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

Yalta heard the noise, looked up, his eyes sparkling. His hand, which had been lying across his chest, naturally moved to his hip, revealing the wavy lines of his body.

He didn't see anything wrong with it at all; he had always looked like this in the palace. He should have been even more naked, but there were no bathrobes to wear, so he had left on a pair of cumbersome trousers.

Of course, some of these were done intentionally.

While most of the books Tokal recommended were bad ideas, they did have some merit in terms of 'practical exercises'.

Some of his fallacies weren't entirely wrong. For example, there was a thought that suddenly came to him as he was getting off the aircraft: sometimes, to win the favor of a male insect, outstanding appearance and tasteful clothing are undoubtedly plus points.

Yalta didn't want to win Yan Kai's favor; he just wanted the male insect under his nose. So, the thought in his mind meant: he could use his face and body to keep the male insect around.

They may seem similar, but in practice they are completely different.

The book emphasizes the importance of the insect image, but Yalta's misinterpretation automatically adds color to it, and he's about to shamelessly and thoroughly exploit it.

The method may seem unorthodox, but it is highly feasible, after all, they used to be a couple who fought in bed.

Male insects are all visual creatures, while female insects are the most beautiful creatures on this continent.

Although Yalta didn't know much about appearances, he was absolutely confident compared to the ugly and deformed people he had seen so far.

Whether in the far north or in Longkoda, I am definitely the most beautiful insect.

He doesn't care how many conspiracies or tricks are involved in the process, as long as the result is good, it's not a waste of effort.

Thinking this, she propped herself up with one hand, her shoulders slightly shrugged, her collarbone forming a beautiful arc, her slender palm facing upwards, hanging down on the edge of the bed, like an invitation, full of seduction.

The reason for staying overnight had already been thought of beforehand: "Tokar didn't set any permissions for me, so I can't get in."

Yan Kai smiled sneer, clearly not believing it.

He took two deep breaths, instantly waking up from his drowsiness. He turned around, went back to the bathroom to grab a bathrobe, put it on, and then strode out, yanking open the bedroom door. He made no attempt to hide his anger: "Get out!"

Yalta's eyes were deep and melancholy, his eyelids drooping as if filled with sorrow and resentment. He did not speak, his sadness evident.

Yan Kai pursed his lips, realizing for the first time that if this bug went back to Earth, it would definitely be a Golden Bear Best Actor winner!

Who the hell can be a better actor than him?

She shouldn't have agreed to let him take her back. Annoyed, she rubbed the back of her neck and asked irritably, "Are you coming or not?"

Their attitude was extremely poor.

He even beat up 'His Highness the Crown Prince' today, so what else is there to be afraid of?

Moreover, this is in Morbis, where the protection of male insects is well-established, and female insects cannot touch them in the slightest.

Yalta sat up lazily, his bare feet stepping onto the dark brown wooden floor. With the movement, his already loose trousers slipped down even further, hanging precariously between his legs. The female insect didn't seem to care, just standing there casually.

She looked up, gazing intently at him, her thin lips parted slightly, unconsciously feigning weakness: "Where do you want me to go at this hour?"

Yan Kai's gaze fell on a certain spot, then stiffly looked away, his throat tightening.

She cleared her throat awkwardly, refusing to soften her stance: "Go wherever you want, it's not here anyway."

Yalta, like a hunter catching a beast, was incredibly patient: "We used to live together."

Yan Kai lowered his head, his fringe still wet, obscuring his face and making it impossible to see his expression. After a long silence, a chillingly cold voice rang out: "Who said I was your friend? Don't try to get close to me."

Its repeated appearances were making him very uneasy!

God has no idea how annoying he is!

Yalta wasn't really good-tempered. He could tolerate Yan Kai's impulsiveness, but he couldn't stand the slightest bit of indifference from him. His hands gripped the edge of the bed tightly, and the tyranny in his bones began to bare and roar wildly again.