Chapter 51 88c45
Things went as smoothly as expected, and that evening, Ling Qiu went home with "Manwell".
Because it's hard to say whether Manwell's chip has been monitored, Ling Qiu doesn't plan to communicate directly with Cyrus even though he has successfully parasitized him.
“Can we stay in your house for a few days, Mr. Manwell? It’s so big here, I love it.” Ling Qiu plopped down on the sofa. The top-quality genuine leather, the black sofa, was so soft and comfortable.
Cyrus understood the implication in her words. He searched Manwell's memory and found that Manwell did indeed have no work commitments for a short period after the charity gala.
Then, a few days later, he would bring Ling Qiu into Noah under the guise of work. This would not easily arouse suspicion. Moreover, Manwell had done this before, and He could even roughly piece together the layout of the upper floors of Noah from Manwell's memory.
"Just stay put. If you want something to eat, you can order takeout."
As he spoke, Cyrus went into the bathroom, looked in the mirror, and forcibly pulled the chip out from behind his ear. The forced removal of the chip caused Manwell to bleed profusely from behind his ear, and a patch of red blood flowed down his neck, wetting his white shirt. He took off his coat, which then gradually wet his shoulders.
Cyrus stood in front of the mirror, admiring it; He had never had anything like it before.
Humans have this kind of blood, and so does His Qiuqiu.
Monster blood isn't like that. The vast majority of monsters don't have blood in their bodies, only countless tissue fluids. Only after they truly die will they bleed a little blood in a symbolic way. Often, that blood isn't red; depending on the characteristics of each monster, the color of the blood will also be different.
However, swallowing the monster's blood will make the swallower stronger.
He thought that if a human swallowed His blood, he would gain eternal life.
Ling Qiu was preparing food in the kitchen when she discovered that Manwell's kitchen was quite well-stocked, with all sorts of fresh fruits and a lot of meat.
Yes, real animal meat, and fresh.
It turns out that the higher-ups at Noah don't eat synthetic meat; only ordinary citizens do.
Ling Qiu took a steak and slowly started frying it in a frying pan.
"Can you?" Cyrus's voice sounded behind her.
Ling Qiu felt that He was looking down on people a bit, and said, "Of course! Isn't this very simple? Just follow the instructions."
"Alright." He took the frying pan from her hands. "Go take a shower."
Ling Qiu took a few steps back to look at him, but saw obvious bloodstains behind Manwell's ear. She was surprised: "You forcibly removed the chip!?"
“Don’t worry, Manwell takes off the chip every night until he reappears in public. They know the chip isn’t a good thing, so they don’t wear it for long.”
Ling Qiu was slightly relieved. "But forced removal will be very painful."
“Anyway, this is Manwell’s body.” Cyrus smirked. “I don’t feel pain.”
"That's right!" Ling Qiu said before entering the bathroom. "Make sure there's a little more black pepper sauce, but not too much."
She stood at the bathroom door, watching Cyrus's retreating figure, and suddenly had the illusion that she was married. Because this wasn't her house, the illusion was all the more vivid.
It's as if she's already married to a man and now lives in his house, and her husband is a virtuous husband who cooks for her well.
It was as if she had a long life ahead of her. Ling Qiu suddenly felt that she was truly alive. For the first time, she saw in herself what it felt like to yearn to live, and what it felt like to not wait for death in despair.
She turned and went into the bathroom, turned on the water, and chuckled softly as the hot water sprayed onto her body.
She was incredibly excited about the steak she would be eating, incredibly excited about talking to Cyrus, and incredibly excited that they might even go to bed and do some intimate things...
She had never felt so excited before. That mentality of "it's okay to live, it's okay to die," that thought of "this world is so boring and my life is so meaningless," and that feeling of not even having the interest to dress up or socialize—all of that suddenly disappeared from her mind.
Ling Qiu felt with absolute certainty that she was alive at this moment, living with hope.
As the steam in the bathroom increased, Ling Qiu began to feel a little short of breath. This had happened occasionally before, probably because her lungs were not very strong, but today the feeling was particularly intense, and Ling Qiu immediately began to feel dizzy.
Her vision went black, and she took two steps forward, unable to even feel her way. With her last bit of consciousness, she placed her hand on the doorknob and opened the door.
A tall figure rushed into the bathroom and grabbed her as she was about to kneel down.
"You...you came at just the right time." Ling Qiu gripped his arm tightly. She felt weak all over, her fingertips were itchy, and even if she tried, she didn't have much strength.
Cyrus hugged her, wiped the water off her body and head with a clean towel, and then carried her to the sofa in the living room to change her into clean clothes.
“I can tell you’re not feeling well,” He said. “You can shower with the door open.”
"Hmm..." Ling Qiu replied lazily, "I think I'll be opening the door from now on."
"The steak is ready. Can you eat it?" Cyrus said. "If not, I'll cut it up and feed it to you."
Ling Qiu felt that she would be fine after resting for a while, but she suddenly wanted to be fed by Cyrus. She realized that apart from her infancy, it had been a long time since anyone had fed her.
"Mmm." She opened her mouth. "I want to be fed."
She had a smiling expression, but Cyrus couldn't smile at all.
He needed to find a way to break the seal as soon as possible, but He had tried many possibilities, none of which worked.
The steak was brought over, cut into bite-sized pieces, and fed to Ling Qiu; it was juicy and chewy.
Ling Qiu quickly finished the whole serving.
She sat up from Cyrus's lap. "Ah, I feel so full of energy again."
She wrapped her arms around Cyrus's neck, intending to kiss him, but looking at Manwell's face, Ling Qiu paused.
"Are you planning to use this body with me tonight?" Ling Qiu asked.
Cyrus did not immediately understand her meaning; he only knew that she had always liked beautiful bodies.
"How do you want to play?" He asked.
Ling Qiu: "Actually, I care more about another issue than this."
Cyrus: ?
"Is he a virgin?" Ling Qiu placed her hand on Cyrus's lower abdomen, her words carrying a hidden meaning.
Cyrus was taken aback. He didn't even need to scan Manwell's memories again to confirm, because he had already seen many different kinds of women around Manwell.
Then, with lightning speed, He separated from Manwell's body, His eyes still filled with filthy disgust.
Ling Qiu knew the answer; it seemed it wasn't.
“If you come out like this, won’t he suddenly wake up?” Ling Qiu asked, pointing at Manwell.
"No, he was just forcibly removed from his chip and is currently unconscious."
Oh! It turns out that Cyrus's forced removal of the chip was such a visionary move.
She embraced Cyrus, straddled him, and kissed him intermittently.
Since learning that Ling Qiu's lung condition was getting worse, they have rarely kissed deeply. Most of the time, it's like now, with Ling Qiu kissing Him and then stopping when she wants to.
Cyrus had learned to caress; He knew which parts of her he would touch to bring her pleasure, though He wanted to touch her everywhere.
His tentacles are highly sensitive, so even if he does nothing, just holding Ling Qiu and being in contact with her will make him feel incredibly good.
Not to mention, Ling Qiu would sometimes put those dark, gooey things in her mouth and suck on them, or bite them with her teeth.
"Sethius," Ling Qiu called His name as she bit Him, "you haven't properly told me that you like me yet."
Cyrus: "Why didn't I?"
Ling Qiu insisted, "You don't have it. I want to hear it again."
"..." Cyrus didn't really think it was a big deal, but under Ling Qiu's gaze, he actually felt a little ashamed.
"Say it!" she urged, "Don't you like me anymore? Have you changed your mind?"
Seseus, helpless, paused, then whispered in her ear: "88c45".
Author's Note: Qiu: ? Who taught you to say that?
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