Lying down in the Zerg and being fed by the breeder

After the two little tails left, Zhu Yan felt a little bored again.

It was obvious that when the two little ones were around, Zhu Yan was annoyed by them. What a fickle cat and bug.

So the bored Zhu Yan continued watching anime to pass the time.

In fact, it shouldn't be so boring.

After his mental power level reached B, Zhu Yan began to receive invitations to male insect gatherings one after another.

At that time, Zhu Yan wanted to learn more about it, but the dense explanations he found on the Internet were too boring.

He didn't even want to look at it, let alone understand it.

So I gave up.

Now that my profile has become S-level, there are more and more invitation posts.

But Zhu Yan didn't go to any of them.

As a homebody, he would not go to such a complicated and tedious environment as the male insect banquet.

It is impossible to go there in this life.

Oh ~ I'm so willful ~

*

At the beginning, Zhu Yan didn't know what to do with the invitation letter, so he threw it directly into the trash can.

Fortunately, Lan Ci found it not long after it was thrown away.

At that time, Lan Ci had just put on a stern face when he was subdued by the pitiful and aggrieved Xiao Zhuyan.

Lan Ci was reluctant to say anything harsh, so he had to patiently explain to Xiao Xiong the process of handling the invitation letter.

Since it is an invitation, you can go or not. The choice is in the hands of the male insect himself.

But if you don't go, you need to write a polite letter of refusal.

This is a kind of etiquette and also a kind of respect.

Xiao Zhuyan nodded silently, but tears still wouldn't fall.

Finally, after Lan Ci finished writing the rejection letter, the little guy's tears were completely wiped away. (Just because I was lazy, I didn't write a rejection letter)

Zhu Yan never attended any male insect gatherings after that, and of course he declined all the invitations that were sent to him, and the decline letters were still written by Lan Ci.

Gradually, everyone in the male insect circle knew about it.

This Lord Zhu Yan is a very mysterious master.

The male insects around him are not very clear about his specific personality, appearance, and preferences, and there are no male insects who have a good relationship with him.

We can only make a preliminary guess based on these rejection letters: for example, "this male insect doesn't like crowds" or "he doesn't like environments with many insects" and so on.

So gradually, they stopped sending their invitations here, and Zhu Yan became free.

The same goes for Lan Ci. He no longer needs to keep writing polite rejection letters.

*

Jing Jian seemed to have given himself a long vacation. He had been taking care of Zhu Yan at home, and occasionally he would take some time off to go to the study to deal with some things.

But he himself did not leave the estate.

Just like now, I cut the fruit that Zhu Yan wanted to eat and put it in front of him, and saw that he was immersed in the plot of the anime.

Jing Jian didn't disturb him and went to the study quietly.

After returning to the study, Jing Jian turned on the computer and skillfully dialed Lan Ci's number.

This is what he does every two days.

Report to Lan Ci about Zhu Yan's recent situation.

Of course, this wasn't the only thing he did in his study.

The report was just a side job, and after that he started to get busy with his own work.

After a while, the communication was connected and Lan Ci's holographic projection appeared in front of Jing Jian.

At this time, the water was rippling around him, and the nearby buildings were decorated with various pearls and shells.

Lan Ci: "Sorry, I'm in the underwater palace right now, so the call was a little delayed."

Jing Jian: "The underwater palace is indeed very beautiful."

Hearing this, Lan Ci also looked around and then smiled: "But compared to these, A Yan prefers seafood feasts because they can fill the stomach."

Jing Jian also laughed out loud.

After the greetings, Jing Jian began to explain Zhu Yan's situation over the past two days. There were many repetitions in his words, but there was nothing he could do because Zhu Yan's life had always been like this.

Eat, sleep;

Eat fruits and snacks;

Drink beverages, juice, and yogurt;

Watching anime, reading novels...

Lan Ci did not show any impatience.

Instead, he listened with great interest, and sometimes he would seem to be thinking of something and couldn't help but smile dotingly.

When Jing Jian finished speaking, Lan Ci was ready to hang up the phone.

Jing Jian suddenly asked, "By the way, does the young master have his own bedroom?"

Lan Ci paused after hanging up the phone, then nodded: "Yes, what's wrong?"

Jing Jian: "I saw that one of the bedroom doors was always closed, so I walked in out of curiosity."

"Then I discovered there was a huge doll house inside, filled with all sorts of dolls."

Lan Ci: "That's the little hero's room."

Jing Jian scratched his head, "The room is nice, and the bedroom is large, but there's no sign of bugs sleeping on the bed..."

Finally getting to the point.

Jing Jian had actually discovered that room a long time ago and guessed that it was Zhu Yan's bedroom, but he climbed into bed many times at night.

Every time I find the bed empty...

I had no choice but to return home disappointed.

Lan Ci: "Oh, it's okay."

Lan Ci didn't think about it. He thought Jing Jian was just worried about Zhu Yan, so he explained, "A Yan hasn't been to that room since we moved in."

Jing Jian: “Hmm?”

What? !

Lan Ci was a little embarrassed, and the tone of his answer was very flat, but to Jing Jian's ears, it seemed like bragging: "Maybe it's because he always slept with me when he was little, so he's used to it."

"So after we moved in, even though I decorated his bedroom luxuriously, he still wanted to sleep with me."

"Lan Qing wasn't there at the time, so I just let him do what he wanted."

“So over time, that’s how it became.”

Jing Jian: "..."

Jing Jian smiled: "Oh, so that's how it is."

There was nothing more to say after that, and the two sides exchanged a few simple pleasantries before hanging up.

With the disappearance of Lan Ci's holographic projection.

Jing Jian slumped down on the desk in dejection.

No wonder Zhu Yan had been sleeping in Lan Ci's room during this period, even though Lan Ci was not around.

Was it a habit formed in childhood?