That night, Medea sneaked into Ask's bedroom again.
Like a proud hostess, she washed her hair in the bathroom, wiped her wet hair with Ask's towel, left the bathroom and walked into the bedroom.
Ask was writing something on the desk at this time. Medea took a peek from behind and saw a series of intelligence and deployments about the counterattack on Constantinople.
She was a little jealous because Ask was still thinking about other girls, but Miss Succubus soon became happy again.
Anyway, the leader’s first time was mine~~~The second time was also mine…
She sang joyfully in her heart, and hugged Ask affectionately from behind, pressing a certain part of her weight on the back of his neck.
"Stop it." Ask said calmly.
Such a cold yet doting sentence (succubus imagination) made Medea feel happy and satisfied from the bottom of her heart, so she deliberately rubbed Ask's neck, repeatedly leaning left and right, pretending to read what he was writing.
After a while, she became a little bored, so she pulled a chair from the side and sat down. She also pulled Ask's left hand over and placed it on her lower abdomen.
"Can you feel her heartbeat?" Medea asked with a smile.
"How is that possible?" Ask asked without even raising his head.
"I can feel it." Medea hugged his arms. "Our daughter... will be a very healthy baby."
Ask turned his head to look at her, then continued to write with his head down, saying:
"After the baby is born, I suggest you take it to Nora. I'm afraid Agrippina's toxins will affect the baby. You should know that men in our world basically have to give up smoking, drinking, and staying up late to take care of their bodies before their wives are ready to get pregnant."
"What are you worried about?" Medea couldn't help laughing, "We are demigods!"
"Because we are demigods," said Ask.
Medea remained silent. Indeed, if demigods of different bloodlines wanted to successfully reproduce, they had to suppress their own bloodline abilities, which resulted in the children being unable to obtain complete genomic information from their parents and being prone to early death.
Of course, both Ask's Eastern Achilles family bloodline and Medea's succubus race bloodline have unique advantages in this regard, but this is only relative to "other demigods".
After all, their innate physical health is still not as good as that of ordinary human children.
"I won't go to her." Medea pouted awkwardly, "Why should I ask my rival for help? I don't trust her."
"You know she's not that kind of person," Ask whispered.
"I can't confirm it." Medea continued, "Even if there is a one in ten thousand chance, I don't want anything to happen to our daughter."
"Okay." Ask shook his head, not wanting to continue arguing with her, "You should go to bed. Staying up late is not good for your health."
"Then I want a goodnight kiss." Medea pointed to her lips.
"No kiss, but I did get a slap." Ask rolled up what he had written. "Don't you have any idea how our daughter came to be? I haven't settled the score with you yet."