Tifa lifted her head as she swallowed, her black eyes fixed on Loren, brimming with seduction and love for him.
Seeing that expression on her face, Loren's heart was filled with affection, and he could not help stroking Tifa's beautiful hair.
In an instant, his overflowing love poured forth, washing over Tifa.
Tifa had long since prepared herself. She half-closed her eyes and waited for Loren's sweet rain to fall.
"Master, aren't you feeling much more energized than before?" Tifa asked with a smile as she sucked on her fingers.
Loren nodded in satisfaction. "Yes, much more energized. Thank you, Tifa!"
"Master, this is simply my duty!" Tifa shook her head.
"Go take a shower. I'll wake the other sisters!" Loren said.
"Mm, all right!" Tifa nodded, turned, and walked out of the study. Her footsteps echoed down the corridor, gradually fading away.
The second floor of Morgan Manor was a long corridor, with bedrooms on both sides.
Every bedroom door was different. Some were dark oak, while others were painted white.
Some doors were covered in graffiti drawn by Nymph, while Hancock's snake-shaped earrings hung from the handles of others.
Loren walked down the corridor, his footsteps making faint creaking sounds against the wooden floorboards.
He first went to Tifa's room and saw her inside.
Then he went to Android 18's room. The door was unlocked, so he gently pushed it open.
Android 18 lay on the bed, her long golden hair spread across the pillow, her blue eyes closed.
Her sleeping posture was very proper. Her hands rested at her sides, and her body lay straight, like a carefully arranged sculpture.
Her breathing was so light it was almost inaudible.
Loren walked to the bedside and sat on the edge of the bed.
He reached out and tucked