Defeat the system! Kiss my little monster!

The steam in the bathroom had dissipated considerably, but a large number of water droplets remained on the glass mirror. Morris stood in front of the mirror, intentionally observing his current appearance.

He had just finished showering and blow-dried his hair, but it was only half-dry, with the ends still damp. His short, slightly tousled black hair and a pair of purple eyes half-hidden in his wispy hair gave him a gloomy look, but the warmth from his shower softened the harshness of his angular features.

Morris glanced at his bathrobe. In his haste to leave, he had simply wrapped it around his waist with the belt.

The clothes weren't wrapped tightly; in fact, they were loose, leaving large patches of skin exposed from his chest down to his abdomen. The bathroom was too hot, and tiny water droplets had already formed on his skin.

Morris clicked his tongue at the sight. He loosened his belt, changed the angle of his bathrobe, and tightened it. After a few movements, his chest and lower body were completely covered.

He's no frivolous female insect.

Morris fastened his belt and looked in the mirror again. The white bathrobe was wrapped tightly around his neck, and the rest of his body was white, which made his dark skin stand out in stark contrast.

Morris stared at it for a few seconds, then pulled his bathrobe collar slightly to the side to ensure that he could see the scene he wanted from above.

It took Morris nearly five minutes to straighten his bathrobe to his desired shape before walking out of the bathroom.

The little robot had been waiting outside for a while. It was in charge of cleaning the bathroom and was staring intently at Maurice, seemingly not understanding why Maurice hadn't come out of the bathroom yet.

Morris didn't stop walking. He glanced at the little robot and said, "What are you looking at?"

Little robot: "I'll take care of..."

“I’ve already cleaned it up inside, you don’t need to come,” Morris said. “Don’t go up to the second floor tonight, just keep watch on the first floor.”

The data on the little robot's screen kept flashing. In its initial program, it only obeyed the commands of the male insect in the house. But Adrian had previously reprogrammed it, adding the female's commands.

The little robot quickly accepted the new operating procedure and moved aside to make room for Morris.

"Yes, Master, I will not go to the second floor to monitor tonight."

A mechanical voice emanated from the small robot's chest. Morris stopped in his tracks, glanced at the robot for a moment, and then continued walking upstairs to the second floor.

Adrian remained in bed, watching TV shows.

He was looking at something incoherently, and the sound was so chaotic that Morris couldn't make out the language. He had only just walked up to Adrian when Adrian quickly exited the video streaming app.

The audio in those videos then abruptly stopped.

Morris frowned slightly, then looked away and said, "My lord, I'm done washing."

Adrian turned off the personal terminal and put it aside. He looked at Maurice, whose right eye was still closed, the wound there not yet healed, and his wispy hair partially covered it, still revealing the bruises and swelling around his eye.

"Don't use those medications for the next few days; we haven't seen any effect. I've made an appointment with a doctor for you; we'll go see him together this weekend," Adrian said.

“Alright.” Morris sat down on the edge of the bed, offering no objection. He then added politely, “My lord, thank you.”

Adrian embraced Maurice, and he sniffed Maurice's scent again. The pheromones had all dissipated, replaced by the fragrance of shower gel.

"Maurice, are you about to get into heat?" Adrian placed his hand on the back of Maurice's neck, parted the black hair there, and fixed his gaze on the insect patterns on his neck that shimmered with a faint golden light.

The worm-printed area was extremely private, and Adrian's naked gaze at Maurice's skin on the back of his neck sent a shiver down Maurice's spine.

“My lord, I’ve already taken suppressants, so my heat won’t start this soon… Ugh!” Before Morris could finish speaking, his skin trembled from the sudden surge of pheromones around him.

The pheromones, layer upon layer, enveloped Morris's body like a net.

Morris had been deprived of comfort on the battlefield for a long time, and some parts of him were already parched. Adrian had never given him much pheromone before, just enough to meet the standard, but he never expected that this time he would suddenly release so much pheromone.

Morris's eyes reddened and narrowed due to physiological stimulation. He hugged Adrian's waist tightly and buried his head in his abdomen.

Adrian brushed aside the stray hairs on Maurice's neck and looked at the insect patterns exposed to the air. He thoughtfully stroked the parts of the insect patterns that shimmered with gold.

Morris groaned as the pheromones entered his body, soothing his chaotic mind while also arousing certain hidden desires.

Adrian...

“Maurice, let me into your mind.” Adrian’s fingers ran through Maurice’s thick black hair. His touch was light, and it felt comfortable as he stroked the back of Maurice’s head.

Morris half-closed his eyes. Adrian's abdomen wasn't as hard as his. This male insect didn't usually like to exercise, and although there was a tiny bit of almost negligible muscle in his abdomen, it was mostly soft flesh and felt quite soft to the touch.

“My lord, my mental state is in a state of chaos, and I may accidentally injure you,” Morris said, lowering his eyes.

Adrian didn't care much; he had entered Morris's mental sea countless times in his past lives and had never suffered any trauma.

“It’s alright, I’ll come out if I’m in danger. You protect me.” Adrian said.

The female insect's spiritual sea is the source of their spiritual power and their spiritual world. It stores most of their memories. Due to years of war and disaster, the spiritual sea of ​​military females is often dilapidated and chaotic.

Only the male insects can soothe their chaotic mental state.

Once the female insect loses the comfort of the male, she will mostly die from mental turmoil. However, entering the female's mental sea is still too dangerous; male insects that are not strong enough may even perish within the female's mental sea.

Adrian is only a B-grade male insect; it would be too dangerous for him to enter Morris's mental sea.

"Hurry up, I need to go in." Adrian was displeased when he saw that Maurice did not respond.

Morris looked up at him: "My lord, why do you want to enter my spiritual sea? It's dangerous there."

Adrian didn't seem to care much: "I want to go in and take a look. Is there anything you won't let me see?"

Morris's eyes trembled slightly. He lowered his voice and controlled his tone to say calmly, "No, my lord."

He can control his mental energy fluctuations and ensure that his mental sea will not harm Adrian.

As for the memories inside… Maurice frowned. As long as Adrian doesn’t stay inside for long, he won’t see them.

Even if he saw it, Maurice could force him out.