About Me Being Picked Up by Tallulah for Adoption

In fact, this girl has also experienced trauma that is difficult to heal, but all the suffering ends here.

"By the way...well, why do you call me [Junjun]?"

"Well, let me tell you about this later."

Orson smiled at Junjun, who first pouted angrily, but then also showed a relieved smile.

After Junjun also decided to join the reunification movement, the cadres who originally joined the reunification movement now only have broken bones that have not yet joined.

But Orson had no intention of inviting him to join the integration movement.According to the information of the nobles, Misha and Alix are now living in a host family. They are not infected, nor are they soldiers of the integration movement.

That being the case, there is no need to bother them.

Before he knew it, the sun had already set, and Orson returned to the Rostov family's separate house that was temporarily used as a stronghold, and sat down on the steps in front of the door.

——The goal of cutting the city has been completed so far. In the end, it only needs to connect with Rhodes Island. The equipment of the Azazel Clinic is still not enough for the infected, but will Rhodes Island arrive here? ?Do we have any means of proactively... eh?

Orson, who was thinking about his next move, suddenly found a shadow appeared in front of him at some point.

"Sit outside the door and be careful not to catch a cold, Orson."

"Miss Tazi?"

Orson raised his head and saw Tallulah who was holding something in his hand and applying with concern on his face.

"Tonight...well, are you free?" Tallulah took out the object in her hand, which was a real chess board.

The leader, who always had an upright and calm expression, tried to invite Orson with twinkling eyes at this time.

"Well... it should be fine to relax once in a while."

Orson nodded, got up and walked into the room with Tallulah. "It feels like a long time ago when I played chess with Sister Tazi last time."

Orson came to Tallulah's room and sat at the table while sighing.

"Well, at least six months to be exact."

Tallulah gently locked the door and responded to Orson at the same time.

"Hey, Sister Tazi, you remember so clearly."

"——I was just talking casually!"

Tallulah immediately defended, but then sighed to calm herself down.

——Really, what am I nervous about?

Tallulah placed the chessboard on the table, then sat opposite Orson, her bright pupils stared straight at the young man in front of her.

"Do you want to go first, Sister Tazi?"

Orson set the chessboard and asked Tallulah at the same time.

"Huh? Oh... ok."

Tallula responded somewhat absent-mindedly, and at the same time picked up the real wooden flag on the chessboard, not the flag that Orson drew with paper and pen.

"When I come back to my senses, I always feel that everything we have done is like a dream."

Tallulah moved the pawns and spoke softly.

"A year ago, we still had no purpose and could only wander around in loose sand struggling to survive, but today, we can play chess like this in Qiecheng with a legal identity and without dodging openly."

Tallulah looked at Orson, but the boy's eyes were still focused on the chessboard.

"Yeah, the emperor didn't pursue it, and other old aristocratic forces can't act rashly for the time being."

Orson responded while thinking about the chess game.

wrong--

"No...that's not what I'm going to say, Orson...!"

Tallulah rested her finger on the flag, but this time she didn't push the pawn.

The so-called playing chess is just an introduction. What I really want to do, what I really want to say, should actually be——

Tallulah stood up suddenly and walked in front of Orson.

"Huh...Miss Tazi...?"

Orson, who was pushed into the corner by Tallulah, was a little confused and didn't know what Tallulah was doing all of a sudden.

"Olson, stand up and close your eyes."

Tallulah spoke in an almost commanding tone, but Orson had no choice but to follow suit with some doubts.

"Sister Tazi, I have to say that today is not my birthday. If you are planning a birthday surprise, the time must be right—"

Before he finished speaking, Orson felt his lips pressed tightly against something soft and warm, and after that, his body was hugged tightly.

The overly shocking development made him accidentally open his eyes, and what Orson saw was Tallulah embracing him tightly, blushing and burying her head in her chest. It is related to the residual temperature of your lips.

"...When I saw Orson you suddenly fainted after the battle, I felt my heart skip a few beats.

Tallulah whispered into Orson's chest.

"Facing the internal guards, facing the old aristocratic forces, I have never felt fear, but at that moment, I was so scared that I even froze in place, and my mind went blank. I am afraid that if this time there will be no more" A miracle' will appear, will you leave suddenly and completely like this."

Tallulah let go of her arms, she looked at Orson, she was shy about herself at the moment, but felt a kind of joy after not having to suppress this emotion.

"I have thought more than once, am I really worthy of being saved by you again and again? What I did for you, from beginning to end, was only in that village where I didn't cut off the long sword, but what you did for me... It's just too much, always, always."

Tallulah rubbed her eyes. This young dragon whelp, who has always regarded himself as a fighter, doesn't want to show his weakness in front of others, especially those he likes.

"It's not like that, Sister Tallulah. You've helped me a lot too. If it wasn't for you, I might—"

"Stop saying such polite words, Orson." Tallulah interrupted Orson, and at the same time led Orson to the bedside.

"You know, I didn't come to settle accounts with you, and I really owe you too much... just treat it as my despicable means, only tonight—tonight, you Can you... see me not as a leader of the Reunification Movement, or as a tyrant in need of help, but... but... an ordinary Drake... woman...?"

Speaking of the latter, Tallulah herself almost turned off. This girl who has never known what love is, did not expect such a shy behavior to say such words.

"What the hell am I doing...it's just too... woo..."

Tallulah lay back on the bed, covering her cheeks with her hands, even so, she couldn't stop the blush from deepening, and her tail flicked back and forth like crazy.

On the other side, Orson's face was also flushed. A few minutes ago, he never thought that Tallulah would say such words to him, let alone that Tallulah who was always calm and calm, at this moment Will cover her face in bed and wriggle like a real girl.

There is an old saying in Yan State: Uncooked rice has to be cooked on strings.

Orson took a deep breath, and he first manipulated the rest symbol to turn off the lights in the room.

For a moment, darkness engulfed the two of them, leaving only the deserted moonlight vaguely illuminating each other's outlines.

Then, Orson tuned the black snake's curse—after all, no one wanted the black snake to watch what happened next live.

"Sister Talula—Talulah, is this really okay?"

Orson looked at the young Draco, asking for his wishes one last time.

"I'm...afraid of losing you, Orson, so even if it's just today, hold me tightly and let me know that you are still here. Then, come and calm the throbbing in my heart that is about to roar out Bar."

Tallulah got up from the bed, stood up in a duck sitting position with her legs spread apart, and then slowly eased off the noble military uniform she was wearing while enduring the shame that was about to emerge.

Although Tallulah had taken off her clothes many times before to go to Kosche's consciousness, but this time, she was in front of Orson, and she knew very well that the meaning this time was completely different.

The coat was taken off, and Tallulah's plain underwear was revealed in the air, but this time, the whelp did not stop.

Under the dim moonlight, the ignorant Drake took off all her "disguise". The white and slender body, which had experienced several wars, was complete for the first time, undisguised like a sculpture in Austria. in front of Sen.

"...Well, I kind of regret—"

The coolness on her chest made Tallulah pull out the pillow and hug her in front of her body. Even though she had made preparations before, the young dragonling still couldn't be as decisive as commanding the integration movement, but hesitated, shyly, intermittently I hesitated and didn't know whether I should continue.

"It's too late to say regrets now, Tallulah—since you are the leader leading us forward, then you should understand how important the words of the people at the top are."

"That's what you said, but Orson... I sure as hell—— woo!?"

Tallulah, who was still turning her head to prepare herself, was suddenly pressed down on the bed by a force, and the pillow in her hand was forcibly torn apart by the rest symbol. The fluff scattered all over the sky and fell down again. On the contrary, it made the young dragon look pitiful, in stark contrast to his usual appearance of taking care of everything.

"Orson... you hurt me - Orson?"

Tallulah wanted to break free from the shackles of Orson's palm, but was pressed tightly by the opponent, and could only twist her body slightly to try to block her unobstructed skin.

Tallulah suddenly realized that there seemed to be something wrong with Orson's situation.

——Did this idiot use tuning on himself...!?

Tallulah finally found out that because Orson was afraid of "running away", he simply had a wave of reverse sage moments for himself.

"You... you—you idiot!"

Boom!

"Wow!"

Talulah, with tears in her eyes, shot a giant dragon head hammer, directly knocking Orson awake from the tuning state.

"What I want is to be with the real you...that, that...anyway, don't use those weird things...!"

Tallulah said with a blushing face, and Orson, who came back to his senses, also realized that he was the one who panicked more.

"Sorry, Tallulah...I see."

After waking up, Orson canceled the tuning to himself, but he still maintained the posture of pressing Tallulah, and he could even clearly feel the slight rise and fall of the opponent's chest with the scorching breath.

"..." "..."

The two remained silent for a while.

"Uh, Orson?"

Tallulah blinked and asked why Orson didn't move.

"I...well, I don't know what to do next."

Orson, who has more than 20 years of experience as a virgin, said in embarrassment.

"...Me too, I'm not too sure about this."

Tallulah turned her head, although Kosche had taught her various wisdoms, techniques, and ways of dealing with various people.

But the black snake never told Tallulah about the relationship between men and women, and Tallulah herself never thought about it.

"——" "—"

The straight girl and the virgin stared wide-eyed, and the atmosphere of taboo play that had been brewed with great difficulty disappeared in an instant.