Interstellar: Conquering Crazy Commanders with Food

Chapter 67 The Bedroom Conversation
The orc soldiers kept falling hard to the ground and getting up again, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Under the sun, the sand that had been baked by the charcoal of the light seemed to be shining in the air, and the tangled muscles and sweat under the flash made Claire feel the strong wild beauty of the orcs.

In less than half an hour, Cassius beat all the people around him. All the orcs grinned against the bruises and pain on their faces, and expressed their submission to the strength of their commander.

Someone found Claire standing on the steps and reminded Cassius.

The man turned his head to look at the girl in the white skirt outside the guard net. He spat out the mouth guard and gasped, "Go back and find the problem yourself, come back tomorrow."

"Yes." The loud voice resounded through the training ground.

Claire watched Cassius walk up the steps, a large amount of sweat slid down the vertical and horizontal lines of his trousers like water droplets, and there were many scars on his skin. He looked mighty and strong.

And it was such a body that attracted her for a long time.

"Isn't it hot to stand here?" The man stood still in front of her, his black shattered hair clinging to his scalp, and the corners of his temples were dripping with water. When he saw her looking at him in a daze, a faint smile appeared in his eyes.

"It's quite hot." Claire coughed lightly, touched her hot cheek, and asked embarrassedly, "Did I interrupt your training? The meal in the cafeteria is ready, so I wanted to come out and have a look."

"It's over, let's go." Cassius stretched out his hand to wrap her shoulders naturally, and hugged her into his arms, completely unaware that his mud-stained body would stain her skirt.

Claire saw that there were still some red marks on his waist and abdomen, and wanted to keep a proper distance from him, "Do you want to go to the medical room?"

Sensing that she wanted to back away, Cassius held her shoulders harder, "No need, it's inevitable for soldiers to be injured, and they're not that delicate."

Claire had no choice but to let him walk around, one side of her skirt was stuck to those muscles with his sweat, showing a shallow outline, and the orcs around her frequently stopped and saluted, she was even more embarrassed.

Claire was taken back to Cassius' bedroom in the barracks, which was in the same dormitory building as the group of orc soldiers. The only difference was that his room was directly accessed by a private elevator, which prevented Claire from seeing a large number of shirtless orcs beating him. Awkward.

In the closed elevator, the tip of her nose was filled with a faint smell of sweat, but it wasn't unpleasant.

Claire looked up at the tall man beside him who had regained his breathing, "Ms. Eva called me today, and she said that you contacted the Ministry of Justice, and that Alice's suicide death was related to Langdon, except for my oral testimony Is there any real evidence beyond that?"

Cassius said lightly, "No."

Claire stared blankly, then watched him lower his head again, staring at her quietly with his black eyes, "I gave a false testimony."

"Ding."

When the elevator arrived, she was half-embraced and got out of the elevator.

Cassius let go of her and went straight to the wardrobe to get a change of clothes.

Looking at the simple black-and-white bedroom in front of him, Claire regained consciousness standing at the elevator door, took a few steps around the big bed with the folded quilt without a single wrinkle, "Don't do that."

The man took off his clothes and looked back, Claire said seriously: "I do find him very unpleasant and very angry, but you can't give false testimony, you are the commander who holds a lot of power, and you can't be left behind."

Cassius said with a smile in his voice, "Afraid that something will happen to me?"

Claire didn't know why he didn't care about such things at all, she nodded and frowned, "I'm serious, don't do this."

As soon as he finished speaking, the man put his hand around her waist and led her into the bathroom. He kicked the door shut and said with a happy expression, "There is no false evidence, Claire, Langdon is not afraid of me being a threat."

So he lied to her just now?
Claire's face froze, and then her lips pursed into a straight line, and she broke away from his hand and walked out.

Before she could take two steps, someone grabbed her arm, and she was dragged into the embrace full of sand and scars.

"Angry?" He asked with the corner of his mouth raised.

Claire looked up annoyed, "Commander, is it fun to worry me for nothing?"

Cassius lowered his head, stroked her cheek with his fingers, his eyes darkened, "I like your loyalty."

For the sake of his protecting her every time, Claire certainly wouldn't be so stupid as to care about these things. She saw the shower above her head and realized that she was pulled into the bathroom.

The posture of the two is still a little ambiguous, which is not good.

"I see, you should wash it first." She pushed his chest, and seeing the bruises on it again, she was so frightened that she rolled her fingers not to use too much force.

"Claire, what do you want to tell me?" He leaned down and slowly rubbed his palms around her waist.

Claire was almost pressed against his body, the itching around her waist made her tremble, she was almost out of breath when the man's strong chest was squeezed, she took a deep breath and asked in confusion: "What do you mean?"

"Ask you." Cassius' tone became a little dangerous, and there was almost no distance between his lips and her cheek.

"I don't know." Claire's head was a little dizzy, "You let me go."

She was almost out of breath.

Before she could react, she was pushed against the wall. The man grabbed her hands with one hand and raised them above her head, pressing her lips heavily.

At the same time, the shower sprayed water, and the icy cold water made Claire tremble heavily, and all the names she wanted to call Cassius were blocked and swallowed.

The man held her down, his voice hoarse, "wash me."

Claire was dizzy from being kissed, her clothes were soaked and stuck to her skin, she barely opened her eyes, and got the right to speak and tremblingly said: "Leng Leng."

No matter how warm his body was, the cold water still made her tremble uncontrollably.

Thinking of Claire's poor health, Cassius' eyes flashed with annoyance, and he immediately turned up the water temperature.

The rapidly warming water made her relax. Claire wiped her face, and the water droplets kept falling from her eyelashes. She had to squint to look at him.

Cassius let go of her grip, wrapped her around her waist and pulled her away from the wall, "Let's begin."

"I didn't give anyone a bath." She whispered.

"I don't want to repeat it a second time, Claire." Cassius squeezed her chin with one hand, "Or I'll give you the second choice."

"What?" Claire's eyes lit up.

"Wash up and go to bed and wait for me."

Claire's body trembled, she keenly noticed that Cassius was a little unhappy, but she couldn't figure out where his inexplicable temper came from.

Looking at his pants that had already been wet with water, she trembled with her fingertips, and finally stretched out her hand
after an hour.
She was weakly carried out by Cassius and put on the bed. She was wearing a loose t-shirt, and her wet hair wet the clothes on her back.

(End of this chapter)