After finishing with the banquet preparations, Huáng Chéng drove straight back to Sereia's home.
Calculating the time, Sereia should be back by noon tomorrow.
He would buy some groceries in the morning and prepare a feast at noon.
He figured Sereia must really miss his cooking.
After all, food in the wilderness probably wasn't very abundant.
Then, Huáng Chéng lay down on the bed and closed his eyes.
He fell peacefully asleep.
But the nobles who had returned home didn't see it that way.
That night, they couldn't sleep.
They needed to consolidate the resources they had gained from the banquet.
The next day at noon, Sereia returned without any incidents.
The Little Female Dragon chattered about her travel adventures while heartily eating the dishes, occasionally jumping onto the table to strike a pose.
Then she would fall off with a thud.
That day also passed in a playful, boisterous manner.
The following days were spent developing his influence and watching Sereia grow.
And so it went, repeating.
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Four years later.
Sereia blew out the candles on the giant 18th birthday cake in front of her.
This should have been a joyous occasion.
But she couldn't bring herself to be happy.
"Scorpion, do you really have to leave? Do you have to go to that place?"
Just a few days ago, Sereia
Faced with Sereia's question.
Huang Cheng didn't know how to answer. He couldn't possibly tell her he was going to save another woman.
He would surely be beaten to death!
"I'm sorry, Sereia, I have reasons I must do this."
Huang Cheng's answer was firm this time.
"Alright then, can I sleep holding you one last time tonight?" Sereia asked, her tone strangely calm.
Huang Cheng was surprised by the Little Female Dragon's sudden shift in attitude, becoming so agreeable?
"Yes, and it's not the last time. I will come back."
"Wait for me in the room. I'm going to take a bath first."
Huang Cheng didn't think much of it and obediently returned to Sereia's room to lie down.
Little did he know, the moment he returned to the room, Sereia clenched her fist.
In the room, Huang Cheng tossed and turned, then simply grabbed the blanket and covered his head.
He had a strange feeling that something was off, but couldn't quite pinpoint it.
Sereia's behavior just now was peculiar.
Perhaps she was just too sad.
He thought.
But there was no other way. Perhaps the longer it went on, the less he would want to leave himself. He had to be decisive. Once everything was settled, he could return and stay with Sereia until they grew old.
He hadn't forgotten his goal when he first arrived in this world.
Time flowed by, second by second.
Unknowingly, a significant amount of time had passed.
This bath is taking quite a while, isn't it?
Could something have happened?
At that moment, the sound of footsteps approaching the stairs suddenly echoed from outside the door.
Listening to the steps, though a bit heavy, he recognized Sereia's gait.
It seemed tonight would involve a beating.
If taking a beating would make Sereia feel better, then so be it. It wouldn't hurt him much anyway.
He opened the door, then closed it.
Just as Huang Cheng was bracing himself for Sereia's iron fist to smash his head, he suddenly felt the blanket covering him being yanked away.
Huang Cheng opened his eyes.
He saw Sereia standing by the bed, scantily clad.
The moonlight spilled over her, making her skin appear even fairer and more delicate.
The first thing he noticed was her defined abs, a result of healthy exercise, adding a touch of allure to her already well-formed waist.
And Sereia's still placid face.
He was mesmerized.
Sereia seized the moment, threw herself at him, and pulled the covers over them.
Huang Cheng could clearly feel Sereia's breasts pressed tightly against his head.
So big.
Has Sereia developed so well?
And why does she smell of alcohol?
"Scorpion, how do I look?"
Sereia's calm voice reached his ears.
"Sereia, what are you..."
"Don't speak!"
That one word almost deafened Huang Cheng.
Huang Cheng sensed that Sereia's state was not right. He dared not make any sudden movements, letting her manipulate his body as she pleased.
He felt his tail being grabbed, and he quickly retracted the stingers on it.
What followed was a period of torment.
This repeated.
Finally, Sereia took his tail into her mouth.
Facing Sereia's actions, it was impossible for Huang Cheng to feel nothing. But the problem was that she was someone he had grown up with. Furthermore, his fear at the moment outweighed his desire.
Although his body was flushed with heat, he forced himself to endure.
It was fortunate that his shell was thick. While it couldn't protect him from external attacks, it offered some internal defense, which was why he was feeling things so acutely now. But it didn't matter if he was capable or not; he was capable in every aspect. And very capable at that. How could a man say he couldn't!
This was a matter of responsibility; impulse did not equate to true affection.
Sereia was impulsive right now, but he couldn't be.
Before, online, he could have just gone for it.
But when truly faced with morality, there were always people who could restrain oneself.
And he was one of them.
This continued for some time, and with a soft moan from Sereia, silence returned to the room.
After a while, Sereia's panting voice rang out.
"Scorpion, am I that unappealing? Or do I not match your aesthetic taste? Why don't you have any reaction to me at all?"
Sereia directly forced Huang Cheng's face to turn towards her, her eyes staring intently at him.
"Sereia, don't be impulsive, calm down first."
"I am calm right now!"
This answer was shouted.
Is this what you call calm?
"Scorpion, I'm an adult now. It's not illegal to do 'that' kind of thing."
Silence.
More silence.
What followed was Sereia's heart-wrenching sobbing, her earlier calm demeanor completely gone.
Cry, cry. You'll feel better this way.
Did Huang Cheng's heart not ache?
But he didn't dare to respond in any way, fearing that any reaction would send the wrong signal to Sereia, leading to greater trouble.
It was past midnight.
The crying gradually stopped. Sereia, perhaps drunk, slowly fell asleep.
At this moment, the moonlight was no longer visible, obscured by dark clouds.
Huang Cheng slipped out of Sereia's embrace, covered her with a blanket to prevent her from catching a cold.
It was quite cold in this mobile city in this region.
The seasons in the mobile city were not fixed.
Huang Cheng closed the window and slumped onto the desk, lost in thought.
He just lay there, not thinking of anything.
Then, he took out a pen and paper from his spatial storage and began to write. This was the first time he was writing in English.--------------------
Sereia woke up to the sunlight. Wrapped in the blanket, she looked at the empty room, a sense of melancholy washing over her.
At this moment, a ray of sunlight fell on the desk, illuminating a certain object. It was shimmering with a golden light.
What is this?
Wrapped in the blanket, Sereia picked up the object. It was a luxurious envelope, inlaid with gold.
There was also a scorpion pattern on the envelope.
Sereia hastily opened it.
After reading the contents, Sereia's face broke into a smile.
"This scorpion, why didn't you just say so earlier? You made me do that last night..."
Sereia's face gradually turned pink.
Sereia suddenly recalled what happened last night, and blushed shyly.
Sereia put on her clothes, finished washing up, and walked out the door towards the university.
She had to report to the university today.
This time I will find you first. This time, don't even think about escaping!
Sereia thought to herself.