I'll find it for you
The second male insect liked to drink coffee and asked to meet in a cafe, and this one was not late.
He sipped his coffee elegantly, revealing a sense of luxury from being in the upper class for a long time. "We met at the birthday party of His Highness three years ago."
Philo thought for a moment and replied, "I don't remember."
The atmosphere was tense for a few seconds. Wei Shao turned his head and pretended to look at the scenery outside the window, and only then did he manage to hold back his laughter.
"You are pretty good in every aspect, but I don't want my partner to be out in the public eye after marriage. When do you plan to retire?"
"I'm not going to retire to get married."
The male insect, who had originally had a good attitude, suddenly showed a dissatisfied expression: "You know, an ordinary female insect like you can't have a happy marriage if you don't make some sacrifices in your career."
"Please be careful with your words, sir." Wei Shao put the coffee cup back on the tray with a loud bang.
The male insect then noticed him, frowned and asked Philo: "Is this your friend?"
"Um."
The male insect sneered and said to Wei Shao, "For Philo's sake, I won't take your rudeness to heart. Admiral Philo is certainly capable, but this is not a battlefield. No male insect will accept him unconditionally just because of his rank."
After saying that, he turned his attention back to Philo: "Philo, you should understand what I mean, right?"
Philo pursed his lips and lowered his eyelashes, as if he was hurt by his words.
"He doesn't need to understand." Wei Shao grabbed Fei Luo's arm and pulled him up, saying coldly, "You are not qualified to make demands on him."
Philo: "Wei Shao..."
Wei Shao: "Wei Shao, he is trash."
"We don't want this." Wei Shao's hand exerted a little force, and his tone was a little tough, "Follow me."
"..." Philo was about to say something but was pulled out.
-
The third male insect liked to take hot spring baths, so he chose the best hot spring palace in the entire Imperial Star to meet.
As if the sun was about to go into hibernation, the light at the entrance of the hot spring palace was very dim.
As soon as the third male insect arrived, he saw a tall figure leaning against the wall, with his left hand slightly raised, as if he was looking at something through the terminal.
A cigarette was held between the fingertips of his right hand, the flame at the end flickering in the darkness.
The male insect suddenly felt a little unhappy.
Admiral Philo was too tall, much taller than he had expected, and as a female insect, she loved smoking.
That's really bad.
But thinking of Philo's generous assets, he still approached hesitantly.
The figure happened to raise his eyes, saw him, and walked towards him.
"Mr. Servis?"
The male insect raised his head slightly: "Yes."
"Sir, excuse me for taking up three minutes of your time," Wei Shao said indifferently, putting out his cigarette. "I want to ask you a few questions."
The male insect frowned: "Ask."
“How many partners are there in your family?”
"I'm nineteen and not married yet."
"Do you think that female insects have the obligation to obey male insects unconditionally in marriage?"
"Of course—why, Philo, this is in the Male Insect Protection Act, don't you think it's unreasonable?"
"Sorry, I have one last question. How many partners will you have in the future?"
"How should I know? With the purity of my pheromones, I can mark at least a dozen or twenty."
The male insect was a little impatient with the question: "How can you ask so many questions right away? Come in first and talk while you soak."
Wei Shao took a few steps towards the light, and the male insect realized that his appearance did not seem to be similar to the "photo of Philo" circulating on the Internet.
"I am a soldier under Admiral Philo. The admiral just had to go back because of some urgent military matters." Wei Shao flicked his little finger, and the terminal turned a circle deftly on the slender joint. "Please come again next time, sir."
Male: "?"
After Wei Shao finished speaking, he went into the Hot Spring Palace alone.
The male insect wanted to follow him in, but was stopped politely by the security guard at the door: "Sir, do you have an appointment?"
-
In the misty pool, Philo's body below the collarbone was submerged in water, with his left hand casually resting on the edge of the pool.
The terminal on the wrist glowed with a silver-blue light.
Ludel: [Is there something wrong with your taste? What are the things you picked? 】
Philo's fingertips moved slightly, and he was not angry because of this sentence: [Don't worry about it. 】
[Tsk.] 】
He ignored Ludel, glanced at the motionless bamboo curtain, grabbed the bathrobe on the tray, put it on and walked out.
Wei Shao pushed open the curtain and bumped into him by chance.
The cold white skin was turned red by the steam, and the brown pupils were so moist that the coldness that was always in the eyes was difficult to maintain.
Wei Shao cleared his throat and sighed regretfully, "That gentleman broke the appointment."
Philo looked at him for two seconds and asked, "Really?"
He nodded confidently and twisted Philo's soft robe: "Change your clothes and go home?"
Fei Luo did not answer immediately, but leaned closer to Wei Shao's collar and shrugged his nose slightly: "You smoked."
The tone is quite conclusive.
Wei Shao thought it was not a big deal, but he still felt a little guilty: "Just half a stick."
"Oh." Philo turned and walked towards the locker room. His voice was soft and his tone was light, but it was deafening. "Today's dinner is gone."
"......Ah?!" Wei Shao was stunned.
-
Wei Shao was very depressed: "I didn't know you were bothered by the smell of cigarettes. I won't smoke in front of you anymore."
He got addicted to smoking when he was young and ignorant, but later on he suddenly quit smoking for some reason. In fact, he hasn't touched the cigarette for two or three years.
If he hadn't felt so upset today, he wouldn't have smoked.
After hearing what he said, Philo's already expressionless face became even colder, even a bit like when they first met.
He said in a flat tone: "You can smoke if you want, what does it have to do with me?"
Wei Shao: “…”
Do you look like it's okay?
Wei Shao felt that for the sake of his meal, it was necessary to guess the general's intention: "How about I stop smoking in the future?"
Philo ignored him and glanced at the terminal: "There is still one Excellency I haven't seen yet."
"..." Wei Shao adjusted his unconsciously quickened breathing and asked as kindly as possible, "What is this person requesting?"
"Cinema."
Wei Shao rolled his eyes secretly in his heart.
Asking someone to watch a movie late at night, who knows what kind of evil thoughts he has.
Thanks to Tofilo, he has seen the true face of males in this world and now begins to dislike males.
-
In the cinema, Wei Shao numbly held two buckets of snacks and sat on the public sofa in the ticket hall, secretly on high alert for the small trash that was about to appear.
"Let's go." Philo tapped his shoulder.
Wei Shao looked him up and down and asked in confusion, "Where's the ticket?"
"We have reserved the whole place. No tickets are needed."
“…”
It's really inhumane.
wrong.
Trench is insect-free.
Philo stuffed the two bottles of soda into Wei Shao's left and right pockets respectively, and walked into the hall with empty hands.
Wei Shao glanced at his funny bulging waist and thought that Philo was quite aware of his image.
He was angry, amused, and a little indescribably depressed.
...Later he must sit in the front row and be the most annoying light bulb.
-
"Why are you sitting so far away?"
Wei Shao sat on the far right of the last row, holding two buckets of snacks and mumbling, "I don't want to be a light bulb..."
“…”
Fei Luo walked to Wei Shao and took away a bucket of snacks under Wei Shao's resentful gaze.
He also stole the soda from Wei Shao's pocket.
Wei Shao: “…” I really want to go home, thank you.
But Philo did not leave immediately, but sat down next to him: "What's going on?"
Wei Shao frowned: "What's going on?"
"What are you angry about?" Philo exposed him mercilessly.
He immediately denied: "I'm not--"
"I was just joking with you. I'll make you a midnight snack when I get home tonight." Philo's hand reached out to him, but paused before finally resting on his shoulder. "I'll make you a strawberry cake tomorrow."
Wei Shao's brain did secrete dopamine because of this sentence, but the uncomfortable feeling did not disappear.
He said "oh" dryly and began to wonder whether Philo wanted to touch his head just now.
According to his age, there seemed to be nothing wrong with Philo wanting to touch his head, but he always felt that it was strange for Philo to do this to him.
I can’t say.
Will Philo's future partners do the same?
But then again, by that time, he probably wouldn't be able to go to Philo's house for meals often, right?
It’s so annoying. I wish Philo was a male insect.
"Wei Shao."
"Hmm?" Wei Shao looked up and saw Fei Luo's disappointed look. His messy thoughts disappeared instantly. "What's wrong?"
"This gentleman also broke his promise," Philo frowned slowly, doubting himself, "Why? Is it my fault?"
"They are blind, it's better if they don't come." Wei Shao breathed a sigh of relief for some reason, and said in a serious tone, "Let's not look for a partner in a garbage dump."
Philo sighed softly: "But I'm already thirty-one."
"A worm can live for more than 200 years, so what's thirty-one?" Wei Shao also knew that Fei Luo was worried about the problem of violent blood. "Don't worry, I'll find it for you."
"you?"
Wei Shao nodded seriously: "I promise to find you a normal male insect before your violent period comes."
Philo curled his lips calmly: "That's really too much trouble for you."
Wei Shao patted his shoulder and said, "With our relationship, there's no need to talk about whether it's a hassle or not."
It's our duty to stand up for our brothers, right?
He stood up and stretched his legs: "Go back?"
Philo nodded and looked at the 3D shadow pool in front of him: "But I spent more than 10,000 sats to book the whole place."
Wei Shao took a deep breath, and instantly returned to his chair, saying firmly: "I will go back after I finish watching it."
Twenty minutes later he regretted it.
The two protagonists, one male and one female, on the shadow pool had flushed faces, interlocked their fingers, and breathed in unison, getting closer and closer.
The increasingly heavy breathing sounds poured into my ears in stereo, and I couldn't pretend to be deaf.
Who the hell chose this movie? ? ?
The temperature of Wei Shao's ears rose as the distance between them shortened, and his lips unconsciously tightened due to embarrassment.
Forgive him for being an Earthling, this thing looks too much like a gay movie...
He dialed the terminal on his little finger and pretended to check the message.
As a result, the terminal forgot to shield Philo, and once the light curtain was turned on, it occupied the sight of both of them.
Philo tilted his head slightly and was about to speak when a chaotic and indescribable sound mixed in with the surround breathing sound.
Wei Shao's scalp went numb and he dared not move.
Philo stared at his face thoughtfully for a while, his eyes slowly slid down to his neck: "Are you hot?"
He quickly shook his head: "No."
"Are you shy, then?"
Wei Shao: “…” The noise made by the two protagonists in the shadow pool seemed even more harsh.
"I saw the clothes you chose this morning and thought you knew a lot about these things," Philo said calmly.
Wei Shao: “?”
His language system seemed to have crashed, and the words of defense were stuck in his throat.
A shadow passed before his eyes, and a cold hand covered his eyes. The ambiguous and erotic scene was blocked behind the palm.
Philo's fingers were very thin and cold, with thin calluses on the base of his fingers. Wei Shao could even feel it when he blinked.
"Then don't look at it for now."
Wei Shao's heart became strangely still for a moment as he felt the chill, and then a feeling of shame that was a hundred times stronger than before came flooding back.
He pulled Philo's hand away carelessly, almost getting angry: "I'm not a three-year-old child. I've seen this kind of thing eight hundred times! Why are you covering my eyes!"
Philo said "Oh", leaned back in his chair, and focused on the two protagonists entangled in the shadow pool. He asked without turning his head, "Then why are you blushing?"
"I'm hot." Wei Shao said gritting his teeth.
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