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

A brief silence fell over the living room.

Yan Kai glanced at Yalta, who was walking towards him, with an inscrutable expression.

I thought to myself, I didn't manage to mess with him yesterday, so why is he talking nonsense in broad daylight?

Is Longkoda related to him?

They were just lifting weights.

There was no reconciliation, no promises, it was just a matter of mutual consent that 'got things done,' and he didn't have any other thoughts.

Wender's gentle expression vanished without a trace the moment he saw the female insect's mottled appearance.

It is said that the insects in the far north are rigid, feudal and conservative, but look at this one in front of you. Even the most passionate female insect, Sakman, in Morbis is probably no match for him.

Yalta is mostly casual and doesn't care much about fashion; wearing a shirt is already a sign of restraint.

He was much taller than Wendell, and his gaze, fixed on the female insect, was slightly lowered. Although he had no extra expression, his contempt and disdain were inadvertently revealed.

The female insect kept hovering around Yan Kai, her little schemes obvious and glaringly obvious.

They don't seem to know their own limitations, daring to covet anyone's male.

Yalta gave Wender a meaningful smile at the end, then looked away and walked straight to Yan Kai's side, saying seriously, "You can do nothing, I can afford to support you."

His tone was confident and powerful.

They certainly have that kind of strength.

He still looked down on male insects that needed to be pampered by females, and he also hated any male insects other than Yan Kai.

There was nothing he could do; he was both willful and hypocritical.

He considered this male insect his own, so its treatment was naturally different from that of the other insects.

He disapproved of it, but that didn't stop him from wanting to do it.

Even if he wasn't the king of Longkoda, the wealth he had gained from his past conquests was enough for the male insect to squander for the rest of his life.

He can give anything he wants, as long as he wants it.

Yan Kai stared at the female insect's two smooth legs with a complicated expression, completely oblivious to any thoughts of money.

His brows were furrowed so deeply they could have knotted together, and he pursed his lips, a sense of displeasure rising within him.

You know to take a shirt from the closet but not a pair of pants?

Why not just come out naked and take a stroll with your bird?

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Wender across the way, who was also scrutinizing the female insect, which only intensified his annoyance.

Although they were of the same gender on the Zerg continent, the fact that they both appeared to be male made him feel awkward no matter how he looked at them.

He rubbed his fingers together, cleared his throat deliberately, stood up, tugged at his coat, put one hand in his pocket, lifted the hem of his coat, and subtly blocked the female insect's path, lowering his voice: "Your pants are on the sofa in the room, and there are plenty in the closet too."

What's left unsaid: Hurry back and put it on!

Yalta's selective deafness was always a masterful skill. He automatically ignored the second half of the sentence and, seeing Yan Kai approach, moved intimately close to his back: "You can share the account if you want."

Yan Kai shrugged slightly at the warmth near his ear and turned around. "No need. I have hands and feet and can support myself." As he spoke, his gaze swept over the female insect's legs, and he forced a smile, gritting his teeth as he repeated, "Yalta, your pants are on the sofa, and there are new pants in the closet that you can wear."

So, can you at least go upstairs and put those damn pants on?!

Most female Zerg on the Zerg continent may be understanding, but one thing is certain: Yalta is definitely not one of them.

He turned around nonchalantly, sat on the sofa, casually crossed his long, straight legs, shrugged, and mimicked Yan Kai's words from the night before: "I'm at home, I don't have many rules."

Wendell chuckled and looked down, clearly understanding that the female was asserting her dominance over him.

Yalta's expression remained unchanged, but he quietly curled up his foot on the ground.

The villa has wooden floors upstairs and tiled floors downstairs. Even when barefoot in the freezing cold, I don't feel the chill. But today, after standing for just a short while, I couldn't take it anymore. For the first time ever, I felt the ground was a bit cold, and my abdomen felt sore, tight, and I had an indescribable bloating pain.

I was thinking, "Won't driving this thing once make my physical condition worse?"