"Shut up!"

Lola missed a precious dinner, but she got a red apple from Caesar's hand. That night, she tearfully stood up and ate the fragrant crispy pork knuckle, accompanied by sliced cherry tomatoes.

And this was just the beginning.

Just like the agreement they had signed that night, Caesar provided Lola with a legal identity, and in return, Lola had to help Caesar get through his heat period.

Caesar asked Lola to come to his room after finishing her homework for the day, allowing her to use his private space. As he spoke, Caesar had just had dinner with his family, not yet completely out of his military uniform, having only removed his hat. His silver-white hair had a cold and beautiful luster under the light.

Lola, standing in front of him and still wearing her school uniform, had her eyelashes wet with tears and was still savoring the taste of the crispy pork knuckle she had just eaten.

Caesar, in his black military uniform and seated on a chair, laid out his strict requirements: "I might d