Chapter 273: The Dragon Girl's Unclothed Body, Heart, and Soul
After the meal, Ren was not in a hurry to leave.
Instead, he asked Talulah, "Where is your room?"
Upon hearing this, Alina and Annie looked over.
Talulah's heart skipped a beat.
So, it's finally happening.
Talulah, who was already mentally prepared, pointed to the middle bedroom. "There."
Ren walked straight to it and said, "Come here. I have something to tell you."
"Do I need to take a bath?" Talulah asked nonchalantly.
"A bath? No need. Just come."
"…Understood."
Talulah hesitated for a moment but still followed him.
Click.
The door closed.
Annie and Alina exchanged glances, both guessing the same thing.
Annie was calm and composed; in her opinion, it was only a matter of time. Of course, since it was Talulah, she felt a tiny bit of reluctance. She had been the first to interact with Ren, the one to make the pseudo-milk tea. She could still feel the phantom wetness.
Yet, Ren had chosen Talulah, not her.
But her gaze swept towards Alina, and Annie felt relieved again.
Alina was more anxious, her hands tightly clasped. Her eyes were fixed on the door, trying to see inside.
She was a little worried if this was too rushed. Alina hoped Talulah would offer herself willingly. She wanted Talulah to find happiness, just like her.
But Talulah's state of mind was, after all, different. The moment Ren resurrected her, Alina knew her future belonged to him.
In fact, her worries were unnecessary.
Ren wasn't there to do anything of the sort.
He sat on her bed, quietly watching Talulah follow him in.
Talulah closed the door without a word. With her back to Ren, she crossed her arms, took the hem of her white shirt, and pulled it straight up and off, tossing it onto a nearby table.
Her back was as smooth as snow.
Thinking about it, it seemed none of the three had worn a bra today. Perhaps it was more comfortable at home this way.
Then her hands moved to her waist, and with a rustle, her skirt fell.
At this moment, Talulah's Red Dragon body was clad only in pure white lace underwear.
Her back was like an elegant painting, and Ren couldn't help but admire it. Her short hair swayed gently with her movements. Her posture was tall and graceful, her lines fluid and beautiful, outlining perfect proportions.
Her skin was as fair as snow, smooth and delicate. The light spilled onto her back, reflecting a soft glow, making her appear even more captivating.
With her arms wrapped around her chest, Talulah slowly turned around, walking step by step towards Ren. Her steps were light, each one carrying a dancer's rhythm. Her form and eyes revealed an independent temperament.
She came before Ren, opened her arms, and fully displayed her perfect Dragon body.
It was similar yet different from Annie's. Not only in size but also in the smaller points upon her chest, like budding flowers, beckoning to Ren.
An exquisite delicacy was laid before him.
Who would have thought Ren would remain unmoved? He only observed her with a gaze of pure appreciation, a slight smile on his lips as he said, "Tsk, I think you've misunderstood me."
He pulled Talulah to him, making her sit on his lap with her back against his chest.
Ren's hands passed under her smooth armpits and onto her body. Her delicate frame trembled as his hands passed over her chest.
His left hand rested naturally on Talulah's flat stomach.
However, he did nothing more. Instead, he pinched her chin, turning her cold, pretty face towards himself.
"I've interacted with many girls. But apart from Pandora, that special case, I've never forced anyone."
"You seem to think of me as some nobleman who only plays with others' bodies."
"Though I am indeed quite a scoundrel."
As he spoke, Ren tilted his head to kiss Talulah's lips, while his left hand moved to her chest, as if to prove his point.
Just a slight pinch made Talulah tremble violently.
Seeing her sensitivity, Ren didn't do much more and released her.
He said softly, "I just want to tell you, I quite like connecting with people heart to heart."
"Get up. Put on your clothes. I have something serious to discuss with you."
Seeing that things were not as she had imagined, Talulah fell silent for a moment. Then, under Ren's amused gaze, she got up and slowly put her clothes back on.
"Come, sit."
Talulah sat beside him at Ren's instruction.
Ren put his right arm around her waist, truly doing nothing excessive.
He asked, "Ch'en. You know her, right?"
"!!!"
As soon as the name was spoken, Ren felt the delicate body in his arms tremble. Talulah's eyes held both memory and shock.
"Ch'en… that's my younger sister's name. How do you know it?"
"Ch'en is my friend," Ren shrugged.
"..."
A ripple surged in Talulah's heart. Her… master and Ch'en were friends. It was something she had never imagined.
Talulah said, "You mentioned Ch'en's name. Is what you want to say related to her?"
"That's right. Ch'en found out you're here with me and wants to see you."
"I don't mind taking you, it's just a simple world-crossing. But I wanted to ask for your opinion first."
"If you agree, I'll take you and Alina back to Terra for a visit. If you don't want to, I'll refuse Ch'en."
Ren recounted the events lightly.
Talulah understood that Ren was merely respecting her opinion, which was why he had come to her specifically.
It was she who had misjudged him with her own impure thoughts.
"I'm sorry. I misunderstood you earlier," Talulah lowered her head and admitted her mistake.
"Hmm, it's not really a misunderstanding. Just don't think of me as so terrible. I do still plan to win you over, and if you're too guarded, it'll be hard for me to make a move," Ren said with a self-deprecating lightness, though it was also his true feeling.
Upon hearing this, a trace of warmth flowed through Talulah's withered heart.
Ren, with his scoundrel's intuition and experience, keenly sensed the softening in her expression.
He decisively seized the opportunity.
His other hand smoothly wrapped around her, enveloping Talulah entirely in his embrace.
His chin rested comfortably on her fragrant shoulder.
"So? Tell me what you're thinking."