Male bug he is the male Durban roll king

Makino is a serious worm, salty fish belongs to salty fish, but once he makes up his mind to do something, he must do it well.

In order to do a good job in this short manga, he started to study composition. It is definitely too late to start learning painting now, so he can only make up targeted lessons. As a painter, Yidi is indeed very thoughtful and responsible, but Makino is not You don't want to hand everything over to the other person.

At least he needs to be able to accurately express his thoughts in terminology and communicate better with Yidi, so that he can efficiently produce the works in his mind.

It's just that in this way, the biggest problem is that Faovera will be somewhat left out.

He had followed Faovera 24 hours before, and vowed to give the admiral the most meticulous care, but once he started to study painting, he would definitely not be able to finish it in a short time.

How to do this.

Makino was in trouble.

He watched the more than 200 hours of courses on the optical brain, hesitated again and again, and decided to take advantage of the opportunity that Faovera gave him today, and read them all at double speed.

Fortunately, the level of mental power is high enough, so that his memory has also improved, but he has poured a lot of knowledge into his brain in one breath, which inevitably makes him dizzy. His brain seems to be overloaded with CPU, and his reaction is also slowed down by several times. shoot.

He staggered towards Faovilla on the chair, stared at the thing in the admiral's hand for a long time, only to realize that it looked like a ball of wool.

Makino:? ?

He tilted his head, his eyes were full of puzzlement, and he asked in confusion, "What are you doing?"

Faovera pulled a piece of wool with his right hand and hung it on the crochet needle. He slowly circled the two crochet needles to weave a small piece of fabric. After hearing Makino's question, he stopped Looking up at the other party, he said, "It's almost winter, isn't this kind of retro scarf very popular recently? Anyway, I don't have anything to do, so I plan to weave two according to the tutorial."

Perhaps because of the influence of the pregnant egg, Faovera became more and more gentle, full of maternal brilliance.

Makino couldn't help but think back to the general's ruthless appearance on the battlefield, and compared it with sitting on a chair doing handicrafts now, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart-Long live the male mother!

He leaned over to Faovera and rested his head on his shoulder, watching him wind the line intently. "Is this for me?"

Faovera smiled lightly and said, "No, this one is not yet skilled, and it doesn't weave well. It's for bug eggs, and I'll give it to you next time."

Muye wrapped his arms around Faovera's waist, stuck to him like a candy, and said sweetly, "You are so kind."

"I want a red one."

"Okay, then the red one."

Makino is not good at handicrafts, he has never learned it.

He knew that young couples in the old days would sometimes give each other woven scarves. After the end of the world, people no longer have this interest and leisure.

When he was chatting with the people in the guard, the other party was talking about the old story. There was a faded red scarf around his neck. The hand that touched the scarf was rough and his eyes were gentle.

Makino knew that this scarf was woven for him by his lover.

The red scarf was suddenly endowed with a different concept in his heart, it was a symbol of love.

He also received a kind ridicule from the other party, saying that according to the current situation, even if he has a lover, he probably won't be able to receive the scarf, and he sighed again.

Makino didn't take it seriously at the time, he felt that he would never find a partner in his life.

Now it seems that this idea is quite accurate.

After watching the tutorial for a while, Faovera learned almost the same, and turned off the optical brain to concentrate on picking needles and threading.

Faovera's fingers are long and slender, with distinct joints, and there are some calluses on the pads of the fingers, which are caused by years of using weapons. There is a small scar on the first knuckle of his left index finger, which has been repaired in the medical cabin many times. Can't get rid of it, one can imagine how serious the injury was.

This is a pair of seemingly beautiful but weather-beaten hands.

At this time, the hands were doing something they had never done before, and small light beige woolen flowers were born from the hands, beige and yellow intertwined, like soft and fluffy clouds.

The clouds were connected into one piece and spread on his knees.

Makino watched this scene intently, and felt that Faovera was like a gentle magician who stole the marshmallow from the sky and sealed it into the wool. When he used it, the marshmallow revealed its true body and became Shaggy flowers.

That's great.

He hugged Faovera's waist tightly, rubbed his face like a big dog, and mumbled a bunch of love words in his mouth.

Faovera was so rubbed by him that he couldn't continue, so she had to put down her needle and thread, held his face, and kissed him gently from his forehead to his lips, like a series of seals, making Makino calm again.

After looking at it for a long time, Makino suddenly felt that he shouldn't sit back and enjoy it. He stretched his neck to look into the basket containing woolen yarn, and took out two needles of the same thickness from it.

"Teach me, I want to learn too, and then weave one for the female master, so that you wear what I wove, and I wear what you wove, how nice it is."

Faovera took out a new ball of white wool, pulled out a long one, and hung it on Makino's right thumb and index finger, then put a needle in the palm of his left hand, and taught him how to stitch.

"In this way, first wind the thread around, pass it through this thread, and then bring this thread on. Repeat thirty times."

For Makino, the process of weaving a scarf is not difficult. He has watched Faovera knitting for so long, and he has already seen it, but he will not be stupid to give up the intimate time earned for nothing.

Makino still pretended not to know how to draw the thread after the stitching was over, and asked Faovera to hold his hand and teach him the process bit by bit.

Faovera's voice was very gentle, "Like this, go around twice before going back, remember?"

Makino lowered his head and looked at the two long knitting needles in his hand, twisted them around once, then twisted them around his fingers again, doing an obviously wrong process, and then said in a daze, "Is this right?"

Faovera carefully backed up his mistaken steps, and said slowly, "No, look carefully at what I did. It's going around twice and then going back."

Makino lowered his head and did it again by himself, but it was still wrong. With obvious frustration on his face, he said sullenly, "Am I so stupid, I can't even learn this."

Faovilla brushed away the broken hair on his forehead, raised his chin, stroked his cheek gently with his fingers, and said with a smile: "I'm not stupid, just learn it a few more times, don't be sad."

Makino raised his head and said aggrievedly, "I want to kiss you."

Faovera chuckled and gave him a slow, soft kiss.

He patiently taught him three more times before Makino stopped his act of pretending to be stupid. The main reason was that pretending to be a bit too much, even if Olvera didn't expose him, he himself was a little embarrassed.

Worried that his image would be severely damaged, and he would become a fool with low intelligence.

……

A day later, Idier sent the line draft he had drawn. Makino looked at it and was very satisfied. Although it was a line draft, it can be seen how beautiful the finished product will be after coloring.

He painted very meticulously, the wild grass by the river, the flowing clouds in the sky, the green trees and the breeze beside him were all depicted in detail, full of content.

Makino couldn't think of anything else that could be changed, it was perfect enough.

Another day later, he received a voice message from Mu Chuan, and when he opened it, a long string of messages was released.

"Are you in a hurry about that painting? Yidi hasn't paid me much attention for three days. He paints every day!"

Makino silently took the optical brain a little farther away, rubbed his ears shaken by the super-high volume, and replied a little funny, "Don't worry."

Mu Chuan didn't call him back, probably he went to look for Yidi.

It seems that Yidi has been focusing on painting recently, and Makikawa is jealous.

After more than a month of leisurely and peaceful days, when the time for the previous love variety show started, Makino specially asked Faovera to sit in a row and watch the variety show together.

As he expected when the show started, Ackerman’s fans with delicate looks are the most, and the barrage comments are very impolite. It’s a pity that Ackerman can’t see these, otherwise he will definitely see a bunch of beautiful words from him .

The actor Anze and his assistant Enoch are very polite. The actor is steady and his assistant has a high EQ. Both of them are females.

The young son of the Train family, Vincent, is a very classic male, extremely arrogant, while his female, Yarlin, is a bit dull, doesn't talk much, and is a military female.

Not to mention the first issue, Ackerman contributed all the laughs,

Vincent is a very unreasonable type. He came to the show purely for fun, and all the tasks assigned to him were completed by the female monarch Yarlin.

Blake, being an excellent strict wife, of course did his job quickly and then drove Ackerman away, let him rest, and finished his work himself.

This move aroused Vincent's dissatisfaction, and he looked down on him, so he said something strangely, but before Black could express anything, Ackerman directly sprayed back.

This female has a super high combat power that doesn't match the appearance, and makes Vincent's face turn blue and white, but he still has scruples about the identity of the live broadcast and Black, and he can't say no to Ackerman, so he can only bear it by force.

Makino slapped his thighs with a smile, "What a genius! He has a good eloquence, I learned it."

Faovera was also very happy watching from the sidelines. He admired Ackerman's free and willful attitude, but when he heard what Makino said, the smile on his face stopped.

Can this kind of trash talk be learned casually?

Makino sent a bunch of tips to his live broadcast room, directly covering up the quarreling barrage, and blowing up the special effects animation for a long time.

He didn't do anything to cover up, he just used his own account, and everyone who watched the live broadcast could see the broadcasts——Fauvila's little girl rewarded ten starships, and Faovera's little girl rewarded ten starships. Jiao Fu rewarded ten torpedoes...

The quarrel in the barrage disappeared in an instant, replaced by a bunch of question marks and various things to say to him.

The ones that swipe the most are:

[Your Highness, you haven't updated for a long time, do you know how we got here!You have no heart, you are still watching live variety shows here! 】

[Your Highness, do you know about the general who peeked at the variety show! 】

Makino couldn't help but laugh. After thinking for a while, he took a photo and sent it to Xingwang. The content was a scene of him and Faovera watching a variety show together with text.

"He knows, the admiral is watching with me."

Comment on the frying pan.

[It has been more than a month since His Royal Highness posted a post last time, the child has to wait crazy]

[There is no new food for a long time, I can only rely on watching some edited videos and knocking on cp]

【Your Highness has so many rewards, do you like Lord Black's group】

【Needless to say, they are all strictly wives, oh, can this be said?】

【Why can't it be】

[Bug eggs!Worm eggs!Is it a female or a male? I’m curious]

【Did the new little highness have a name】

Flipping through Makino's comments, he was suddenly taken aback, his eyes fixed, he opened his mouth, and looked at Faovilla, "We forgot to name it..."

Faovera was also taken aback, only to think of this crucial matter.

What's the name...

Makino: "It's not born yet anyway, don't worry, just watch the show and watch the show."

Faovera pursed her lips and didn't know how to refute for a while, but felt that what he said was quite reasonable, so there was really no need to worry.

When he watched the variety show again, it was time to entertain guests for the first time.

The dishes were cooked by the actor's assistant and Blake, and they were assigned to them. Ackerman and Yarlin were the waiters, the actor was the front desk, and Mr. Vincent was the cashier.

The tourists who came to dine were specially invited by the program team, and they would not deliberately make things difficult for others. On the contrary, Makino felt from the bottom of his heart that these guests were the ones being made difficult.

The dishes they cook are really unsightly. Just by looking at their appearance, they feel that they must not taste good.

Makino was both disgusted and wanted to laugh, and said secretly proudly: "I'm still the best, even if it's the first time I cook, it's delicious."

Faovera glanced at him with a smile, and responded with admiration: "That's right."

Makino leaned happily beside Faovilla, looking like a little bird, watching the variety show, his hands became restless again, and he touched the general's stomach.

The originally tight muscles turned into a layer of soft flesh, and the lower abdomen also bulged slightly, which felt a bit strange to the touch.

Makino's own stomach has only one muscle, which is soft to the touch. He doesn't like to touch it, but Faovilla likes it very much. He can't put it down.

I don't know whether to praise him or laugh at him.

Either way, having access to your physical magnetism is better than nothing.

It's not that he hasn't thought of training his abdominal muscles, but he likes the posture of a soft belly after seeing Olvera, and he is also happy and relaxed, because exercising is really tiring.

Makino gently placed his head on the general's lower abdomen, and listened carefully to the movements inside, but unfortunately he didn't hear anything, and everything was quiet.

He smacked his lips and uttered a soul question, "When the bug eggs are in the stomach, do they really move?"

Faovera: "Good question."

If it is really possible, how much strength does the cub inside have to use to shake the eggs...

What's more, after the eggs are born, they need to develop outside for a week before they can break their shells. They must not have fully developed in the stomach, and maybe the arms and legs have not grown well.

Makino pursed his lips. Wouldn't it be that his plan to train a master of music was in vain?

The author says:

虫崽：父母才是真爱，我只是个意外感谢在2022-08-1921:09:47-2022-08-2107:58:40期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of soda eggs; ouch - 5 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!