Interstellar: Conquering Crazy Commanders with Food

Chapter 228 The Last Thing She Must Do
The bones all over her body fell apart with this small sneeze, Claire hummed uncomfortably, and the man who was close to her back lowered her head and kissed her neck, and put one hand on her sore waist at the right time and kneaded with moderate strength.

"What time is it?" She turned her neck towards him, and Cassius, who nestled on the back of her neck, kissed the corner of her lips.

"Ten o'clock." He answered hoarsely.

After agreeing to restraint, Claire counted the nonsense in the stairwell with her fingers, and they did it for at least five or six hours.

She glanced at Cassius, who seemed to be in high spirits. Compared with before, he should have reserved a lot.

Aware of her probing gaze, he misunderstood from the pure yet slightly questioning eyes.

"When you fully recover, we will return to your home planet at the end of the month to satisfy you. Not now."

He didn't think that her current physical condition could withstand multiple high-intensity exercises. He moved his fingers to her abdomen and rubbed it in circles. Seeing her showing a comfortable expression like a breast cat, his fingertips became more and more gentle.

Claire didn't have much strength to pinch his arm, "It's nothing else, I just think it's just right."

The ghost knows how he deciphered so many things from her simple eyes.

After rubbing for a while, Cassius sat up and hugged her and got off the bed, "There is a trial today, do you want to go with me or stay at home?"

About Terrence's execution.

"Go by yourself." Claire leaned lazily on his strong chest, enjoying her husband's delicate and gentle bathing service.

A large number of exclusive seals belonging to Cassius were branded all over her body, and she casually exposed a leg from the foam, which was a large mark that she couldn't bear to look at directly. Recalling that he kissed her body with a pious expression last night, she couldn't help it blushing.

Long-term physical contact allows this man to accurately grasp the love between husband and wife, and he knows every inch of her like the back of his hand.

When she was carried back to the room, the messy big bed was replaced with clean sheets and bedding by a robot who came in at some unknown time.

"Please ask the chef to cook whatever you want for lunch, and I'll be back at night."

"it is good."

Fully dressed, Cassius looked at his lovely wife who was sitting on the white quilt with dazed eyes and a red face like a blond doll. His heart was filled with love. When he walked to the door, he couldn't help walking back and knelt down on the bed. He leaned forward and kissed her lips.

Claire's lips that were about to become fat sausages were tortured again, and Cassius reluctantly let go of her, and changed his words: "I'll be back in the afternoon."

When people went downstairs, she lowered her head and sniffed her arms. The aroma of the shower gel didn't seem to erase the smell Cassius had left on her body.

Randomly took one of his black shirts from the cabinet and put them on, Claire slowly moved to the desk. Cassius seldom relies on this in his office now. His mental power can be connected to the Zerg to complete most of the work. Here The optical brain has not been used for a long time, but it is not broken.

She sat down behind the table, connected to the optical brain in Martina's hand, and the camera was right on Cressius drinking milk from the iron bottle.

"Yeah!"

He spit out a milk hiccup at her, and a big and cute smile appeared on his expressionless little face, which made Claire's heart melt.

"Claire, just now several senior officials of the Zerg sent a baby training plan, and he will start special training after he is one year old."

"To be honest, I don't think it's reasonable, it's very unreasonable."

Martina sent her a document with the attitude of complaining.

"Starting fighter jets at the age of one, fighting training at the age of two, learning about the production and use of nuclear weapons at the age of three, and learning about the production and use of nuclear weapons at the age of five."

After reading it, Claire lost interest when she saw more and more exaggerations. She forked out the document calmly, and her eyes fell on the half-grown baby on the virtual screen, "I promised Cassius that after Cassius was one year old, he would His life was nurtured by him."

"Claire, a child of our age who has just started to walk asked his mother for a toy." Martina looked at her in disbelief, unable to figure out how she would agree.

Claire is surprisingly firm in his life planning, "His blood and the ethnic group behind him are destined to have a completely different life."

"Yeah!" Claysius climbed up to the screen, holding up the bottle and handing it to her.

Claire looked at him tenderly, "I'll be back later, Cressius."

After cutting off the video communication with her, Cressius' expression sank, and before Martina could react, he dropped the bottle and babbled anxiously towards the place where Claire disappeared.

Martina called Jones to clean up the milk stains on the floor and the bottle that had been crushed vigorously, and directed Cressius' suspended stroller back to the children's room, saying, "It seems that Claire's decision is right now."

"Don't you think Claire is a little abnormal?" Jones asked her with his head down.

Martina's back stiffened for a moment, and she said as usual: "It's normal for a mother who is still in confinement to have some weird emotions, isn't it mentioned in your information?"

Jones was silent for a few minutes, and after coming out of the children's room, he said, "Yes."

After cutting off the communication, Claire opened the star network and checked the situation of the human race recently.

Since it was classified as a Zerg colony, the reform of the system and the change of laws have allowed the two races to establish closer ties, and the Star Network has become a public social network on the surface.

There are also many voices of opposition from the human race. At present, Cassius' Zerg and the Terran military who favor him are managing it. Those who oppose the new law are punished for violating the colonial regulations. His actions are more iron-blooded than hers. decisive.

Claire decided to go to the human race alone to see, and handed Cassius to Cassius for a period of time. She wanted to choose a human planet to avoid everyone and go to Hope, and then take the shuttle back home to end all this weirdness fantasy adventure.

She set the departure point on Owen Star, searched for the nearest departure port there, and finally cleared all the query data in the optical brain, glanced at the glass rose on the bedside table, changed into a skirt and went out to find the person living in the next street. Cyril.

Wanting to disappear from everyone's sight, he couldn't escape the help of this scheming and cunning serpent.

He brought her a cup of espresso, sat down across from her, and tapped the table with his fingers. The snake eyes that turned into emerald green vertical pupils was an undisguised surprise, "Give up everything including that child? Want me to help?" ?”

"Ah."

This was decided by Claire after thinking about it for countless days and nights. She did not accept that she would grow old in front of her lover and children, nor did she accept that her mother would not see her before she died. Going home had become a must for her. the last thing.

She confessed her reasons to him without reservation, and she knew that Cyril, who had lost her mother, would definitely understand this pain.

"Cretius has no mother either, Claire."

(End of this chapter)