Chapter 818: Chapter 542, Get Ready_2
She suddenly and tightly clenched her legs, prying his fingers away, “Stop being silly, it’s still daytime!”
Fang Hao pressed his cheek against hers, gently nibbling on her earlobe, and whispered, “Don’t you miss me?”
Rebecca certainly missed him, especially since she had been annoyed that Fang Hao had been away for so long without coming to see her.
If it hadn’t been for the sudden snowfall, she would have planned to go find him.
“Let me go first.” Rebecca struggled.
Helpless, Fang Hao could only release his hands and then said, “I came to find you as soon as I took care of the issues at Eight Peaks Mountain. After winter, you can let Lyss’s merchant group go to the Dwarf territory to sell goods. Once the resources flow, the capital will increase exponentially.”
Rebecca was stunned, turning around and pressing against his chest, “You’ve taken over Eight Peaks Mountain?”
“Of course, Gray Iron City is still ruled by Dwarfs. In the future, the Human Clan, Dwarfs, Orcs, and Trolls will form a huge trading network, and goods of all races will circulate freely. You won’t have to worry about anyone daring to plunder the merchant groups, and trade will only get better,” Fang Hao hugged her again, his hands naturally resting on her buttocks.
Rebecca found the idea appealing.
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If they could open up the markets of the Human Clan to the Orc and Dwarf areas, the economy would surely grow exponentially.
Forget the Troll areas, their wear and usage are too different from the Human Clan; it might be hard to have any popular items there for a while.
“That’s actually great news. I’ll include setting up a merchant group in next year’s plan, and you’ll have to help me open up the trade routes then,” Rebecca contemplated and then said.
Fang Hao pouted, “You don’t miss me, it’s going to be tough for me to help you with that.”
Rebecca hesitated for a long while, nibbling on her lip before lowering her voice and saying, “Miss you? How could I not miss you? I would have come looking for you these past few days if you hadn’t shown up.”
Hearing the usually dignified Rebecca speaking in such sweet, low tones.
Fang Hao’s anger flared anew, he raised his hand to lift her waist and placed her on the round table behind him.
Rebecca was startled, her hands bracing on the table, and said hurriedly, “What are you doing, I told you it’s broad daylight.”
Fang Hao moved close to the table, looking down at Rebecca from above, “Nobody’s coming over, I’ve already seen to that.”
Rebecca’s eyes darted away, glancing at the nearby bed.
Just about to suggest moving there, her mouth was already sealed.
Whimper!
Rebecca tried to struggle, but it appeared feeble and only more enticing.
Having been apart for two months, it was hard to contain the emotions, and even the composed Rebecca didn’t hold back anymore.
What would it matter if someone found out? It’s not shameful when with one’s own man.
Even though initially, he was only a man in name.
She struggled briefly, then was tossed about into a daze, her eyes growing hazy, her struggling weakening, her hands shifting from hitting to clasping around his neck.
The pulling and pushing soon turned into cooperation.
Her light blue flannel robe was undone, the hem falling at the edge of the table, cotton boots dangling from her toes, swaying back and forth.
In her dizziness, her clothes were soon scattered all over the floor.
…
Time passed.
In the quiet room, the intensity of their voices rose dramatically.
Next to the stove, Rebecca’s pale body turned slightly red from the reflection.
Her body covered in sweat beads, lying on the table, her head tilted to one side, her eyes slightly squinted, softly humming in rhythm.
At this moment, the sudden soft alert from the Sound-transmitting Shell by the stove startled them both.
“Someone sent you a message,” Fang Hao paused, handing her the Shell.
Seeing the Shell, Rebecca’s gaze was still slightly blurred as she instinctively took it and held it to her ear.
A gentle female voice immediately came through, “Dear, what are you doing?”
Huh?
Hearing the voice, Rebecca quickly sobered up from her daze.
Rolana!
The two of them, feeling guilty as if caught in the act, were startled.
Rebecca tried to struggle to sit up, but their position made her lay back down.
She let out a heavy breath and calmly said, “I just finished some work, hmm! Are you coming back?”
Before she could finish, her body started moving again.
Startled, she immediately covered the Shell, but the message had already been sent.
This Sound-transmitting Shell wasn’t like making a phone call that you could keep open.
It was more like a voice message on WeChat, after you finish talking and pull it away, it only sends the recorded snippet.
The passage is too long and not useful.
Rebecca’s body incessantly swung back and forth as she tried to kick her opponent, but her feet were caught and the continuation proceeded downwards.
Just as Rebecca was about to get annoyed, the voice from the Sound-transmitting Shell rang out again.
“I still need some time before I return, or else Fang Hao will start nagging at me again. Why does your voice sound strange?” Rolana’s voice rang out again.
Angrily, Rebecca lightly hit the man twice, and after he stopped moving, she spoke, “It’s nothing, I might have caught a cold. Fang Hao is quite nice. You are capable, you should help him more.”
As she heard Rebecca still speaking up for herself.
Fang Hao was even more delighted and bent down to kiss her deeply.
This made Rebecca whimper softly.
A unique sensation made the experience even more thrilling for them.
Their movements and extent grew bigger and more intense.
“What’s with you, speaking up for him? I tell you, men are not good things,” Rolana continued.
Rebecca lightly slapped Fang Hao’s shoulder and moved her mouth away.
She continued, “Alright, I have things to attend to here. We’ll talk tonight. Let me know in advance when you’re coming back.”
“Okay, go ahead with your tasks.”
The table started creaking once more.
…
Leaving Rebecca’s side.
Fang Hao also looked refreshed and fetched Demitrija and Little You from the next room.
They once again activated Demon teleportation and appeared in the City Lord’s mansion of Pruell City.
By that time, it was already evening.
The City Lord’s mansion hall was empty, with not a soul in sight.
Calling over a nearby guard, they were led to the area where Tavek resided.
Just as they entered the building,
they saw Tavek hurrying over.
“Lord.”
“Yes, Tavek, how has the city fared this winter?”
Fang Hao and his companions sat down on chairs nearby.
Immediately, Tavek responded, “As per your instructions, we’ve created many temporary positions, providing clothes for the cold and food. There was no trouble from bandits in the surrounding villages either. This year has been the best in many years.”
“Are there any refugees?”
“Previously, there were some homeless people, but they have been placed in temporary positions. As long as they are willing to work, surviving this winter is no problem.”
“That’s good.”
“Yes, my lord, thanks to you, the residents are now praising your kindness and virtues,” Tavek, a merchant by trade, did not skimp on his praise.
Of course, Fang Hao also hoped to be a good leader.
It sounded pleasing to hear.
“Alright, I came here to tell you that a investigative team from Silver Wing City will be here tomorrow. Be prepared and make sure they don’t uncover anything,” Fang Hao quickly stated.
Tavek had just been calmly sipping tea.
Upon hearing this, he spit out his tea.
After coughing several times, he said in surprise, “An investigative team? Investigating what?”
In the Federation of the Hundred Cities, each city governs itself, unless something illegal is done; otherwise, no one interferes.
The suddenness of this investigative team made Tavek very anxious.
“They’re investigating the Undead to the north. I think it will be done quietly. Just pretend you don’t know anything, be cautious and don’t give them anything to go on. You don’t need to worry about the north; I’ll handle it at the fortress,” Fang Hao instructed.
“Oh, understood,”
Tavek breathed a sigh of relief.
Investigating the Undead, whatever they sought, it didn’t involve him directly. Fang Hao would handle the situation with the Undead.
“Alright, I don’t have anything else.”
Tavek once again bowed.
Fang Hao nodded and reactivated Demon teleportation, taking Demitrija and Little You back to his main city.