Interstellar: Conquering Crazy Commanders with Food

Chapter 147 Warm Moments
Claire understands that in the eyes of Cassius, violence cannot actually solve all problems. From the beginning to the end, he never thought of really hurting her.

He's nowhere near that bad.

For dinner, Claire made two Western-style steaks, potato salad, and a mess of Chinese-style skewers and after-dinner apples.

Since the earth's planting industry chain was opened, the fixed supermarket has a steady supply of fresh vegetables, and she bought a lot of new ingredients to fill the kitchen.

Martina secretly raised her optical brain and took a few photos of the two having a warm meal together.

"Looking at it this way, Claire and the commander are quite right," Jones said.

Martina glanced at him, "I've always felt that way."

On the day they officially got married, she thought she would definitely send out the photos to blow up the entire star network.

The dining table was finally cleaned by Martina. Claire carried the thick wedding dress album to the sofa and nestled down. Cassius walked behind her and sat down beside her naturally, with his arms extended on the top of the sofa. , and hugged her in his arms.

Claire still supported the sofa cushion and leaned against him, leaning the back of her head against his shoulder, she put the album on her lap and opened it, "I saw some annotations on it, what do they mean?"

"Too exposed is not within my consideration." Cassius replied, with a slight sarcasm in his tone, "I can't bear to expose my wife's body to outsiders."

"You gave me a silver sequined suspender skirt the first time you gave me a present." Claire corrected him.

Cassius was silent for a while and replied, "Figgy told me women like these."

At that time, he had no concept of women and lovers at all.

Claire held back her smile, "Now you have crossed out most of the wedding dresses, even the one-shoulder tutu."

"If you must choose one of the negatives to wear." Cassius pondered for a moment, then reluctantly said: "I can bear it within a certain limit."

Claire finally laughed, "I will choose to respect your opinion."

She could see that Cassius was listening to her and obeying her in a twisted way now.

Afterwards, Martina brought a lot of layout plans of the venue and a list of banquet guests. From these thick books, it can be seen that Cassius is serious and serious about marrying her.

"How did people get married in your time?" His fingertips slowly picked up a strand of her blond hair and wrapped it around his fingers.

Claire leaned on his shoulders and thought about it for a while, "After obtaining the consent of both parents, we will go to get the marriage certificate first, and then go to church to answer some oath questions raised by the pastor in front of the Holy Spirit, and answer 'yes' , inviting some friends to have a carnival."

"Maybe the order is reversed or omitted. I seldom go out since I got cancer. Most of the things I can only know through TV and books." She shrugged with a helpless expression.

"You are very healthy and energetic now, and you still have a lot of strength to escape." Cassius suddenly picked her up by the waist, and Claire caught his neck unexpectedly, and the booklet on her lap fell all over the floor.

"I thought this matter was over with you, you know why I left." She muttered dissatisfiedly, "You made me feel hopeless in life before."

Cassius carried her up to the second floor and stopped in front of the door. He lowered his eyes and said, "There will be changes."

Claire looked at him and blinked, "My escape made you think about something."

Without waiting for Cassius to answer, she was thrown into the soft bed in the bedroom, and then his tall figure pressed down to support her, and his soft lips rubbed against her throat.

Clareton felt her skin burn when she understood what he was about to do. She took a deep breath and said, "Cassius, you need to take a shower."

"You hid in that place full of bedbugs for half a month. Every day I watched you, I was thinking about what to do with you when you came back." His lips lingered next to her ears, and his cool breath was in her ears After flowing.

Claire resisted the urge to tremble, put her fingers on his chest and said vigilantly: "What should I do? Is there any punishment?"

A smile suddenly appeared on Cassius's face, his lips left her ears, and his ambiguous breath sprinkled on her face, "Fulfill your obligations as a wife, I am not pursuing all your responsibilities."

Claire blushed, "I thought you were no longer pursuing it."

"You've been away for two months." Cassius said in a condensed voice, he had always been worried about this escape.

Claire lowered her eyes to cover up her shyness, and tremblingly said: "Okay, but it must be within my tolerance, you can't torture me."

One good thing since the last conversation, Cassius knows how to ask her opinion when doing it.

Another point is that Cassius performed quite thoroughly, and the completion time is up to him to control, and he probably intends to make up for the lack of two months from her. Pain numb.

In the end, she was woken up in a coma, and she could only judge how long he had been doing it through the golden light shining in from the gap in the curtain.

It wasn't until the sun shone hotly on Clare's naked back from the half-closed curtains that she was awakened by the rising temperature.

She lay her whole body on Cassius's smooth chest, and mechanically stretched out her already limp body like a jellyfish.

Muscles all over his body were tense, and he felt sore all over the place.

Claire hummed uncomfortably, and the motionless palms that had been holding her around her began to stroke her spine gently.

"Are you awake?" Cassius' voice was particularly sexy and hoarse in the morning.

She closed her eyes and didn't want to move any more, she just complained: "The bones are about to fall apart, can't we talk about it and keep the time within a reasonable range?"

Cassius rubbed a bruise on her fair skin with his fingertips, his eyes darkened slightly.

He went too far last night and left her covered in scars.

"Sometimes the power control of the mechanical arm is not very accurate, and I will make adjustments."

Claire opened her eyes, glanced at his right arm, and muttered in a low voice, "I should be glad you're not wearing it in your crotch."

"What?" Cassius narrowed his eyes.

Claire bent her arms on his chest to prop up her upper body, looked at the sunny face and the few black hairs falling from the pillow, the corners of her lips slightly raised, "I pulled out a few of your hairs yesterday .”

This is the only thing she can get back from him, who made his hair grow so thick and lush.

Cassius stared at her deeply for a while, the burning emotion in his eyes made Claire a little overwhelmed, she was about to get off him when the fingers on her back grabbed the back of her neck and forced her The face approached him.

　Gentlemen, come in and continue to be sweet

　　(╭)╭Please

　　
　
(End of this chapter)