Chapter 426: Relationship

Finally.

The mother-and-daughter naga's conversation ended.

With her elder daughter's departure, Eve swiftly sealed the gap in the ritual once more.

After a moment's hesitation.

She slowly made her way to the inner layer of the tent and peeked inside.

There she saw Rod sitting alone by the bed, wearing a bitter yet handsome wry smile.

"Lady Lady Lilian… am I about to be driven away?"

"You heard everything?"

"Mm, Miss Eve wasn't willing."

"She's just under too much pressure. She picked up that restraint and self-discipline from somewhere—our land-dwelling naga bloodline has never had such things."

As she spoke, she drew closer, looking at the man before her who resembled a heartbroken puppy, and her heart softened again for no reason.

She couldn't help reaching out to pat his head.

"Don't worry, I'll keep talking to her. You keep staying here with me."

But Rod shook his head.

He looked up, his gaze burning as it fixed on Lady Lilian, and his large hand reached to take the fair, tender palm atop his head—one untouched by the slightest trace of time.

The searing heat in that palm made Lady Lilian's body tremble.

She nearly lost her senses.

"Little Rod…"

"You know me, Lady Lady Lilian. I actually… actually don't have… don't have any feelings for Miss Eve."

"I know."

"We've never even met. But Lady Lady Lilian, Auntie Lady Lilian, from the very first moment I saw you, I actually…"

"Don't… don't say any more."

Lady Lilian was already somewhat flustered.

Land-dwelling naga may be lustful by nature, but at their core they uphold monogamy, and because of their tribal structure, they still place considerable weight on the old ancestral rules.

A mother and daughter fighting over the same man—just like among humans—is something that simply cannot be brought into the open or squared with propriety.

She flustered free of Rod's large hand.

She turned away, refusing to look at him, while the hand that had just been held pressed hard against the heart in her chest that was beating wildly and refusing to behave.

Rod, behind her, raised an eyebrow.

Not a trace of dejection—instead, his face broke into pleasant surprise.

Lady Lilian was already generously proportioned, and now with that compression, her slender, delicate back could no longer conceal it.

The outlines on both sides were revealed.

Oh!

A woman's back unable to hide such magnificence—truly a vision unmatched on earth!

After a pause, Lady Lilian spoke again:

"One day, Eve will come around. As I said this morning, we are only in an ordinary relationship. Tonight, you go to the outer layer. It's getting late—get some rest."

Rod opened his mouth, but no words came out.

He could only rise dejectedly, head lowered, and walk out of the inner room.

Throughout, Lady Lilian kept her back to him, her arms trembling from time to time.

Only after she heard the sound of Rod lying down on the carpet did she relax slightly, murmuring absently:

"Why… why is it that just one look, one touch of hands, and my body has already… Rod, why on earth do you have this kind of magic…"

She looked down.

There she saw the bed still in disarray, covered with last night's traces.

"Hah—"

Lady Lilian couldn't help but let a rough breath escape her fragrant lips.

Slowly she lay back on the bed, clutching the bedding that still held warmth, and breathed deeply of the scent the man had left behind.

The restlessness in her heart and lower abdomen shot straight upward.

Severely wounded for over a decade, Lady Lilian had never once…

And now, without any provocation from Rod, she was reaching down of her own accord.

After quite a while.

Sounds that invited endless imagination echoed, suppressed, through the inner room.

And the inner and outer layers were separated by only a single thickness of heavy canvas.

Naturally, it could not be hidden from Rod in the outer layer.

He lay sprawled out, sipping salty milk tea on one side while listening to Lady Lilian's sounds, quite at ease.

Tally leaned close to his ear and laughed: "She's taking care of herself."

"Heh, can she really?"

"Definitely not. Last night you two went at it for way more than three hours—the mark of 【Charm Fluid】 has long since been carved into every inch of her body. Only with her master can she find release."

"Let's make a bet—guess when she comes out to find me."

"I bet ten minutes. If I win, I want to eat till I'm stuffed—belly stretched out and all!"

"If I win, you go hungry for three days. Only after three days do you get fed."

"Huh?! Playing for such high stakes? Alright then, master—when do you guess she'll come out?"

Rod smiled: "I guess it's now."

The words had barely fallen.

With a rustle, a soft hand pushed aside the curtain connecting the inner and outer layers.

The beautiful, exquisite face of Tally's mother-in-law, the Naga, flushed red and peered out quietly.

Tally clicked her tongue and shrank back into the shadows unwillingly.

"Not enough. Not enough? Why can't it be?"

Lillian panted heavily, fine beads of sweat glowing with Bai Guang on her forehead, sticking to her hair strands; her hazy eyes made her exquisite face even more charming.

"My lord Lillian, what's wrong?!"

Rod was of what caliber; he immediately got into the state.

He hurriedly stood up and went over with a face full of tension.

Then, at a loss, he wiped the sweat and hair from her face, feeling both heartache and tenderness.

Seeing that she seemed to have no reaction yet.

Rod simply lowered his head and kissed her soft lips.

The warm, slightly dry lips on the surface touched, then stuck together as if coated in honey before separating.

Lillian came to her senses; the hot breath of the man before her rushed at her, making her full of panic.

"I truly love you, my lord Lillian."

"Love... love me?"

"Yes."

"Even an old auntie like me, who is old and loose?"

"My lord is not old; you are the most beautiful Naga I have ever seen. I will love Lillian forever in this life."

Lillian's eyes were hazy as she actively returned the kiss.

Her hands did not stay idle, grabbing wildly.

The two embraced, knocking over the salted milk tea pot together, pushing aside the heavy curtain, and with a clatter, fell onto the bed together, not separating for a long time.

Then it was just the same plot as last night repeated.

The commotion did not stop.

Until morning.

A morning without a sandstorm was bright enough.

Golden sunlight shone through the canvas of the tent into the inner room.

The bedding had been roughly kicked to the floor.

The fruit platter had been overturned.

The bed board had collapsed.

Moreover, from the messy sheets to the carpet on the floor, and from the fallen bedside table to the canvas of the tent, all were affected.

Lillian grabbed her sticky hair and sat up groggily.

Her whole body ached terribly.

She looked again at the pitiful man curled up beside her.

The man had started shouting "no" from the third round, yet kept shouting until he fought all the way to morning.

What kind of constitution is this?

The more he fought, the braver he became? Stronger when facing strength?

"Sigh, why is it happening again..."

Lillian was full of regret.

Then she remembered the man's constant sweet words and attachment during the process, and a trace of long-lost sweetness involuntarily filled her heart.

She gently and lovingly stroked the man's hair, saying with heartache:

"I'm sorry for troubling you again. I left the potion on the table outside; remember to drink it and rest well. I still have matters to attend to."

"My lord Lillian... then... then can you come back tonight too?"

"Last night was an accident. Even if I come back, we can't do this again. I... I am after all your... and your body can't take it."

"I can still take it!"

Lillian laughed at his stubborn look.

While saying not to do this again, she leaned down and pressed onto Rod's body, kissing his forehead.

It was soft and thick, full of rich fragrance.

"Since you heard it last night, I won't hide it from you. Just now, Evey sent me a message; the Axe Beach side has already told us the location of the White Dragon Tomb. We are going to survey it today, so the next two days will be quite busy."

(End of this chapter)