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

Yan Kai kept his eyes tightly closed, still not daring to look at the female insect for even a second, his mind in utter turmoil.

The lips have a distinct tactile feel, and the female insect's body temperature is always low, even in Morbis.

It was slightly cool, completely different from his fiery heat.

Once you get involved, there's no stopping you.

He admitted to being soft-hearted at the moment, and Yalta won this round completely.

Yan Kai simply couldn't resist such a heartwarming scene. Some things are what the heart desires, what one is obsessed with, and what is deeply engraved in the depths of one's soul.

When the hand that was originally passive turned into an active one, it landed on the slender waist.

When the already open dress slipped down to her shoulders, her beautiful collarbones were revealed.

Whether it's controlled or not, it's all chaos.

Men are creatures of desire from beginning to end.

Yan Kai opened his eyes, his expression complex. He looked at the female insect with a love and hate that he couldn't explain, but he hid it all the moment she looked at him, leaving only boundless fire.

The dining table made a shrill sound as it was inexplicably moved a large distance away.

Yalta fell onto the male insect, its two long legs drawing a beautiful arc.

Yan Kai took advantage of the situation, raised his hand and held the back of the female insect's head, deepening the kiss that had become awkward due to not seeing each other for a long time, and finally entwining them passionately.

Yalta, as the number one warrior of Longkoda, exuded strength from head to toe. His hands could easily snap an enemy's throat with a slight effort, yet he willingly lost in this matter.

After all, he had never been able to resist Yan Kai.

With just a simple touch of lips and teeth, their breathing became erratic and disordered, a chaotic panting.

My body felt like it had lost its bones, limp and weak, unable to support itself anywhere.

Her slightly narrowed eyes were shimmering with moisture, and her long, curled eyelashes fluttered like butterflies.

Yan Kai's inner fervor reached its peak as the female insect's attitude became increasingly accommodating.

It mercilessly swept through every corner until it became bittersweet.

He turned his face to the side, ending the kiss.

His thumb lightly brushed across the female insect's lips, and the undercurrent in his eyes grew even deeper.

Yalta was aroused and felt uncomfortable all over. She lowered her head and pressed her forehead against the male insect's, her chest heaving. Her pheromones were overflowing without her realizing it. Without the cover of her hair, the sweet and cloying scent was unrestrained and extremely rich.

Even though he took the initiative, he was completely overwhelmed right from the start and could only let the strategy take over.

Once her breathing became easier, Yalta raised her hand and stroked Yan Kai's cheek, gazing at him with watery eyes and softly murmuring the male insect's name.

"Yan Kai..."

The deep voice and cloying tone were blatant seduction.

Yan Kai stared intently at the female insect, his eyes devoid of tenderness, instead displaying the ferocity of a wild beast poised to pounce, ready to tear its prey's throat at any moment.

As the pheromones invaded her lungs, attempting to stir her blood again, he suddenly exerted force, pinching the female insect's jaw and pressing her back, drawing a graceful arc across her long neck as he closed his five fingers.

He leaned closer, his tone deliberately fierce, yet one could easily detect the restraint within: "Yalta, what exactly do you want?"

She always forcefully and domineeringly barged into his world, disturbing his mind time and time again, making him uncontrollably indulge in her.

Yan Kai was filled with inner conflict, wanting to get closer to her while also wanting to stay away.

The male insects on this planet are few and far between, and they're not extinct, so why keep targeting them?

Yalta lowered her eyelids, lowered the hand that she had raised in anticipation of an attack, and placed it on the male insect's shoulder, looking serious: "I thought I had made myself very clear."

Yan Kai twitched the corner of his mouth, a half-smile playing on his lips: "You want me?"

Yalta, in that awkward position, smiled broadly and said, "Yes."

A single word conveys an unwavering determination to win.

Yan Kai's face was gloomy, and he remained silent, lost in thought.

Yalta's cheeks flushed an unnatural red from suffocation.

Yan Kai noticed something was wrong and involuntarily loosened his grip, even he was surprised.

My gaze fell on the obvious finger marks on the female insect's neck, and my heart clenched with pain.

He seemed unable to bear it any longer, shrugging his shoulders slightly, then throwing his head back and laughing loudly, his eyes bloodshot, his expression indescribably chaotic and complex.

This female insect seems to be poisonous; whether you touch it or not, you're doomed.

Yan Kai raised his other hand and exerted all his strength to barely grasp the female insect by the neck. His throat was dry, and he asked, "What gives you the right?"

"What makes you think you can...?"

Yalta…

"Why do you?"

Each note was fainter and weaker than the last.

Then, with a force capable of destroying everything, it bites into the female insect's lips.

Yan Kai kissed him wildly, as if he wanted to devour him whole.

What gives you the right to come and go as you please with such arrogance?