tentacle Attack, he is physically disabled and strong-willed, but in the later stage, he is able to carry a cauldron and even a human being is incompetent.
Purpose: Love makes us cherish it more.
All I can say is that it makes me so anxious.