Interstellar: Conquering Crazy Commanders with Food

Chapter 102 Give Her the Apple Tree

"Commander kissed your whole body, look at these hideous marks." Martina looked at the marks on her wrist, and clicked her tongue twice ambiguously.

Cassius is indeed like a beast marking the territory of his pet, and her body is covered with his hickey marks.

"I don't want to share the details with you." Claire put down her hand and picked up a few potatoes and put them in the sink to rinse, her face flushed slightly.

"Claire." Martina looked at her for a while, leaned against the kitchen counter with her waist and pressed her hands on the countertop and sighed softly: "Now that I think about it, I don't really want you to have a baby soon, you are my friend, I want to live here with you all the time, you're fine."

"I'm glad you consider me a friend." Claire put the potatoes on the chopping board, the blushing on her face receded, she turned her head, "But I will leave sooner or later, if I can't have a baby, I will leave. After I give birth, I will leave to go."

Facing Claire's extremely calm and even emotionless statement, Martina was stunned for a moment and asked, "The commander is your first man, right? I thought you would fall in love with him."

"And then you have to have some unrealistic fantasies?" Claire peeled her skin, with a smile on her lips, "I have had fantasies, short-lived."

"what?"

Claire lowered her head and cut potato shreds, and said in a soft voice: "He is excellent, good-looking, and good in physical strength. If you only look at love, it is really hard not to like it."

It's a pity that there are too many gaps blocking her liking.

Martina understood what she meant.

A whole plate of shredded potatoes was drained three times and then poured into the oily pot. Martina turned on the optical computer video recording at the side, watching the girl who was busy explaining with complicated eyes.

Claire uses the simplest method, and the same seasoning method can present different delicacies, so that the orcs can learn better, and the production process is easier and less prone to accidents.

And only in this way, their demand for the special products of the earth will increase, thereby driving the economy to the maximum extent.

The fish soup also uses a piece of ginger to remove the fishy smell, and the naturally stewed milky white soup rises a layer of light hot mist under the light.

Martina gave a close-up shot of this scene alone, but the two of them didn't know that this time the video attracted too many orcs who couldn't buy fish and ginger and went directly to the earth to buy them.

Martina posted the video on the Internet and helped Claire take the food out.

"Come to the military camp with me in the afternoon or let the administrator of the earth come over? You can tell him what you want." Cassius still wants to eat at the same table with her today.

Claire sat down beside him and immediately replied, "I'll go with you, don't trouble others."

The man glanced down at her legs that were not close together, and said in a deep voice with a smile, "Can you go?"

Claire looked embarrassed, turned her head away from him, and muttered softly, "I can go."

After a short silence, Cassius said, "Very good."

For some reason, when he uttered the word in a low, magnetic voice, Claire shook her legs violently. She always felt that there was a color in his words now.

Martina cleared the table after dinner, and Claire said she wanted to leave by herself, but Cassius didn't really follow her idea.

He changed into his straight military uniform, put the general cap into her hand, bent down and hugged her easily.

"I don't like that you have to be brave in this kind of thing." He said calmly in her ear, "It makes me feel that I haven't worked hard enough."

Claire looked at the exposed marks on his neck, and there was still a row of small tooth marks that hadn't faded away, and she felt ashamed.

Those were left when she was tortured 'going mad'.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and snorted softly, "I don't like you changing my bed casually either."

Cassius led her to the military vehicle, and said softly, "You can also choose to sleep with me."

"My bedroom, you can come anytime." He added.

No matter how it sounds, Claire refused without thinking, "No, the lighting on the third floor is very good."

Cassius didn't say anything, it was his home after all, and he had the keys to each room.

Jones turned on the co-pilot of the military vehicle. Just as Claire was put in the car and sat down, a small truck drove in from the checkpoint and stopped in front of their house, pulling a huge apple tree behind it.

Claire saw a few bright red apples hanging from the tree, she lowered the window and poked her head out in surprise, "Are these brought from the earth?"

"Yes." An orc got out of the car, holding a small tablet in his hand, "Commander Cassius, your apple tree has arrived, please sign, the follow-up maintenance fee will cost 500 million currency a year, please pay together."

"500 million?!" Claire looked at Cassius standing outside with wide eyes, and said in disbelief, "You spent 500 million to buy an apple tree? Cassius, you are crazy!"

The orc next to her immediately turned to correct her, "The apple tree only needs 50 coins. Due to the soil quality and environment on the mainstream star, it needs special maintenance to survive and bear fruit."

She was so surprised that she called his name directly in front of outsiders. Cassius frowned, and asked her dissatisfiedly with his dark eyes, "Didn't you want it?"

"When will I?"

Claire's words stuck in her throat immediately, and her mind immediately recalled the sigh she let out when she ate an apple when she went to Earth with him.

"Remember?" Cassius finished signing, the corners of his lips slightly curved, and his chin lifted slightly.

This look is very similar to waiting for her compliment, Claire never thought that he would be willing to spend so much money to buy an apple tree for her, and for a while did not know what to say.

"Commander, where do you want to plant it?" the orc next to him asked.

Cassius looked down at her again, "Where do you want to grow?"

Claire answered subconsciously: "The glass greenhouse, in the glass greenhouse, the inside is tall and spacious enough to accommodate it."

"Okay." The orc waved his hand, and several robots got off the back seat and began to carry the apple tree.

When Cassius got into the driver's seat and took her away, Claire was immersed in his exaggerated way of spending 500 million to buy a fruit tree all the way.

"But why did you give it to me?" She couldn't help but turned to the man who drove the car himself.

There is no reason or logic for this gift, just because of her words?

He had never done this to a woman before, and he didn't expect anything in return when he did it.

Her question made Cassius' eyes freeze slightly.

He pampered her and satisfied her again and again, and promised her the privilege of being the only one.

Just because it's his woman?
He had never given much thought to the question until Claire asked.

Was it her self-disclosure of her identity that brought him a sense of crisis that she would disappear, or was it her desire to escape that gave him an urge to lock her up with benefits and temptations?Or is it both?
(End of this chapter)