Yes, Lady Funina!

As she spoke, Funina reached behind her back to untie the apron, but after several attempts, she failed and instead made the slipknot into a knot.

"I'll help you." Richard said, turning Funina's back to him.

"Oh, thank you." Without thinking much, Funina obediently turned around, while using one hand to gather her hair that was draped over her back, making it easier for Richard to get started.

This was originally an ordinary action; I had done this kind of interaction countless times before.

But this time seems a little different from before...

Funinna exuded a faint, delicate orchid fragrance, a scent Richard had smelled before. The last time Funinna insisted on sleeping with him, his nose was filled with this fragrance.

At that time, Richard only thought it smelled nice and didn't have any other thoughts. However, this time Richard couldn't help but take a deep breath, wanting to smell the scent more.

I have an urge to pick it up and then, like petting a cat, bury my head in its body and suck on it intensely.

However, this was just a thought, and Richard would not put it into practice.

"What's wrong?" Seeing that Richard hadn't moved, Funina tilted her head back slightly, trying to see out of the corner of her eye what Richard was doing and why he hadn't helped her untie her apron.

"It's nothing." Richard's expression was perfectly controlled, showing no sign of anything unusual.

Upon hearing Funina's urging, he quickly helped Funina take off her apron.

Then, considering his current state, Richard suddenly realized that accepting Funina's invitation today was a mistake.

However, since Funina's little cakes were already baking in the oven, he couldn't just leave like that, so he could only try to minimize physical contact with Funina.

What to say?

Richard's current state is like a powder keg; before his authority is fully restored, he is in a damp state, and after it is restored, he will become an activated state.

Just like when the grass element encounters the lightning element, it will be agitated by the slightest disturbance.

After untying her apron, Funina hung it on a clothes rack and then walked back to the living room in her slippers, plopping down next to Richard.

Funina's home has two types of sofas: one is for meetings, which usually only seats one person and is accompanied by a small table.

Another type is the sofa where Funina and Richard are sitting now, which is a large sofa that can seat several people at the same time.

When people say "sleep on the sofa," they're referring to this kind of sofa.

This sofa is not only big, but also soft, so you can use it to sleep on other types of sofas.

When Funina sat down, her buttocks sank in, and because she wasn't far from Richard and Richard was heavier than her, according to the principle that people go uphill and water flows downhill, Funina was naturally 'pushed' in.

Furna calls it 'sofa adhesion,' and they usually stick to each other in this way when Richard comes to visit.

However, before Funina could get close to Richard, Richard consciously shifted his position, creating a small distance between himself and Funina. This small distance prevented Funina from being pulled in by gravity.

Are you serious about taking half a step back?

Funina clearly noticed Richard's movement, but she didn't understand why Richard would deliberately move to the side.

After all, they were sitting right next to each other on this sofa before!

Funina, somewhat skeptical, moved along with Richard, and her body, drawn by the sofa's suction, slowly slid towards Richard.

Then Richard moved again, and this time Fryna understood—he did it on purpose!

Funina frowned slightly, wondering why Richard suddenly didn't want to be close to her anymore.

The girl unconsciously pinched her collar with her hand and smelled it. Hmm... it seemed to have a smell, but that was inevitable. Who doesn't get a bit of cooking fumes when they cook?

Although all she made was macaroni.

Funina hurried back inside, and soon came out in a different set of loungewear. Ever since Richard said she looked good in loungewear, she had bought several sets...

After changing her clothes, Funina returned to the living room and confidently walked over to Richard. To make sure she didn't smell of cooking oil, she even sprayed some perfume, which was unusual for her.

This made the already fragrant Funina even more tempting.

As soon as Funina sat down, Richard consciously moved to the side, even further than before, almost to the very edge of the sofa.

Funina: …(?·ˇ?ˇ·?)…

What is this situation?

Didn't she already change her clothes? Why won't Richard still get close to her?

Suddenly, Fulina thought of a saying: men are all fickle and easily bored. Richard's current behavior was probably because he was 'tired' of her.

The thought of this possibility made Funina's heart clench, and tears welled up in her beautiful heterochromatic eyes.

It hurts, it hurts so much, Richard, why are you avoiding me?

Sensing the change in Funina's emotions, Richard was speechless. Indeed, from Funina's perspective, his actions did seem to imply a desire to 'distance' her.

But he was clearly protecting Funina. Given his current powder keg state, if he continued to stick to her like before, Richard was really worried that Funina would become a mother next year.

From young girl Funina to young woman Funina.

Before Funina could speak, Richard tried to change the subject, asking, "Where's Fucarus?"

Well, he's starting to dislike her after all. Even though he's with her, he's still thinking about other women.

Furina selectively ignored the fact that Frucaros could also be considered her in some respects.

Despite being heartbroken, Funina still answered Richard's question, "She said she has to repair the command machine today and might be back late, or she might not come back at all and just stay in the command machine."

For Fucarus, returning to the Oracle Machine was no different from going home.

When Funina said this, her tone was somewhat listless, like a cabbage that hadn't been watered in a long time, and the tuft of hair on her head drooped down listlessly.

"I see..." After receiving the answer, Richard didn't say anything more, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

In the end, it was Funina who couldn't hold back any longer. She braced herself on the sofa, leaned towards Richard, and looked at him stubbornly with her teary almond-shaped eyes, saying:

"Richard...you've changed."

"Did you see it?"

Richard was taken aback, not expecting Funina to have such keen observation skills, actually able to see through his clues.

No, Richard felt he should be in good control. Although he was currently in a state of being a powder keg waiting to be ignited, Richard was confident that, with his years of experience in controlling recoil, he could disguise himself as a damp powder keg.

“Hmm…” Funina didn’t expect Richard to admit it so readily.

For a moment, Funina felt like the sky was falling, but she still managed to hold back the tears that were about to spill from her eyes, and her body, which had been leaning towards Richard, straightened up again.

However, before Funina could even start to get excited, Richard said, "Okay, I admit it, Funina, you are indeed a bit tempting right now."

"Huh?" Funina's sorrowful emotions faltered, and the tears in her eyes miraculously stopped.

"However, my current situation is somewhat special. For your safety, it's best to keep some distance when we're alone together..."

"Hmm?" Funina blinked, and the small pearls that hadn't had time to evaporate dribbled down her cheeks because of the blinking action. Funina didn't pay attention and casually wiped them away.

Richard couldn't help but sigh when he saw this. He had indeed been inconsiderate this time, focusing only on controlling the recoil and forgetting about Funina's feelings.

Judging from Funina's expression just now, she probably misunderstood something. If he doesn't make amends, Funina will probably have to stay in bed all night, shedding her pearls.

People who didn't know the situation might think they were bullying her, but unfortunately, Richard did want to bully Funina, just not in this way.

Even if you're going to cry, the tears shouldn't flow from the corners of your eyes.

"Furina, your little cake..." Richard glanced at the kitchen, feeling that it was almost done.

“That’s not important.” Furnessa indicated that she had set a timer for the machine, and it would stop on its own when the time was up. She was more curious about the meaning behind Richard’s words than about the small cakes.

Judging from Richard's words, Richard did not choose not to sit with him because he disliked him. On the contrary, he liked him so much that he was afraid he would lose control, so he strategically distanced himself from him.

Unable to resist... Fulina remembered that Richard was able to remain unmoved before because he had not yet become a complete dragon and had some physical problems. But now Richard had completely completed his power, and all those concerns had disappeared.

The desires that were previously suppressed will gradually return, and like a spring, the more intensely they were suppressed, the stronger they will rebound...

Thinking of this, Funina was no longer flustered. After confirming that Richard didn't dislike her, but rather cared too much about her and that's why he kept his distance, Funina couldn't help but feel playful.

Although she didn't sit directly next to Richard and press herself against him, her little hand kept poking at Richard's arm.

At the same time, a strange smile appeared on her delicate face as she asked, "Just how special is the state you're talking about?"

Richard's lips twitched slightly. That Fulina...

“Furina, I advise you not to play with fire,” Richard warned once again.

"Playing with fire? How could that be? I'm just curious why Mr. Richard is keeping his distance from me, saying it's for my safety."

"It wasn't like this before..."

Funina's tone and expression at this moment were somewhat joyful, and the corners of her mouth were harder to suppress than the machine gun in the hands of the autonomous agency.

However, before Funina could be arrogant for long, Richard proved his danger with his actions.

With just a gentle scoop, Richard pulled Funina into his arms like a rag doll.

Their bodies were pressed tightly together, much closer than when they sat together on the sofa before.

Before Funina could even blush, Richard lowered his head.

"Hmm?..."

Chapter 173 Fukalos: Is this something I can watch for free?

Fu Ningna's lips were very soft. If Li had to use something as a metaphor, he would think of them as blueberry pudding—soft, chewy, and with a subtle sweetness.

In short, she was unlike any of the girls Richard had kissed before. Yae Miko's scent was like cherry blossoms, while Kage's was more like a tingling sensation...

Anyone who frequently kisses different girls knows that each young girl's red lips have their own unique flavor.

Moreover, when kissing, you can easily sense the current state of your kissing partner.

Take Funina for example. Faced with Richard's sudden attack, she was in a daze. When kissing, she subconsciously closed her lips tightly, leaving no gap.

So even though Richard tasted Funina's lips, he only took a small bite and was unable to pry open her teeth and reach her soft pink tongue.

Funina kept her eyes tightly closed, her hands pressed against Richard's chest, but she didn't use any force, only causing a few wrinkles in Richard's clothes.

Richard held Funina's slender waist and could clearly feel Funina's stiffness. It was obvious that Funina had never expected Richard to suddenly bite her.

After a short while, Richard let Funina catch her breath. After all, people can forget to breathe when they are under too much tension, and he didn't want Funina to faint from holding her breath.

After feeling the warmth of her lips disappear, Funina didn't open her eyes immediately. It wasn't because she was shy, but because she was too nervous and didn't even notice that Richard was no longer kissing her.

After a while, Funina, having recovered, slowly opened her eyes, her beautiful eyes filled with a faint mist, as if veiled by a layer of gauze.

"Lady Funina?" Richard called out tentatively.

Funina belatedly came to her senses, her previously dazed and scattered gaze refocused, and she returned from her reverie.

When she noticed that Richard was holding her waist tightly, and her face was less than ten centimeters away from Richard's, and she couldn't even see Richard's face clearly, Funina's eyes began to well up with tears.

"You...you shouldn't do anything reckless," Funina said instinctively.

“I didn’t do anything reckless, Lady Funina.” Richard indicated that he had warned her beforehand, but Lady Funina did not take his warning seriously and continued to provoke and cause trouble.

In response, Richard imposed sanctions on Funina.

After hearing Richard's words, Funina was both ashamed and angry. If this wasn't considered reckless, then what would be?

"You think this isn't reckless? I... I haven't even agreed yet!"

She was kissed without any warning, and her first kiss was gone just like that... The worst part is that she didn't even get to taste it; her mind went completely blank, like she had blacked out.

"So, Lady Funina means... that we can continue after you agree?" Richard raised an eyebrow, while simultaneously applying slight pressure to bring her body even closer.

"I...I didn't say that!" Funina said, her eyes darting around. At the same time, because of their close proximity, even through their clothes, she could clearly feel Richard's body temperature.

So hot...

Richard's body heat seemed to have spread to her as well. Funina now felt her body getting hot, her mouth was dry, and it was as if the air around her was carrying an astonishing heat.

"What does Lady Funina want to say?"

“I…I have nothing to say.” Funina turned her head away, not daring to look at Richard.

"Shall I continue?" Richard pretended to be a gentleman and prepared to speak.

Funina was startled and quickly closed her eyes.

After waiting for a long time, Richard didn't show up. Funina secretly opened one eye and saw that Richard, that wicked thing, looking at her with a smile.

“You…I…” Funina didn’t know what to say. She couldn’t very well ask Richard, “Why did you stop?”

Wouldn't that be tantamount to telling Richard, "You can do whatever you want to me"?

Moreover, Richard was clearly doing it on purpose, deliberately messing with her!