Zerg: Seduction! A brutal and insane female Zerg dotes on me.

Their eyes met, and the desire in each other's eyes was laid bare.

Yan Kai didn't move, but just quietly looked at the man with deep eyes.

Yalta was in no hurry. He sensed the burgeoning S-level spiritual power emanating from the male insect. No matter how calm he pretended to be on the surface, his body couldn't lie to the insect.

A smug smile crept across her face as she placed one hand on his waist, her pheromones subtly entwining around him: "What are you worried about...?" she said, pressing her body down against him: "Just looking and not eating?"

Yan Kai's eyelashes fluttered slightly, and his gaze shifted downwards, taking in the open bathrobe.

The uniform dark gray color made the female insect appear even whiter and more transparent.

She raised her hand and brushed aside his hair, which had grown to his shoulders, running her fingers through it. Her words were tinged with doubt: "How did it grow so fast?"

Yalta turned her head, lowered herself, and pressed her cheek against the male insect's cool palm: "How many times have I said it? The female insect's self-healing ability is evident in every aspect..."

In about a month, my hair will grow back to the same length as before.

Unexpectedly, Yan Kai recalled the scene of their first meeting: the snow falling heavily, the crystal-clear colorful wings, and the person dressed in pure white, so beautiful that they seemed otherworldly, more like an elf from a European or American science fiction blockbuster.

A fleeting glimpse, seemingly long forgotten, but occasionally, inadvertent recollections bring the memory back to life, making one realize that there was no such thing as forgetting, only that it was buried deep in the heart.

I love your long hair.

He also loved the female insect's purple eyes, which resembled glass; he loved her strong yet slender muscles; he loved even more her mouth, which could never utter a kind word but was always honest and straightforward with him; and he loved her heart, which had never been possessed by anyone before.

Yan Kai couldn't really explain when he started liking someone or why, but he just knew he really liked them.

A strange sense of familiarity washed over me, and my mind was easily captivated.

Yalta raised an eyebrow, his expression slightly displeased: "Only hair?"

Yan Kai reached out and put his arm around the man's waist, and with a slight pull, the two immediately switched positions.

The female insect was pressed between the pillows, her hands hanging loosely on the back of his neck, completely at his mercy.

Yan Kai's gaze was fixed on his face. After a moment of silence, he smiled and said, "Of course, there's you too."

Strangely enough, this female insect, born of ice and snow, was inherently cold and ruthless, and should have been a demon from hell, yet Yan Kai could always feel an unprecedented warmth emanating from her...

It's bizarre and morbid, yet somehow perfectly natural...

Yalta was clearly satisfied with his answer. He casually opened his collar, turned his head, and the rich aroma instantly spread: "Stop talking nonsense, open it again."

There are some things he doesn't completely trust in cold, impersonal machines. S-class male insects are extremely rare, and no insect can fully explain the magical effects of S-class mental power.

So he was willing to try all sorts of things, hoping to create a miracle.

Yan Kai raised his hand and gently placed it on the female insect's abdomen, letting it rise and fall with her breathing, and said, "Yalta, there's really no need for that. I don't care about these things at all."

He is gay and has never thought about having offspring, much less want female insects to be troubled by such trivial matters.

Yalta's movements stiffened slightly: "You don't want the insect offspring I gave birth to?"

Yan Kai chuckled, poked the female insect's forehead, and explained, "What nonsense are you talking about? I just wanted to tell you that I really have no obsession with the insect cubs."

With his explosive temper, and if he throws another little one, the house is going to be anything but ordinary...

"I know."

Yalta did not doubt what the male insect had said.

Yan Kai rubbed his thumb against the clearly defined muscles, his fingertips revealing a burgeoning power, and his voice inexplicably became a little hoarse: "So there's nothing to worry about, just let things take their course, don't put unnecessary pressure on yourself."

Yalta's gaze was fixed on Yan Kai's face. He reached out and covered the back of Yan Kai's hand, gripping it tightly. He tilted his head back, and their lips met, entwined, and then stopped after a brief kiss.

Then, meeting the male insect's gaze, she said with unexpected seriousness, "But I want a baby insect that looks like you."

A bloodline that merges him and Yan Kai, inseparable.