I'm here to save the world, what are you doing?

Lucius frowned slightly and carefully pushed the door open a crack.

The scene in the room made him hold his breath.

Octavia stood in front of the window, the moonlight outlining her graceful figure.

A thin white silk nightgown, the almost translucent fabric looked hazy in the moonlight, and the curves inside were vaguely visible.

Her long flaxen hair was draped behind her without any decoration. Her skin was as delicate and transparent as white jade, exuding an alluring luster.

At this moment, Octavia looked like a frightened deer, with fear flashing in her blue eyes. Her hands tightly grasped her nightgown in front of her chest, and her body trembled slightly.

"Who is it?"

"Please, don't hurt me..."

If you look closely, you can see that Octavia looks scared, but her body doesn't make any substantial defensive movements.

Moreover, although her eyes were full of fear, there seemed to be a hint of anticipation in that fear.

Lucius:? ? ?

Six hundred and sixty-six.

It is also the whole domestic plot of God.

Big sister, you are already at level six now. I may not be your match. Who are you pretending to be so weak for?

Lucius sighed, then simply opened the door and strode in.

But as soon as he walked into the room, the door behind him immediately closed again automatically without any wind, and there seemed to be a sound of it being locked.

"..."

"Hehehe, don't be afraid, dear. I am Lucius~"

Since the other person wants to play role-playing, just play with her.

"Little Sir?"

Octavia's eyes widened in surprise, and then the horror on her face turned into deep shyness:

"How...how did you get here?"

She subconsciously pulled the neckline of her nightgown, but this action made the translucent fabric fit her body better, outlining more seductive curves.

Octavia walked slowly towards Lucius, then suddenly stumbled at a perfect distance and fell into Lucius' arms.

The soft body hit his strong chest, and at that moment, Lucius clearly felt the warmth and softness coming through the thin nightgown.

And two...

Don't you want to challenge me?

interesting.

"Yes, I'm sorry..."

Octavia muttered an apology but made no move to get up.

She stayed like this in Lucius's arms, her warm breath spraying on his neck.

"Dear, didn't you invite me over?"

Lucius smiled frivolously and put his arms around Octavia's waist.

"The melody you played on my legs at the banquet, 'By the Old Walls of Splenda'."

This is a song describing a night meeting of lovers. It was a hint from Octavia and the reason why Lucius broke into the palace tonight.

A sly look flashed in Octavia's eyes, and the pitiful look she had just had disappeared.

She chuckled, her voice a little charming:

"It seems my young lord is quite knowledgeable about music."

"So, are you ready to accept my invitation?"

Octavia put her arms around Lucius' neck. At this moment, she had completely shed her frightened disguise, replaced by a strong temptation and expectation.

Her lips were so close, their breaths intertwined, like a silent invitation.

Lucius said nothing, but simply bowed his head in response.

Octavia's lips were soft and sweet, with a hint of wine.

In this passion, Octavia's hands were not idle either. Her nimble fingers unbuttoned Lucius's shirt, reached inside, and stroked his strong chest.

When the two finally separated, Octavia's eyes were filled with mist, and her swollen lips were even more vivid.

"Love me, my lord."

She murmured and slowly untied the laces of her nightgown.

The white jade beauty shines under the moon.

...............

Meanwhile, on the other side of the inner court.

Plotina stood on the balcony of her boudoir, gazing at the moonlight in the distance.

For some reason, she felt particularly uneasy at the moment. She always felt as if something important was happening, but she couldn't grasp that subtle feeling.

Plotina sighed softly and temporarily put her chaotic thoughts behind her.

Unable to sleep, she walked to the next room, walked to the grand piano in the middle of the room, and slowly sat down.

The slender fingers hovered above the keys, gently stroking the white keys, as if caressing the face of a lover.

The piano let out its first sigh, like a soul awakened.

After a moment, the melody of "Moonlight" poured out like water.

The melodious notes penetrate the night, telling the heart's thoughts that no one listens to.

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PS: I almost laughed when I thought about what I wrote.

Recommend a friend's book.

95-Lucius's High-Energy Reply! A Love Letter to Plotina! (9k5)

As the morning light breaks, golden sunlight gently shines on the head of the bed, painting the entire room with a warm golden orange color.

Rose petals blown by the wind were scattered on the carpet, interweaving with the scattered clothes to form an ambiguous pattern.

The air was filled with the faint fragrance of flowers and the intertwined scent of the two people. The lingering scent of last night had not yet completely dissipated from the room.

On the bed, Octavia's long flaxen hair was scattered on the snow-white pillows and sheets, her cheeks were slightly flushed, and she nestled quietly in Lucius' arms, her slender arms tightly around his waist.

Lucius was the first to wake up.

He slowly opened his eyes, feeling the soft touch of the woman in his arms and the rich scent of roses. The corners of his mouth unconsciously rose, revealing a satisfied smile.

Da Lei! Brothers, Da Lei!

A real man has to play with big thunder!

Although the top-of-the-line tram was good in every way and saved energy, Lucius always felt like something was missing when driving it.

It was not until last night when he first drove this top-of-the-line supercar, which combined the elegance and wildness of a cheetah, and galloped on the track that Lucius realized what he had been missing.

——The roar of the internal combustion engine is correct, I am not talking nonsense.

Not to mention the difficult operation of feeding and driving at the same time, the visual impact alone is something that poor Xiao Ai cannot compare to.

Not to mention the powerful strength and structural rigidity of the sixth stage.

Just let Lucius transform into Shuangmalu Ge and fire indiscriminately.

This is a true driver's car!

Lucius thought he was strong enough, but he didn't expect that after trying his best to control her all night, he could only make Octavia fall asleep contentedly after the adjustment period.

not bad.

To sum up, Xiao Ai is more sports-oriented, while Octavia is more business-oriented.

Just as Lucius was immersed in his post-war review, Octavia in his arms moved slightly, then slowly opened her eyes.

There was still some confusion in her blue eyes, but when she saw Lucius in front of her, she immediately revealed a lazy and satisfied smile.

"Good morning, my little lord."

Octavia's voice was raspy with the sound of morning, yet strangely sexy and alluring.

The warm fingers gently drew circles on Lucius's chest. He was really restless as soon as he woke up.

"Good morning, my dear prince."

Lucius kissed her forehead lightly, and ran his fingers through her silky long hair, enjoying the delicate touch of hair wrapped around his fingertips.

Octavia narrowed her eyes and nuzzled Lucius' chest like a cat before looking up and stealing a kiss on his lips.

"Young Master, were you satisfied last night?"

There was a cunning glint in her eyes, and a mischievous arc appeared at the corner of her lips. It was obvious that she was asking a question even though she knew the answer.

"I feel a little tired, but my waist is a little sore."

Lucius complained half-heartedly, his hands wandering dishonestly around her waist:

"Your Highness's enthusiasm truly exceeded my expectations."

Octavia chuckled softly, her laughter as sweet as a silver bell:

"Why, is this all the future harem king can do?"

"Heh, provoking me? That's interesting."

Lucius raised his eyebrows and instantly turned over to suppress Octavia.

When their eyes met, the atmosphere suddenly became ambiguous:

"Do you want to verify it again?"

A smile flashed in Octavia's eyes, and she stroked Lucius's cheek with her fingers:

"Please help yourself, young sir. I would be happy to have another round."

"Haha, forget it, it's getting late."

"Next time definitely!"

Lucius shook his head in feigned helplessness and rolled off the bed dejectedly.

Lucius: I just controlled a gunman and swordsman!

You ask me how I control it?

Haha, of course it depends on willpower!

Iveliya is still dizzy at home. If there is another round, it will definitely be noon.

If Xiao Ai wakes up and finds that she is not here, wouldn’t it be difficult to explain?

Although I left a note, when I think of what it said...

After the two of them washed and dressed, Lucius straightened his cuffs and was about to leave, but Octavia suddenly reached out and grabbed the corner of his clothes.

"Don't be in such a hurry to leave, can you at least have breakfast together?"

She raised her face, the morning light streaming through her pleading eyes.

Without waiting for a response, she took Lucius' wrist and gently tickled his palm with her fingertips:

"It's a rare opportunity to have breakfast with you. Please don't deprive me of this little pleasure."

Lucius stroked his chin, hesitant.

"Aren't you afraid that this will reach the ears of Emperor Lao Deng?"