BTTH: Starting from Capturing the Goddess-Chapter 66 - 69: Naming Her Majesty While Holding Her

"So? Is it too hot?"

Chen Mo asked softly.

"It's fine." Queen Medusa replied.

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Chen Mo scooped another spoonful of the elixir, gently blew on it to cool it down, and fed it to Queen Medusa.

"I extracted your violent internal energy, helped stabilize your aura, and now I'm feeding you medicine. Don't I deserve a reward?"

Queen Medusa blinked, her tone teasing. "What kind of reward do you want?"

Hearing this, Chen Mo stopped crouching and sat on the edge of the bed. He looked into her stunning, flawless face and smiled:

"How about... a kiss?"

"Do you have a death wish?" Queen Medusa replied coldly, her seductive tail swaying lightly.

"I'm just asking, not doing," Chen Mo said with a nervous grin. He scooped another spoonful, cooled it, and gently held it near her lips.

"Then what about a hug? That should be fine, right?"

"Human, you're getting bold."

Queen Medusa extended her delicate little tongue and pulled the spoonful of elixir into her mouth. Who knew what was going through her mind, but she said:

"Depends on your performance."

Chen Mo's eyes lit up, and he picked up the pace, spooning the rest of the medicine into her mouth while smiling:

"Your Majesty, are you hungry? I could make you something to eat."

Queen Medusa pursed her lips, a soft smile forming on her face.

"No need."

Ten minutes later, Chen Mo finished feeding her the entire bowl of Serpent Essence Elixir, then gently wiped the trace of medicine from her lips.

"Your Majesty, are you feeling any better?"

"Mm, my body feels all warm." Queen Medusa hummed lightly, stretching her slender hand from her waist—moving with lazy grace.

Chen Mo couldn't help but notice the subtle rise and fall of that pale, flawless skin.

This is way too tempting!

He swore Queen Medusa was doing it on purpose.

"So, Your Majesty, how was my performance?"

Before she could reply, Chen Mo acted on impulse. He put the empty bowl into his storage ring, kicked off his boots, and climbed onto the soft bed.

Queen Medusa: "???"

She stared at Chen Mo in disbelief for a few seconds, then said coldly:

"This queen didn't agree. Get down."

"Your Majesty, that's not fair. After all I did for you, can't I just hug you for a bit? I'm not taking advantage or anything."

With that, Chen Mo laid down behind Queen Medusa.

She shuffled forward, just about to turn around and scold him—when Chen Mo quickly reached out and wrapped an arm around her waist.

He could clearly feel her body tense up for a moment.

But Chen Mo behaved himself—his hand simply rested around her waist, unmoving. He shifted slightly closer, his chest pressing lightly against her cool, silky back.

Breathing in the soft fragrance of her hair, he closed his eyes and murmured pitifully:

"After that battle last night, and staying up all night helping you recover... I'm exhausted. Just let me hold you for a while."

The moment he said that, Chen Mo realized—it sounded far more suggestive than he meant.

Too late now.

Thankfully, Queen Medusa didn't overthink it.

At first, her face went cold, and a dangerous glint flickered in her eyes the moment he touched her.

But after hearing his soft words, her gaze gradually softened.

If not for his unwavering protection last night... my breakthrough probably would've been interrupted.

"Stay honest with your hands. Or I'll cut them off," Queen Medusa said coldly.

Chen Mo knew she was allowing it, so he quickly nodded.

Five minutes passed.

Chen Mo slowly moved his hand from her waist down to her slim, toned stomach—and gave a gentle squeeze, savoring the soft warmth of her body.

Queen Medusa didn't react.

Chen Mo let out a deep breath.

Success.

Bliss.

Inside, Queen Medusa's heart was beating rapidly. Of course she could feel his little movements.

Logic told her—she should smack his hand away.

But in reality... she didn't.

She remained silent, quietly resting in Chen Mo's arms.

If Chen Mo could see her face, he'd realize it had turned bright red.

The truth was, Chen Mo had gotten bolder.

Seeing that his hand hadn't been pushed away, he waited about a minute before letting his other hand play with Queen Medusa's long, silky hair.

He even started tying little knots in it.

Then he spread his fingers and gently smoothed them out—the strands were so smooth that the knots unraveled easily.

"Having fun?" Queen Medusa's voice came suddenly. Her tone was calm—but it made Chen Mo break into a cold sweat.

He immediately let go of her hair, flustered. "N-No..."

"Hm?"

Just as he said "no," Queen Medusa let out a soft, cold snort.

"I mean—yes! It's fun."

"Then why did you stop?" she said with a chilling smile.

Chen Mo's heart skipped a beat. She's baiting me! He couldn't fall for it.

So he chuckled sheepishly. "Your Majesty is so beautiful, I couldn't help myself."

Hearing that flattery, Queen Medusa gave a soft snort and said nothing more.

Seconds passed. She still didn't speak.

Whew. Looks like I passed.

And this slim waist? Still fair game for cuddling.

A few minutes later—

Chen Mo started to act up again. His hand on her stomach began to move, gently stroking her smooth skin.

Fearing Queen Medusa might explode and beat him to death, he quickly diverted her attention:

"Your Majesty, it's kind of a pain to always call you that. What's your real name?"

In the original novel, the name Cai Lin was given to her later by Xiao Yan.

Queen Medusa was momentarily stunned. It wasn't really a secret, so she replied plainly:

"My sister and I were called Medusa ever since we were born from our egg. We have no names."

Chen Mo's eyes lit up. As his hand continued to softly rub her stomach, he said:

"Then... why don't I give you a name?"

"No." she rejected flatly.

"Then between Qing Mo, Qing Mo with different characters, or Qing Mo spelled differently, which do you prefer?"

Queen Medusa: "???"

"Qing, like clear water. Mo, like ink. Or Mo, as in foam. Or Mo, meaning unfamiliar." Chen Mo snuggled up to her fragrant shoulder and whispered:

"Which one sounds better to you, Your Majesty?"

"None of them."

"C'mon, pick one."

"Get off the bed."

"You're right, Your Majesty! None of them are worthy!" Chen Mo quickly backtracked.

But he still didn't let go.

A minute passed.

And then... Chen Mo tempted fate again.

"Your Majesty... can I kiss you?"

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