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

Yan Kai couldn't tell if it was the scent of flowers or some kind of wood; it was more like a mixed sweetness, with an irresistible allure that made him involuntarily sink deeper into it.

Their eyes met, and Yalta's narrow eyes were slightly red and moist from the heat.

Yan Kai's eyes were as deep as the sea as he watched him approach step by step. The female insect's pale face flushed a light pink the moment he got close.

Her mouth was slightly open, her red lips contrasting with her snow-white skin, and she casually rolled them up, revealing a shimmering, watery sheen.

Yan Kai thought that if he didn't speak, every inch of this female insect would feel like it was etched into his heart...

No.

It's also possible that the female insect's appearance altered his aesthetic preferences.

Yan Kai's eyes flickered slightly, his heart filled with bitterness.

Made.

I haven't had a single day of peace since I came here.

Yalta's gaze was burning, his posture casual yet every move revealed his cunning.

He knew all too well how to present himself to this male insect.

It's not that I can't do many things; I just didn't bother to do them in the past.

However, this insect was different; he cared about it.

All Yalta don't mind using some 'tricks' to let the other party freely and voluntarily become addicted.

He shifted his crossed legs, his voice slightly hoarse: "What have you been up to lately?"

Yan Kai raised an eyebrow and twitched his lips slightly. He had lost interest in playing riddles and said bluntly, "The leader should know better than I do."

This is his palace; his eyes and ears are everywhere.

He has nowhere to escape, so why bother asking?

Yalta raised his chin, a mocking smile on his face: "So the bed in this main palace is not even as good as those few broken planks in the servants' quarters, is that it?"

He was still recovering from serious injuries and had difficulty moving around. Not only did this male insect not come to serve him, but he also had the mind to flirt with other men, getting along better with some servant than with his own brothers.

If Yalta hadn't been so weak a few days ago, he would have loved to drag the bug back and give it a good talking to.

Yan Kai's attitude remained consistent, respectful yet distant: "Without being summoned by the leader, I dare not request an audience."

Yalta's eyes turned colder as she squinted at the male insect, her voice filled with anger: "Trying to play these tricks on me now?"

"Your subordinate does not understand what you mean, Chief."

"don't know?"

"Yes."

"What are you pretending to be?"

Yalta crossed his arms, his back straight, his jaw clenched, clearly furious, yet for the first time ever, he refrained from lashing out on the spot.

He might risk his life for this male insect in a moment of crisis, but he would never yield an inch when he was sober.

This is the dignity the female insect wants to maintain, but it's the kind of interaction Yan Kai dislikes the most.

He loathed the relationship of being superior, as if it were charity, where there was always a hierarchy.

Neither of them spoke again, yet they could clearly see themselves reflected in each other's eyes.

An undisguised desire, naked and straightforward.

A deeply hidden doubt, perplexing and unsolved.

There was a moment of silence between the two insects, but Yalta was never as patient as the male insect. Each time, he couldn't hold out any longer and broke the silence.

"Why aren't you saying anything? Can't keep up the act anymore?"

Yan Kai didn't want to anger the female insect for the time being; there were still things he wanted to know.

He bent down, picked up a strand of his white hair, and twirled it around his fingertip: "How is the leader's health?"

Yalta tucked her hands back to her knees, and hearing the male insect's emotionless words, a slight anger rose in her heart: "What does it matter to you whether it's good or bad?"

He did indeed intend to drive the male insects away that day.

The female insect is not attractive, and he doesn't want to be seen.

He was just used to being extreme, and his behavior was eccentric and crazy. He never thought about speaking properly at the time.

After calming down, he realized that doing so might scare the male insects. Moreover, Yan Kai was not a resident of the far north and only had a superficial understanding of their species. Not to mention that S-class insects have many hidden characteristics, and each female insect has a different talent, while he has super regeneration.

The necrotic wings were cut off for repair, but the wing membranes that had been blown off could not be restored. In the end, the newly grown wings were just a pair of bones, which made no difference to him except that they were not very good-looking.

But that day had clearly missed the best opportunity to explain, and Yan Kai did not come to serve him personally for the next two days, so Yalta had even less to say.

He thought the male insect would only throw a tantrum for a couple of days, but who knew that this audacious male insect would not come back for seven or eight days in a row? Only then did he realize that Yan Kai simply did not want to come.

Yalta knew that what he had done was inappropriate, but he couldn't possibly apologize to a male insect.

It is absolutely impossible.

Yan Kai composed himself and gave a slight smile: "Judging from his strong voice, he should be fully recovered."

As she spoke, ignoring the female insect's resistance, she grabbed his hand, which was resting on his knee, and intertwined their fingers.

Yalta leaned back, his back pressed against the sofa, the restlessness he had just tried to ignore surging up again. He pressed one hand against the male insect's chest, but he didn't use any force at all.

His tone softened as well: "What are you doing?"

"Didn't you call me here?"

"That's because you didn't come if I didn't invite you."

"Shh-"

Yan Kai leaned closer, pressed his lips to his, and then pecked at him repeatedly, trying to get rid of the taste that kept bothering him...

When the insect touched the female's neck, the faint fragrance suddenly became strong, seeping into the lungs, causing ripples to spread through the calm heart, making the entire chest cavity vibrate.

A familiar urge spread through my limbs, easily igniting countless fires, followed by wave after wave of trembling desire...

Yan Kai lowered his head, his nose lightly touching the skin; it was unusually soft, something he'd overlooked in the past when his long hair was tangled around his nose...

He slowly closed his eyes, a slight smile playing on his lips, his throat dry.

The answers that had been shrouded in mist were now clear. Suddenly, I felt that my past self was foolish and ridiculous. I could have noticed the anomaly with just a little thought, but I never had a single doubt during countless intimate moments. Was it because the female insect was too good at disguising herself, or was he deliberately ignoring it?

The answer is now unclear.

He lingered around Yalta's neck and shoulders, masochistically inhaling the deadly fragrance into his lungs, letting it completely overwhelm him.

All the thoughts converged on one point, rampaging and clamoring wildly, so familiar and uncontrollable.

Yan Kai opened his eyes, his peripheral vision falling on the female insect's delicate profile. His gaze was complex and filled with pity, but in the end, it all faded into silence.

The hand that had been resting on Yalta's knee had somehow moved up to his slightly protruding Adam's apple. Warm breath sprayed against the female insect's ear, and her refreshing voice carried a seductive depth: "What kind of magic does the leader's pheromones possess that makes me completely lose control with just a little bit each time?"

Yalta's hazy eyes cleared instantly; at that moment, the male insect opposite him was tightly gripping his throat.

Her face was all smiles, but her eyes were as cold as ice.