Post-Apocalyptic America: Synthetic 3D Female Protagonist.

Mary's jealousy was soothed in the bathroom.

Tina had just been thoroughly pampered by him.

Even the newcomers Ariana and her daughter, Eve and 2B, are under his control and in his plans.

He has expressed his affection and possessiveness towards the women around him in the most direct way.

Su Hui's eyes flickered slightly.

It seems... one more has been missed.

Claire.

This pink-haired girl always had a cold expression, held a gun blade, and exuded a heroic aura.

It seems she hasn't been properly rewarded since the battle at Hollywood Hills.

Su Hui's lips curled slightly as he made up his mind. He turned and walked towards Claire's room.

He quickly found Claire in the lounge on the first floor of the villa.

To his surprise, Claire was not wearing her signature combat suit at the moment.

She was wearing a well-tailored black and white maid outfit.

The tight-fitting black top accentuated her slender upper body curves, while a delicate white ruffled apron tied around her chest perfectly bound her tiny waist.

Her lower body was covered by a fluffy black mini skirt, the hem of which only reached mid-thigh, revealing two long, beautiful legs encased in pure black stockings, and on her feet were a pair of small black leather shoes.

Her light pink, shoulder-length hair was tied up with a white headband, revealing her smooth forehead and delicate features.

This outfit greatly diminished her usual coldness and heroic spirit, instead adding a touch of captivating gentleness and tenderness.

She was sitting quietly on a single sofa by the window, holding a soft cloth in her hand, carefully wiping her weapon—the transformable gun blade.

The afternoon sun shone through the glass window, casting a soft glow on her, creating a tranquil and beautiful scene.

Seemingly noticing Su Hui's gaze, Claire paused in her wiping motion and looked up.

A barely perceptible hint of surprise flashed in those cool blue eyes.

"Mr. Su Hui? Is there anything I can help you with?"

Her voice was as clear and concise as ever.

Su Hui did not answer, but walked slowly toward her, his gaze appreciatively sweeping over her.

His gaze, seemingly carrying a tangible warmth, sent a shiver down Claire's spine beneath her fair skin.

"Can't I come to see you if there's nothing wrong?"

Su Hui's gaze lingered on her unexpected maid outfit for a moment before returning to her handsome and spirited face.

"I just miss you."

He reached out and gently pinched Claire's chin, forcing her to look up and meet his gaze.

Thinking of yourself?

Upon hearing this, Claire felt a surge of heat rise uncontrollably from her neck to her cheeks, quickly spreading a captivating blush across her usually icy and elegant face.

Her heartbeat completely went out of control at that moment, pounding wildly in her chest like a drum.

This pink-haired beauty, who is decisive on the battlefield and remains unfazed in the face of any enemy, makes people forget that she is also a young girl just beginning to experience love.

This feeling was both unfamiliar and unsettling.

Her usually firm and aloof blue eyes were now glistening with tears, and her gaze involuntarily darted to the side, no longer daring to look directly into Su Hui's eyes, which seemed to see through everything.

The shyness displayed by a usually dashing and charismatic woman was far more captivating than the bashfulness of an ordinary young girl.

Su Hui was satisfied with her reaction and didn't wait for her reply.

He bent down, slipped one hand under her knees, and wrapped the other arm around her back, easily lifting her up from the sofa.

"what……"

Claire let out a short gasp, her body tensing instinctively, and she frantically wrapped her arms around Su Hui's neck, afraid of falling.

The musket blade, which she had polished to a gleaming shine, fell to the carpet with a dull thud.

Su Hui held the pink-haired beauty, who had calmed down unusually, in his arms and turned to walk towards her room.

Claire buried her face deep in his chest, feeling his strong heartbeat and warm body temperature, radiating a girlish shyness and helplessness.

The icy facade he usually used to disguise himself was rapidly crumbling under Su Hui's domineering and direct actions.

Back in Claire's room, Su Hui closed the door with his foot.

He walked to the bedside and gently placed the girl, who was already somewhat confused and infatuated, on the soft bed.

Then, he leaned down and pressed his warm lips against hers, which were a little cold from nervousness.

Claire's body trembled violently, but in the end she did not resist, letting Su Hui embrace and kiss her.

Su Hui caressed her beautiful figure in her maid outfit, his hand sliding under the hem of her maid dress, roaming freely over her smooth, jade-like legs encased in black stockings, feeling her jade-like feet under the black stockings, and gently kneading her sensitive calves and ankles.

Claire's body trembled in waves, and a broken groan escaped from deep in her throat.

Claire's breathing became rapid, her body gradually went limp under his caresses, and her originally cold blue eyes were covered with a layer of misty haze.

She enjoyed the feeling of being completely conquered.

Su Hui discovered that Claire's body was far more sensitive than he had imagined.

Especially when his hand caressed her legs clad in black stockings, she couldn't help but tremble slightly.

He quickly found Claire's erogenous zones.

He stopped rushing to attack and instead focused on playing with her perfect feet clad in black stockings, his fingers deftly tracing the sensitive soles and ankles.

Through a thin layer of nylon, my fingertips felt the firm muscle lines and warm skin.

"Um……!"

Claire's body tensed abruptly, her insteps arched instantly, her toes curled up, and she let out a suppressed gasp.

A strange electric current surged from the point of contact, instantly spreading throughout the body.

Su Hui didn't stop; instead, he played with it even more meticulously. Soon, the two were intertwined, and Su Hui began his journey.

Under Su Hui's deliberate provocation, waves of unfamiliar shivers shot from the soles of her feet to the top of her head, quickly making Claire weak all over and her consciousness hazy.

Her once spirited face now turned alluring, her fair skin flushed crimson, and she finally gave up all thought, leaving only instinctive compliance and surrender. She trembled and let out high-pitched moans as Su Hui moved.

In the end, this spirited pink-haired beauty completely collapsed into a puddle of water, unable to utter a sound anymore.

……

After everything is over.

The two lay quietly on the bed, the only sound in the room being their intertwined breaths.

Su Hui held Claire in his arms, his hands gently stroking her smooth, jade-like back and round, pert buttocks.

The girl in his arms was still a little weak, her short, light pink hair scattered on the pillow, revealing the beautiful lines of her nape.

"Owner……"

Claire took a long time to catch her breath before finally finding her voice, which was hoarse and languid afterward.

"Ok?"

Su Hui's hand rested on her flat stomach, gently caressing it.

"Could you do me a favor?"

Clayton paused, seemingly hesitant, but ultimately mustered his courage.

"Now...we have control of the entire city of New York, and I hope...I hope to find one of my old friends."

Su Hui paused slightly as he stroked her hand, showing interest.

"Your friend?"

"Ah."

Claire nodded, a hint of reminiscence in her eyes. "Do you remember when we first met? That fire that night—if it weren't for Sister Saran Johnson, I probably wouldn't have survived, and I certainly wouldn't have met my master."

"We've been separated since then, and I don't know if she's alive or dead... If I could, I'd like to find her."

106. Enjoyable, fun, and even makes you stronger [5.6k]

Su Hui naturally remembered Saran Johnson.

That was the first adaptable person with S-level potential he encountered after leaving the university town.

Several near misses only made the image of the blonde policewoman leave a deeper impression on his mind.

When Claire brought up the matter, Su Hui naturally wouldn't refuse her request.

"Really?"

Upon receiving an affirmative answer, a rare blush appeared on Claire's usually stern face, and her eyes shone with an unprecedented light.

Her usually cool blue eyes, at this moment, seemed to have melted like glaciers, leaving only the gentleness and joy of spring water.

Su Hui simply nodded.

This simple action was like turning on a switch.

Claire suddenly leaned forward and kissed Su Hui's lips with almost burning passion.

Her smooth tongue, clumsy yet bold, probed in, entwining with his, licking every inch of his body, conveying her joy and gratitude with a slight tremor.

Their saliva mingled, creating a faint, glistening thread, and ambiguous sounds echoed in the quiet room.

When the kiss ended, Claire's cheeks were flushed with a beautiful blush, and her breathing became rapid.

The pale pink strands of hair fell onto Su Hui's cheeks, creating a slightly itchy sensation.

"Master, lie still and don't move."

Claire's voice carried an unusual hint of coquettishness and shyness, her cheeks flushed, yet her eyes were resolute.

"This time... let me serve you."

After saying that, she gave Su Hui no further chance to react.

Her warm, moist lips left his mouth, but did not go far away. Instead, like a butterfly exploring a new continent, they continued downwards.

The light glided over Su Hui's sharply defined jawline, past his throbbing Adam's apple, and down to his solid chest.

Every kiss was imprinted with solemnity and devotion.

Finally, without hesitation, she crawled into the soft quilt.

Su Hui raised an eyebrow slightly, a little surprised by Claire's sudden initiative.

Then,

An indescribable warmth and moisture then surged from below.

The feeling of being completely enveloped was so comfortable that he almost squinted his eyes and let out a satisfied sigh.

From under the covers came Claire's slightly awkward yet incredibly earnest sucking sounds as she diligently sucked on Su Hui's enormous member.

She was like a stubborn student, tackling a problem she had never encountered before, using all her focus and enthusiasm.

Each swallow attempted to take the entire thing into its mouth, the huge mushroom head reaching the deepest part of its throat. With the girl's sucking and swallowing, her fragrant tongue teased the sensitive granules around the coronal sulcus, bringing waves of tingling stimulation.

Su Hui comfortably squinted his eyes, letting himself immerse himself in the unprecedented gentle service of this icy Valkyrie.

This service, spearheaded by Claire, lasted for a considerable period.

After a pleasant experience, Su Hui left Claire's room feeling refreshed.

Inside the room was a pink-haired woman who was completely limp on the bed and didn't want to move a single finger.

Finding Saran Johnson is indeed not a difficult task for Su Hui now.

The upgraded "Scan" function, with its newly added "Wide Area Specified Scan," is the perfect tool to solve this problem.

With one opportunity per day and a massive scanning range of 100 kilometers, it's enough to cover the entire New York City and even the surrounding suburbs.

Su Hui stood in the corridor, and with a thought, his consciousness sank into the system interface.