She told him that when he finished his work and came back, he should bring her a few cool mechs and warships. Corvin's reply was almost instantaneous. Corvin was curious. 'Why do you want to redecorate my room? Don't you like the current one? But Silas told me you'd love it.' Emma suppressed the urge to kill Silas and replied, 'Silas is talking nonsense. None of you is allowed to listen to him anymore.' It was bad enough that Silas was a pervert, but he was corrupting Corvin and Marcus, too! Emma's head felt itchy with frustration. She turned off her lightcore, took a quick shower, and then headed into the training room to absorb the beast cores. When Emma emerged from the training room, she saw Marcus, who had arrived sometime during her absence, lying on the floor beside the bed. Near him was Cotton Candy, whose limbs were tied up. Emma looked at Marcus, who was lounging on the floor, his collar open, half his chest exposed. "Marcus, what are you doing lying on my floor? And why did you tie up Cotton Candy?" Lying on the floor and exposing half his chest? Who is he trying to seduce? Marcus looked up at Emma. "Lucien said that while they're gone, you shouldn't be alone. If no one else is guarding you, I must stay by your side constantly." Edric was training downstairs and hadn't come up to keep her company, so Marcus came instead. At this, Marcus' tone became a little resentful, "I came to guard you, but you won't let me get on your bed, so I can only lie here." He didn't want to lie on the floor, but Emma wouldn't let him on the bed. Hearing his plaintive tone, Emma actually felt a little guilty. She lightly touched her nose and told Marcus, "In the future, when there's no one else in the room, you can sleep on my bed." At that sentence, Marcus immediately shot up from the floor, stripped off his clothes, and slid onto Emma's bed.He was incredibly fast. By the time Emma reacted, he was already down to just his briefs. Emma was speechless. Seeing Marcus reach to strip further, Emma rushed over and grabbed his hand. "But why are you taking off your clothes while getting on the bed?" And why take off so much? Marcus, whose wrist was caught in Emma's grip, answered with a serious look, "My clothes are dirty. I can't get your bed dirty." Although he hadn't spent much time on her bed, whenever he came into her room, the bed was always pristine, the sheets neatly made without a single wrinkle. Marcus knew that Emma was a very clean person. Even though he had showered before coming, the clothes that had been lying on the floor absolutely couldn't touch Emma's sheets. Emma went speechless again. "Okay, well, don't take off anything else. That's enough." If he stripped any further, sleeping would become impossible. "All right." Marcus nodded innocently. If Emma didn't want him to take it off, he wouldn't. "Squeak!" Lying on the floor with all four limbs bound, Cotton Candy realized Emma's attention had been completely monopolized by Marcus. It couldn't help but let out a cry. "Squeak! Squeak!" Ms. Tibarn, look at me! I'm still tied up! Hearing Cotton Candy, Emma finally remembered the rabbit. She quickly let go of Marcus, scooped up the little creature in its princess dress, and untied the ropes. "Marcus, why did you tie up Cotton Candy?" After untying the rabbit, Emma looked at the miserable-looking Cotton Candy and hugged him close to comfort him. Marcus looked dangerously at the rabbit monopolizing Emma's arms and ground his teeth. "When I came in, I saw it bouncing wildly on your bed. I was afraid it would dirty the sheets, so I tied it up.""Squeak!" Ms. Tibarn, he's lying! I was practicing dancing for you! This guy is slandering me! "Ms. Tibarn, his squeaks are annoying." Marcus suddenly sat up, gently plucked Cotton Candy out of Emma's arms, got out of bed, walked to the door, opened it, and tossed Cotton Candy out. Then he closed the door and switched off the light. The room instantly went dark. The next second, a cold, furry body was pressed into Emma's arms. "Ms. Tibarn, hold me. I won't make a sound." So he threw Cotton Candy out just so I would hold him? Speechless, Emma shoved him back onto the bed, then lay down herself. "You're too cold. I'm not holding you." Emma said, closing her eyes. The very next second, a hot body suddenly pressed against her from behind."Do you dislike me because I'm cold? What about now?" Marcus lowered his head, his canine teeth gently grazing the back of Emma's neck. He was an ice-based etherian, and because his ability was so powerful and sometimes uncontrollable, his body was perpetually cold. But if Emma disliked it, he could also heat himself up. The slight prickling sensation on the back of her neck took Emma completely by surprise, and a suppressed gasp escaped her throat.