Chapter 3 Can I Tag You?
The man tilted his head back over the edge of the bathtub and let the girl lie on his chest. He supported himself outside the bathtub with one hand holding the inhibitor, and supported her with the other hand to prevent her from choking on the water.
"This should be enough to hold out until Libery arrives."
Luka looked at the ceiling of the bathroom and felt the long-lost desire beneath his body.
He couldn't remember how long it had been, but he had no desire for any females. At first, he felt ashamed of it, but later he saw the top doctors in the empire, and only heard similar answers from them.
"Colonel Scorsese, all your bodily functions are normal. We simply can't find the cause."
——"Colonel, every possible treatment has been tried. We have done everything we can."
"Dear Colonel, I am writing to express my apologies. After multiple consultations with experts, we have determined that we are unable to provide you with treatment."
In addition to mental power, orcs can also awaken talents, and different races have different talents.
The Scorsese family is the purest lineage of lions, with the talent of teleportation. The power of the head of the family is passed down from generation to generation, and what is passed down is not only status, but also talent.
Originally, Luka was the most popular choice for heir, but his frigidity undoubtedly brought shame upon the family. How could anyone be convinced to let a male who couldn't reproduce take over the family? This was also the reason why he hadn't inherited the throne yet.
But today, when he smelled Qiao Suisui's scent, the desire in his body seemed to be awakened.
Luka lowered his head and gently lifted her chin.
The light had been too dim before, and only now could he see her clearly. Her features were soft and childish, her mouth small, her eyebrows delicate. When her eyes were open, she looked like a kitten drenched in rain, her dark pupils staring at you with a piercing intensity that could melt your heart. But at this moment, her brows were furrowed into a small frown, making your heart clench with it.
".Are you still feeling bad?"
The only answer he got was a delicate hum, almost too soft to be heard, but it stirred Luka's heart and made him feel strangely itchy.
He didn't want to take advantage of others, and
He took a deep breath, leaned his head back on the bathtub, and tried to think of something irrelevant to distract himself. But the person beside him clearly had no idea how tense the situation was.
Qiao Suisui's lower abdomen felt like it was on fire, a twinge of pain and itch. She wanted to scratch it, but she couldn't reach it. She imagined herself as a lazy cat in the afternoon, lying on the ground with her belly exposed. It would be great if someone could come up and scratch her. So she moved, but she felt a force pressing down on her back, preventing her from turning over.
She became a little annoyed and began to struggle.
She slid around like a loach, trying to break free from the power that bound her.
But the further she slid down, the tighter the force held her. She did not give up and twisted and turned until suddenly her body stiffened.
"Stop moving."
A man's low and hoarse voice was heard, and Qiao Susu slowly opened her eyes.
I saw myself sitting on the man's lower abdomen, with my legs clamped around his waist.
The corners of his eyes were flushed, his brows were tightly furrowed, and his gaze shifted to the side unnaturally.
"You..." Before Qiao Suisui could finish asking who you were, he lifted her up from the water with his hands through her armpits.
The sound of running water filled the entire bathroom.
Qiao Sui Sui was soaking wet, her suspender skirt clinging to her body like nothing. Her eyes were unfocused, clearly still conscious.
"Are you the prince I saved?"
Luka didn't understand her language, but he knew she was asking a question and responded with a casual "hmm." This response didn't matter, as the two began to talk at cross purposes.
"Then I tell you, I saved you, so don't marry another princess, or I will turn into foam!"
"Um."
"You really remember it, don't you?"
"Um."
"Please repeat that."
"Um."
"I knew it..."
Qiao Suisui waved her little hands to grab him. Luka sighed and let her lie on his chest again, but this time he held her butt with his hands, and she was held in his arms like a baby.
Qiao Suisui: "Could it be that you gave the voice to the witch?"
Luka: "Be quiet for a moment. I don't want to do anything I'll regret."
The good prince speaks bird language.
She stopped talking because after a brief period of cold water relief, her body temperature had adapted to the water temperature and the cold water no longer had any effect.
The system starts to remind you every minute: [Host, please seize the opportunity and conceive as soon as possible, otherwise you will be destroyed in this world due to insufficient energy supply]
Her body began to burn again, and the three words "destroyed" were like the scythe of the god of death.
Qiao Sui Sui hugged Luka's neck and began to breathe against it, then bit his Adam's apple and then slowly sucked his earlobe. She thought she was strong, but in fact, the soft and slow force, the moist and warm mouth, made Luka's sanity, which was already on the verge of collapse, collapse.
"Don't."
Luka's breathing became heavier because of her, and his heart was beating like a drum. The whole bathroom was suddenly filled with a charming atmosphere.
"Can I tag you?"
He pinched her waist with one hand and held the back of her head with the other, his voice so hoarse that he could hardly make a sound.
"Answer me..."
“…Can Luca Scorsese tag you?”
Six hours later.
Inside the room, Libery put away his hand that was emitting healing power, smiled casually, and said teasingly: "Sicoses, you are too messy."
"Are you even remotely sane? This is a rare female who should be under the Empire's special protection. She belongs to the Empire, not you personally. What on earth were you thinking? How dare you bring her back without reporting it, and treat her like that?"
Luka didn't answer. As usual, he held a cigarette between his lips and tried to light it. After glancing at the bed, he pinched the cigarette in his hand and broke it. "So, how is she doing now?"
"The aphrodisiac has worn off, but she has no mental strength, is even more fragile than an artificial female, and her physical condition is a mess." Libery looked at the sleeping girl, his eyes flashing, and asked him, "But what are you going to do?"
"What?"
Libery folded his arms, staring at him in disbelief. He said in an exaggerated tone, "Huh? Someone's going to have a ceremony with the princess next month, right? And now he's marking this little female. Could it be that he's tired of being the interstellar ideal type and wants to emulate me, becoming a morally corrupt, reviled scumbag?"
"I didn't tag her."
Luka looked at the small sunken area on the bed, his eyes filled with mixed emotions.
"Ha." Libery seemed to have heard a joke. He frequented places of entertainment and knew very well that it was impossible for females to detoxify themselves from this aphrodisiac.
"That's even worse. You did everything you should have done, but you didn't tag them. What? You don't want to take responsibility?"
This time, Luka didn't deny it. After a long silence, he said, "I can be her guardian and provide her with the best life, but beyond that, I can't give her more."
(End of this chapter)
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