Chapter 6: More than two babies are adorable.

Hillan was actually quite interested in the normal culture of the Zerg, and when he saw such erotic items, he subconsciously felt curious and normal shyness.

However, he felt that these aphrodisiac drugs were not very good, because almost all of them would have a great impact on female insects. He still did not want Sersia to think that he was like other male insects who could not change his bad habits, so he decided to try them on his hands now to see the effect.

Also, it's best not to let Sersia see this, otherwise she might overthink it.

Hillland took the money to pay the bill and casually put it in his pocket. He wanted to talk to Sersia, but as soon as he looked up, Sersia drew his attention away from him.

Sersia stood quietly a little ahead, waiting for the items to be sorted and packaged. His posture was relaxed, yet he still gave off the sharpness of a cold, long blade. His exposed profile was superior and aloof, and his half-closed eyelashes completely covered his beautiful light blue eyes. His appearance was different from the coldness and nobility he had shown in front of him. He was completely the same as the blurry figure in the photo that Hillan had seen at the beginning. His temperament was as peaceful and profound as a glacier.

Hillland instantly forgot all about the ointment. After entering the mailing address, he walked over and naturally took Sersia's hand. He wanted to see Sersia up close. When Hillland took her hand, Sersia finally seemed to come to her senses and responded by closing her fingertips.

As soon as he was led over, Cecilia's cheeks flushed with the pink that Hillland was familiar with. She seemed a little uncomfortable with such intimacy in public, and her previously hidden light blue eyes slowly glanced at him.

Sersia's fingertips trembled slightly, and her ears turned red as she spoke, "My Lord."

Hillland saw through Sersia's little actions clearly, and he was charmed by her cuteness, so he couldn't help but smile and his eyes crinkled. "Baby, let's go to the marriage registry."

Sersia was led out the door like this, with Hillan walking in front of him. He seemed to be used to walking a little slower, which made Sersia, who liked to walk faster, slow down as well.

Hillland really enjoyed this, strolling around with the person he liked, his mind constantly racing with ideas of what he wanted to do with Sersia. He couldn't help but feel happy, because even if he couldn't do them, he would still feel incredibly happy.

Thinking about it, Hillland saw that the car they had booked had stopped, and they arrived at the entrance of the marriage registration office in about fifteen minutes.

The male-to-female ratio was extremely high, and there were very few insects coming to handle various procedures. Hillland walked in first. The salesperson was a sub-female, whose figure and appearance were much more delicate and shorter than the military female. He glanced at Hillland but did not see the neck wrinkles on the back of his neck, assuming that such a tall and slender insect was a good-looking military female.

"Tell me, what kind of business do you need?"

After he finished speaking, he lowered his head to work on his computer, absentmindedly complaining to his friend about another troublesome business, and naturally did not see Sersia following closely behind.

He sat down next to Hillland, who didn't mind the casualness of the sub-female and still politely asked, "Hello, could you please change my family information? I need to turn my female servant into my female lord. Thank you."

The submissive paused for a moment, then suddenly looked up when she heard a certain word. Her gaze towards Hillan immediately changed, becoming warm and friendly. "I'm so sorry, let me add you on social media. You can contact me directly if you need any business in the future."

Hillland didn't feel offended at this point, and he smiled and refused, "No need, it's fine once it's done."

Sersia remained calm and slowly lowered her eyes.

The sub-female was unwilling to give up. He still thought the insect in front of him was a female soldier. How could such a beautiful insect be a male? It even seemed to respect insects, so he was even less likely to let it go!

He casually tossed his hair, revealing his fair and handsome profile. "Your Excellency, you are a male insect, so there must be a lot of procedures to go through. It would be much faster if you went directly through me."

Hillland felt his intelligence had been underestimated. He didn't comment on such methods; the Zerg's values ​​had destroyed all the creatures here, and he couldn't judge these things by human standards.

"No need, just complete the formalities for me. After all, I only need one queen, there are no further procedures to go through."

Hillland held out his hand, showing the identification code. "You can change it now."

Sersia's eyes flickered slightly upon hearing his words. The submissive woman, upon recognizing the name on the page, widened her eyes in shock and couldn't help but exclaim, "You're Hillan!?!"

That notorious, tyrannical male insect?! He seems different from the one I remember!

The sub-female felt that some memories had been blurred, and she couldn't remember the original Hillan at all. She could only recall the face in front of her, as if it had been suddenly stuffed into her mind.

If the male insect in front of you is Hillan, then the one next to him must be the dismissed general Sersia.

How could that worm that couldn't produce offspring become the queen of male worms?

The female servant's eyes reddened with jealousy. He laughed, his tone sarcastic, "It's like this, Your Excellency's female servants are unable to bear insect offspring, and the Male Protection Association will not agree to Your Excellency making a female servant who cannot lay eggs your female ruler."

"Your position as queen should be given to a female insect capable of normally bearing offspring, not the one beside you."

As the sub-female spoke, she smoothed her hair, looking pitiful. "You are an A-grade male insect. Your Excellency can even find many female servants and slaves. The position of female ruler is very precious. You should give it to female insects that can be useful to you."

The gentle and peaceful expression on Hillland's face gradually disappeared. He calmly repeated, "If you can't change, then find someone else. Do you understand?"

The submissive woman's expression stiffened. "Your Excellency..."

Hillland really didn't want any clashes with the ideas here. What was the point of comparing the good and bad? Perhaps he could tell the sub-female here that he only needed Sersia in his life and he could also win Sersia's sincere and heartfelt emotion.

But Hillan always felt that he was getting a good deal.

They benefited from a distorted worldview.

Hillan now hopes to meet Sersia in his hometown. If he had grown up in such an environment, he would have been an excellent judge, instead of a sufferer whose life was ruined by whether or not he could conceive.

The female's face stiffened as she gritted her teeth and processed the change of marriage arrangement for Sersia.

From this moment on, the name Sersia appeared in the list of female rulers of Hillland; her identity information would be displayed immediately upon showing it.

He was initially a bit upset, but the moment he saw it, Hillan's mood instantly improved, and he dragged his female Countess to buy groceries.

Do you have any favorite dishes?

Hillland loves to cook. His parents often buy a lot of groceries, but because they are lazy or want to eat out, they often forget to put them in the refrigerator. Only Hillland notices these ingredients, and he has been cooking since he was twelve years old.

The good thing is that he has superb cooking skills, but the bad thing is that he cooked for his parents for six years at a young age.

But I'm still very happy.

Sersia was somewhat lost in thought and didn't react when she was called. It wasn't until she saw Hillan's smiling eyes that she came back to her senses.

"I don't have any favorite dishes, so the master can decide."

Hillland blinked, unable to suppress a smile at the address of "Master".

He stepped forward and slowly stopped in front of Sersia. She seemed somewhat unsettled; her light blue eyes were like dazzling gems, but they became somewhat muffled when she lowered her eyelids.

He didn't seem to be in a bad mood, but it was obvious that he was thinking about something.

What is that?

Hillland was very concerned about his partner's mental state, especially given this distorted context.

Hillland is in good physical and mental health. He exudes love and focus, and he still believes he can take good care of his wife.

Since we like each other anyway, why care about who gives more or less? Love is always about you giving more and me giving less, and besides, everyone loves in a different way.

Hillan blinked, then naturally took Sersia's hand and waited by the roadside for the hovercar.

Sersia's ears turned red again.

He simply couldn't be as direct as Hillland. He had never known there were so many ways to coax insects. Realizing that Hillland had noticed something was wrong with him again, Sersia was so embarrassed that he wanted to disappear.

The powerful ruler gave him no chance to prove himself.

"The male is the ideal type for many female insects."

In the Zerg worldview, there is no concept of exclusive possession. He believed everything Hillan said, but there would be many rivals swarming around him. Sersia has always believed that if you like something, you should fight for it, and even if you steal it, you should protect it.

In the past it was about rights and status, and now it's the same for insects.

Hillland is very kind, and he should reciprocate with kindness. The more precious something is, the less he should take it for granted.

Sersia really didn't know how to treat Hillan fairly, and with a trembling eye, she said, "I will try my best."

Hillland gave a soft "hmm," a hint of understanding in her voice, and smiled, "I understand. Sersia wants to make the male lord her own, right? A male lord who will forever belong to Sersia."

Sersia stiffened slightly and pursed her lips in a soft "hmm".

Hillland didn't say anything more. Cecilia didn't get a reply, and his expectation of uniqueness slowly sank. He looked up blankly and saw Hillland winking at him playfully and pointing to her cheek.

"The lord is right here. If you want to have me all to yourself, come and give me a kiss."

Sersia blushed instantly. Surrounded by a constant stream of cars, he seemed to be bewitched, lifting his foot and awkwardly approaching to kiss Hillan on the cheek.

A very pure touch.

As they created some distance, Hillland could clearly see his trembling eyes, like a surging yet gentle sea.

Sersia reached out and squeezed his hand, her ears turning red as she said, "My lord, I love you the most."

He will be a good partner.

Hillan felt as if he had been pierced by Cupid's arrow.

“Baby,” Hillland’s eyes sparkled, “Let’s go grocery shopping. I have some really good dishes that I only make for big celebrations.”

Hillland felt that no matter what, he should offer this to his wife, after all, she was his wife!

Hillland worked enthusiastically in the kitchen for three hours.

Sersia was helping to organize the household items and some clothes she had bought. When she saw a certain box, she paused for a moment, and even her fingertips turned pink.

How do I buy this...?

Sersia pursed her lips and put it in her pocket.

He was already very sensitive; didn't the powerful ruler sense it?