Interstellar: Conquering Crazy Commanders with Food

Chapter 122 Drunkenness
She was directly carried by him and thrown into a big bed in a clean bedroom, the dizzying gaze made her even more uncomfortable.

Claire gave an uncomfortable warning, grabbed the edge of the bed, and retched a few times with her mouth slightly open.

"I want to vomit." She said pitifully, and her body was picked up again and placed in front of the toilet.

There was a churning in her stomach, and Claire couldn't hold it back immediately, and poured into it, the regurgitation in her throat made the veins on her forehead slightly protrude.

Cassius stood aside with a frown, quietly waiting for her to finish vomiting, then picked her up again and pressed her onto the sink, forcing her to rinse her mouth clean.

The mouth was rinsed clean, but the throat was burning like a poker. Claire wanted to shed tears in pain, but a voice full of oppression came from behind, "Don't cry."

She stopped crying immediately, the tears rolled in her eyes, half of them could not fall, her eyes were terrified.

The body was turned over, and Cassius pressed her arms on the sink to enclose her in the middle, his eyes were cold, "Now you know how to be afraid?"

He must be angry because she came out with a group of orcs privately, and of course he would be angry.

Claire maintained the few traces of reason left, stared at his black suit, and argued in a low voice: "I just went out to play with them, and I didn't let those orcs touch me."

Kaxiu's fixed eyebrows were close at hand, and her black eyes approached her, "Jones said you came here to drink away your worries, I didn't even know you could drink like that."

She was talking nonsense.

"I'm sorry." Claire opened her mouth and bit her light-colored lips. "I came out to drink to relieve my worries. You didn't let me finish my reasoning yesterday."

"Is there anything else that can redeem your wrong decision?" He raised his arm and stroked her cheek with his fingertips.

"What's the use of disposing of an Elsa." Claire swallowed, trying to speak clearly and logically, "Mrs. Laura only wants you to have a baby. If you don't want a baby, there will be a steady stream of women coming in. You might as well let her stay."

That was the mother who rescued him and raised him. She thought that no matter what Cassius did, he would not openly oppose Laura.

"I have the ability to solve troubles, but my woman obviously doesn't trust me in this regard." Cassius stared straight at her, his tone was cold, and he pinched her cheek with his fingertips with a little force.

His touch made Claire's heart tremble, and she whispered: "Of course I trust you, but I don't think the promise that the nobles made to the slaves can be taken seriously. For the commander, I am only a woman who is used to solve physical needs, isn't it?" Is it? I thought it would be the same for another one.”

She was telling the truth, but Cassius sneered: "Don't compare me with those beasts who think with their lower body."

"Well, this matter is indeed my fault. I apologize to you for my presumptuous assertion." Claire nodded, pressed against his chest, hooked his neck, and said softly, "You didn't want to love me last night." Elsa, I'm really happy, but why are you coming up to question me?"

"Because you fell in love with me? Or just because I made a decision without authorization and you want to punish me."

She raised her face and looked at him without blinking, wanting to get an answer.

"Claire, I like your body, and I also like your obedience and obedience." Cassius put his arms around her waist, almost burying her in his body with great strength, stroking her loose long hair with his fingers, his eyes darkened Shen, "You want too many things, and I can't give them to you for the time being."

For what reason did he keep rejecting her, Claire didn't bother to think about it, she leaned on his chest obediently, exhaled alcohol, "I know, but I really just want Elsa to stay, she can help me resist A lot of trouble, give her a way out."

"If she still shows up at the door naked like last night, I will give her to Jones." Cassius said blankly.

Claire was taken aback when she heard this, her cheek was pressed against his shoulder, and the topic went off course, "Jones is sure? Did you consider this in a humane way when you created the robot?"

A casual smile appeared on Cassius' face, "He's a service robot now."

The word "service" covers a lot of things. Could it be that he went to the maintenance department and really pretended to be one?
Claire immediately had a chill, unable to think of any special functions of those household robots.

With such an interruption, the originally tense atmosphere eased a lot.

"Commander, you didn't eat dinner yesterday? Why? Isn't it delicious?" Claire suddenly thought of this question, and asked it with the strength of alcohol.

"The fact that a woman came to the house is not for you to be lazy." Cassius said quietly.

As expected, he realized that it wasn't her cooking.

Claire raised her head and wanted to kiss him, but only touched his chin, and was rejected by him.

"I really didn't touch any other orcs tonight, and my mouth is very clean." Claire grabbed his collar in dissatisfaction. The alcohol made her act very boldly. She hooked his neck hard and jumped. to him.

Cassius had to hug her thighs and lead her out of the toilet.

"Are you going to do it?" She fulfilled her wish and kissed his lips, puffing heavily on it a few times, her blush face still glowing with watery eyes shining like stars in the night sky looking forward to it.

Cassius, who didn't expect her to be so active after drinking, couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

"Please me?"

"Well, an apology gift." Claire pointed to her chest.

His eyes darkened, he put her on the bed, his lips lingered on her neck for a while, he straightened his upper body and ordered, "Go home."

He no longer wants to have her in this place commonly known as the court, he prefers to leave traces of her in every corner of the house.

Claire's body was wrapped in a black suit filled with a faint orange scent, and Cassius carried her out of the door.

Jones outside saw them coming out and said, "Have you returned, Claire?"

"Well, go home."

The orc on the second floor met Cassius who was passing by, and immediately put away his sluggish appearance, facing the lipstick marks on his face, he straightened his back and gave a military salute.

"Have a nice evening, Commander."

As soon as Claire was put in the car and he got in, she clung to him and sat on his lap.

"A little hot."

With her eyes closed, Claire unzipped a few buttons of Cassius's black shirt with her fingers.

He quickly pressed her hand that was trying to untie her clothes, and said in a calm voice, "Sit down."

His voice always had a faint sense of oppression. Claire didn't dare to move any more, and sat obediently on his lap, and an inappropriate belch came out of her throat again.

Fei Ji, who was driving in front, glanced at the rearview mirror and said with a smile, "The little female is quite drunk. Fortunately, you terminated the laboratory meeting tonight and came out early, otherwise she would have crawled into someone else's bed."

(End of this chapter)