No one else entered the room that day, and it was locked from the outside. The door was made of an incredibly strong material, presenting yet another barrier to him. Eventually, he managed to break it down, how will he escape with guards secretly watching him?
Everything about his situation was unbearably complicated. His freedom was entirely taken from him, a perfect example of a dog locked in its cage, allowed out only when its owner permitted.
He went to bed after mentally drawing a small map of the places he knew, trying to sketch out a possible escape route to a familiar location.
The next morning arrived quickly, and he woke up slowly, feeling a strange warmth in his crotch.
He blinked in confusion, then pulled back the duvet, only to find a blonde hair resting on his lap.
"Qiao Lian!" Liam was dumbstruck, staring at her in disbelief.
Qiao Lian withdrew her mouth from his half-awakened cock and looked at him with a seductive grin. Her hands, however, didn't stop teasing the little man already searching for a signal.
"We had a deal, right? Why are you surprised?"
"But isn't it too early? Besides, I wasn't even awake," he stammered.
"Doesn't matter. Sexual desire is a feeling that must be responded to immediately. It doesn't matter the time, place, or state of the person you're doing it with."
"But…" Liam's words stuck in his throat. He had no argument to counter hers.
He recalled someone in his world who died from excessive masturbation.
"I know you're weak right now, and your stamina would collapse if we had real sex, so I'll stick to oral until you're strong enough to go several rounds with me." She sat up and adjusted her underpants to hide her damp nether region.
"But isn't that reason enough to give me the full treatment right now?" Liam asked quietly, raising an eyebrow.
Qiao Lian laughed and got out of bed.
"I'm sure you've met my cousin, Qiao Mei?"
"Yes," he replied.
"In reality, she'll be the one training you for the next four days. She'll assist me because the treatment requires a strong body to perform."
'Train me? But why is she kind to me? She doesn't seem like those messy maids who secretly treat me like trash. She might be those 'green snake under the green grass' type so I much watch out for her carefully,' Liam thought, sighing internally.
"Are you happy now?" Qiao Lian teased, bringing her index finger close to his lips.
"Maybe," Liam replied before continuing, "but do you think keeping me indoors all the time is the right thing? At least give me the freedom to move around."
Qiao Lian's face immediately darkened with a frown.
"Do you know what I despise? Men who don't know how to appreciate what they're given! I saved you and even offered you my body, yet you reject me and demand independence!"
Her voice was laced with anger.
Hearing her words, Liam's face turned pale. Being oppressed was a trade he had learned to deal with in his previous life, but in this existence, he had two disasters hurled at him.
Here, Liam was so weak he couldn't even walk around freely.
'Sometimes, words aren't enough. Actions speak louder.'
Liam took a deep breath and reached out, gently holding her hands.
She was still venting when she froze, feeling the warmth of his touch. Her eyes widened in surprise—the Mo Shen she knew had never dared to do something like this before.
Slowly, she felt Liam's breath near her face.
In the next second, his lips pressed against hers, catching her off guard.
Without knowing how to react, she closed her eyes, letting the kiss wash away all her waves of anger.
'She must be surprised to see me do this…' Liam thought, noticing her stillness. He didn't rush, letting the moment linger. 'A step at a time.'
He knew how to seize the moment.
Liam kissed her for a few minutes before pulling back to gaze into her eyes.
"Qiao Lian," his voice softened, filled with emotion.
She answered with her eyes, her hands shifting toward his.
"I know you're cautious of me," he began, speaking slowly. "But I mean no harm. I'm truly touched, wholeheartedly, by your actions."
His grip tightened slightly as he continued, "I'm only acting this way because I want to be strong. Strong enough to protect you and me from any harm in the future. Please, believe me… Let me protect you."
"The death of my clan left a scar in my heart that took a long time to heal. But thankfully, it's over. I can now fully express my emotions to those I cherish."
Qiao Lian was taken aback by Liam's sudden confession, looking at him with a mix of surprise and confusion.
Liam took her silence as a cue to continue. "I know I haven't been the most appreciative, and I'm sorry for that. But please, let me prove to you that I'm worthy of your trust and affection."
He calmed his breathing, steadying himself as he spoke.
Listening to him, she felt the sincerity in his voice—a side of him she had never seen before.
Qiao Lian chuckled silently.
Liam watched her closely, studying her expression.
He took her hand, holding it tightly as if his life depended on it. "I may not have much to offer now, but I promise to make it up to you. I'll work hard to become someone you can be proud of. I will create a better future for the two of us."
Most of his lines were lies, but who cared? He was only trying to save himself from a disastrous future.
Qiao Lian's heart melted at Liam's words. She almost cursed herself for believing he didn't care about her.
'It turned out he was only scarred by the sorrowful end of the Mo Clan, where he belonged.'
She grabbed his hands, tightening her grip as her eyes trembled slightly, a faint red hue appearing on her cheeks.
"I'm sorry for being so blinded by my obsession in the past. I failed to see my mistakes for two months. I've been a bad girl… Would you still love me after all that?"
'Who in hell would love someone like you?' he screamed internally, but he couldn't afford to ruin everything at this stage.
"I still care for you, Qiao Lian. You're beautiful and hardworking, and I love that about you. You are every man's dream, so why would I love you?"
Liam used every opportunity to deceive her.
From the games he played—the Xianxia eroge games—he had learned there was always a way to handle situations, no matter how difficult.
'Viperous woman, I can't bring myself to trust any of her deceitful word or action..'
They were so deep in their conversation that neither noticed the third presence in the room.