The ice and snow in the far north have a unique structure, which even the sun in Morbis cannot easily melt. However, some moisture will always seep out. Moreover, there are four heavy blocks of ancient ice in the villa. To prevent the ground from rotting due to long-term water seepage, the cooling system in the living room has been running continuously, and the temperature on the first floor has reached minus fifteen degrees Celsius.

Yan Kai is different from Yalta. After all, he is an "ordinary" Zerg "human" and does not have the so-called flames in his body. His body cannot withstand such a low temperature, so he can only turn on the heating in his bedroom on the second floor. This operation is probably unique in the entire Morbis.

However, in such an environment, with a spring-like climate and a bright morning, and with two young men full of vigor, it was no surprise that things went wrong.

Of course, even without this 'perfect' temperature difference, Yan Kai would have absolutely no resistance to Yalta, whether in the past or present.

Previously, Yan Kai did not accept desires dominated by pheromones, but after all the emotions about love became clear, just as Yalta had explained before, it seemed to become an alternative catalyst.

When the two of them were completely relaxed and had only each other in their hearts, he began to believe in some kind of destined compatibility. This was a joy he had never experienced as a 'human being' before, and once he was able to handle it with ease, he became addicted to it.

Yalta had only been back to recuperate for a week, but they were still making love every day, as if they wanted to make up for the time they had missed. They were determined to do it thoroughly and would not give up until they had done it completely.

Yan Kai was supposed to start his new job this week, but he couldn't go because of Yalta.

The female insect seemed to have suddenly been possessed by Lin Daiyu, constantly feeling unwell in one way or another. Forget about going to work, Yan Kai even had trouble leaving the house.

Ultimately, it was his own choice to indulge him. Although he felt very sorry for Winward, he did indeed act willfully this time.

After all, the wife is the most important person, especially a wife who makes one's heart itch.

Yan Kai stood up, hooked his arm around the female insect's nape, pulled her close, and kissed her. With the spiritual energy he hadn't exhausted from the previous night, he whispered indistinctly along the female insect's lips, "It hasn't been that long..." and it's already not enough.

Yalta might be convoluted about everything, but on this matter, he was simple and straightforward: "Eight hours and twenty-three minutes have passed, which is long enough."

Faced with the female insect's flirting and blatant seduction, Yan Kai gained a completely new understanding of his needs.

A voracious appetite.

"Won't it be too tiring?"

I cried myself to sleep again last night.

Yalta never hesitated to display her desires and needs. Her hands roamed freely over the male insect's bare back, her gaze burning like fire: "You've forgotten... female insects have extremely strong regenerative abilities..."

Then, gradually deepen the light kiss until both of them are filled with passion.

Yan Kai always seemed to forget about this matter, taking great care of his physical condition, and always did things very conservatively, at most causing him to feel sore for one night.

This thoughtfulness made Yalta feel both satisfied and restless.

The female insect's deep-seated instinct is to mate, especially during the heat cycle, when she always appears exceptionally enthusiastic, wishing she could be entwined with her desired male insect at all times...

Yan Kai exhaled forcefully, his scalp tingling from the heat. He pulled the female insect clinging to him slightly away, looked at him, and asked in confusion, "Are you about to have a fever...?"

These past few days, aside from keeping Yalta company while he sleeps, he's spent all his free time cramming on Zerg knowledge. Yesterday, he happened to come across content about female Zerg physiology, which is very similar to his current situation.

Yalta, limp and boneless, clung to Yan Kai's chest, looked up, and her lips landed on his prominent Adam's apple.

His voice was husky and hoarse, each syllable carrying an irresistible allure: "Hmm... so give me your mental energy..."

Yan Kai hesitated for a moment: "I'm afraid of you..."

Too much to take.

Yalta raised his hand and grasped the male insect's hand, their fingers intertwined, his breath hot: "It's noted in the discharge manual that the more the better, it will help my recovery..."

Yan Kai was slightly surprised: "Do we need to mark it?"

Yalta lowered his head, revealing his spine, and chuckled softly, "Enjoy..."

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