Poisonous mushrooms

Aiden left after Yrel woke up. Before leaving, he specifically told Yrel that the mating task for this month had been completed.

This is not a scheming, but a childish little obstacle. After all, if a male really wants to do something with a certain female, who will stop it?

Yrel still didn't understand the pain of parting, he took parting as normal, just kissed the corner of Aiden's eyes lightly, and said: "Okay, let's go."

Aiden suddenly felt aggrieved, but in the end he just stared at Yrel, kissed him hard on the mouth, turning his light lips into a bright red, and then walked towards the spaceship indignantly.

Yrel touched his mouth and complained softly: "It hurts."

Of course it wouldn't hurt so much, but they kissed too much in the past few days, and Aiden seemed to like kissing very much, so his lips were a little swollen and sore.

Hills also heard this sentence, and a thought suddenly popped up in his mind, he shouldn't have loved Yrel before, right?I really hope this matter can lower Yrel's impression of Aiden, but he also knows that this is just a daydream, Yrel doesn't have such complicated things in his mind, his likes are as common as air, and his dislikes are like air Just as shallow.

However, he guessed that Aiden was not so meticulous and restrained.After all, for a normal female, one only needs to take a look at Yrel to know how fragile a male it is. She probably wouldn't dare to pinch it too hard on the bed, but facing such a soft male, probably the female There are times when things get out of control.

On the way back to send Yrel back, Hills bought him a new kind of dessert. Sure enough, Yrel stopped worrying about the swelling and pain on his mouth, and ate carefully and seriously.

Hills sighed softly, not knowing whether to be happy for him or disappointed by it.

The happy thing is that Yriel will always be like this without any troubles, and he can completely stabilize his emotions. The sad thing is that Yriel has no preference for anyone, and it is impossible for him to be treated uniquely.It was because he discovered this matter from the very beginning that he was obsessed with hiding a male worm. For this reason, he went to court and was investigated, and it took a lot of effort to get out of the predicament.

But he didn't regret it, he had monopolized Yrel for a long time, and now it was his turn to be punished.

He touched the beetle under his skin calmly, endured the pain and pressed it, and put the misplaced part back together.

Later, Hills proposed to bathe Yrel, but Yrel didn't refuse, and the other worms didn't bother to stop them. Anyway, in the Zerg race, close contact with the opposite sex is something that worms love.

While bathing Yrel, Hills certainly saw the marks on his body.Yrel's skin is cold and white, but it is easy to leave marks, and these marks are also obvious. He can almost guess everything that happened through these marks.

It shouldn't have been, but his breathing slowly became heavy, and the presence of shallow pheromones around him suddenly became apparent.

He brings himself into fantasy.

Yrel suddenly turned around to look at him, and asked, "Sills, are you done washing?"

Hills woke up with a start. He held his breath for a moment, and then replied, "No, it will be soon. Are you tired?"

Yrel yawned lazily, not aware of the obscene thoughts of the female just now, and murmured softly: "I want to sleep."

"Okay, you can go to sleep right away." Hills lowered his voice to coax him, and completely suppressed other thoughts.

When he carried Yriel to the bed, Yriel was almost asleep, and fell into the soft bed the moment he touched the bed, his face was slightly red after taking a bath, and there was still the humid heat from the bathroom .

Hills touched his side face very lightly, and for the first time when he was lying next to him, he couldn't fall asleep.

He could realize that his behavior in the bathroom just now was out of control and obscene, and only the most inferior females would expose this kind of low-level reverie on the Internet.

Of course, he knew that love and lust were innocent, but he still felt unforgivable.

The more ignorant and pure Yrel is, the more inferior and nasty he looks.

He could have permanently avoided the darkness that came from asking for nothing. For example, after getting rid of the investigation, he should no longer agree to the contract, should not be close to Yrel, but completely ruthless and quit Yrel.

But he couldn't do it, and even when he received the news, he completely lost his mind and agreed.

After that, even though he knew that Yrel couldn't care about it at all, or maybe he wouldn't remember it at all, he still came here with an extremely entangled mood.

Hills certainly knew that this was abnormal, but the intimacy of the Zerg itself was distorted, and this kind of surrender seemed reasonable.

He thought of some of the experimental materials that he had destroyed, and fell into deep thought.

Although Florilla's main business is arms sales, there are too many subsidiary businesses of arms sales.As the owner of a family business, his knowledge base is also very broad, enough for him to understand what the above study is, of course he shouldn't have done that.

But although Florilla is not a noble directly under the current insect king, it has a long history. Their family does not have such deep awe of the insect king, which made him dare to conceal and destroy the information containing the name of the insect king. .

But, now, he needs to face the insect king again to gain status and power.

Hills gently held Yrel's stretched fingers, as if he could gain some kind of strength from this fragile male with genetic defects.

Now he only hopes that his jealousy and unwillingness will not bring misfortune to Yrel. If there is such a day, then he can only take it as his own fault.

The female doesn't understand romance, but he really feels at this moment that dying with Yrel also has a mysterious charm, similar to devouring, flesh and blood, and never separate.

No one knew better than him that Yrel was akin to an addictive drug, and that his genetic level had made him addicted to Yrel's pheromones, only to be completely corrupted into slavery to the fragile male.

Hills was always glad that Yrel didn't know anything, otherwise even if Yrel told him to die immediately, he would not hesitate.

The Worm King was moody and unpredictable, but the loss of Yrel was more painful than the loss of Yrel.

His Yrel, his male, his lover—his eternal king.

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Next time probably Friday