Pasol Star, Villa Area A.

In the quiet forest, a super large and luxurious villa stands tall. This is an expensive private villa.

Yes, this is He Yi's residence. It was issued by the country and just got it.

I still remember that when he just got off the aircraft, he looked at a large area of ​​desolate mountains in doubt under the certain and affirmative eyes of Marshal Mori Yuan and asked: Is this the residence provided by the empire?

Are you sure it's not me?

Then, reality taught him to be a bug.

It turns out that there is a super luxurious villa in the desolate mountains. In the insect tribe, compared with the vast territory owned by the empire, the empire's insect population is very rare. The vast land and sparse insects in the country are destined to make the average insect occupy a vast area.

Therefore, in remote places on the Insect Planet, you may not see a single insect even if you take a flying vehicle for several hours. If the flight route is far away from residential areas, then congratulations, you have the opportunity to enjoy the mutant animals and primitive jungles along the way. What's more, in some wilderness areas, there may be more snails than insects.

But fewer insects also have their advantages, so you never have to experience the scene of a sea of ​​insects during holiday travel.

So now He Yi only needs to enjoy the high-tech life on the Insect Planet in a super luxurious villa, and bear the price of loneliness in the dense jungle with his future wife.

Ah, he is so unfortunate!

In the morning, the unfortunate Master He Yi sat in the restaurant of the villa as usual, with a unhappy face, "A Zhao, sit down, Xiao Yi, you cook."

The tall female insect was very obedient and sat down.

Xiao Yi, who had not turned on the phone for a long time, was very sad:

[Master, you are always giving up! You forget the old one when you have a new one! Do you still remember the Xiao Yi who chatted with you by the Garbage Star Lake? ]

He Yi retorted unhappily: "Don't talk nonsense, I have never had you in my heart."

Xiao Yi: [嘤嘤嘤. He Yi

wondered, "What did the technician do to you last night? Didn't I ask him to replace the weird chip you had before?"

Xiao Yi stopped crying:

"Yes, he did, but he also installed a 'Male Insect Strategy Guide' chip for me, the basic version, with the latest operating system on the Insect Planet. Do you like it, Master?"

It was clear. No wonder he was getting more and more annoyed with Xiao Yi.

How could he like a colleague who was competing with him maliciously?

Facing the crowd from his peers, Zhao didn't want to endure it anymore and immediately started to retort, "Master Xiong, why don't I prepare breakfast? Xiaoyi is just an obsolete robot. Even if he changes the chip, the food he cooks may not be delicious."

The naive Xiaoyi nodded his mechanical head:

[That's right, let him cook. Xiaoyi is old and can't do much work. ]

The biased He Yi raised his hand and knocked on the table, "A Zhao, you just evolved not long ago, it's not suitable for you to work hard."

He turned around and threatened, "Hurry up, Xiaoyi will cook! If you dare to talk nonsense again, I will send you to the robot return center."

Since picking up the female insect, He Yi began to ignore Xiaoyi, and from time to time he would pull out its energy block to force it to shut down. The reason is simple. With a sweet and soft wife in name, who would want to bother with a chat tool?

Anyway, he doesn't want to!

Xiaoyi, whose fate is strangled, had to use his "old arms and legs" to operate the automatic food processor diligently. After a while, the table was filled with delicious breakfast.

He Yi thought while eating: Xiaoyi is so hardworking, I should still be merciful and leave him a place as a butler in a corner of my heart.

After dinner, the villa welcomed the first batch of visitors.

Yes, a batch. When He Yi sat on the sofa and looked at the two male insects and eight female insects standing outside the door on the smart security light screen, he almost thought that the other party was here to fight.

The other party's momentum was so great that even two meters and eight meters tall was not enough!

The leader was an elegant middle-aged male insect, whom he had met once at the welcoming ceremony. He had short brown hair and a pair of deep blue eyes, and was wearing a tight, wide-sleeved, black robe with gold patterns. He wore a pair of snow-white pure cotton gloves and black rhinestone boots that covered his knees.

He Yi opened the door remotely on the optical computer.

In the reception room, He Yi looked at the two noble male insects sitting, the four petite sub-female female servants standing behind them, and then looked at the four tall female slaves kneeling on the ground. He suddenly thought he had traveled back to the feudal era of ancient Earth.

He tugged at the sleeve of the female insect beside him to signal Ah Zhao to sit down, but Ah Zhao just shook her head implicitly.

He Yi held his forehead with his hand: Damn.

The elegant male insect smiled gently, "Sir He Yi, we meet again. Are you used to living here?"

"Very used to it, President Howard." He Yi smiled.

Hearing this, the elegant male insect smiled even more amiably, with a faint light in his green eyes, "Sorry to bother you, I hope you don't mind?"

"How could that be? Your arrival makes my humble home more glorious." He Yi continued to smile politely. Since you're here, what's there to mind?

The elegant male insect's smile became more gentle, "It's like this, Mr. He Yi, the Male Insect Protection Association received your health test, which shows that your bone age is 24, and you still have two months to go before you turn 25. According to the laws of the Empire, you will need a guardian insect to take care of your growth during these two months."

He motioned for the sub-female to take out the information, "These are the information of the noble families on the Insect Star that meet the requirements, you can choose at will."

He Yi took the document and began to read it.

Zhao suddenly interrupted and said, "Mr. President, female reserve servants also meet the requirements of insect guardians, right?"

The elegant middle-aged male insect's eyelids twitched slightly, and frowned, "Mr. He Yi, you, a female insect, are a little ignorant of the rules."

He changed to a more comfortable posture, slowly took off the pure white gloves on his right hand and threw them on the sofa, and said slowly:

"Don't make tea to entertain guests when they come."

"You are so bold to interrupt the conversation of male insects."

"Why not send them to the Xiongbao Association and help you train them?"

Faced with Howard's difficulties, Zhao pursed his thin lips: Little guy, you still want to provoke me in person, what's the matter?

He half-knelt beside He Yi's feet, lowered his head slightly, and rubbed the male insect's trousers with his soft golden hair. His voice was hoarse and magnetic, "Master, can I be your guardian insect?"

He didn't watch so many movies and TV shows for nothing, and he could easily use this level of invitation.

He Yi was fascinated by the sudden cute contrast of the tall female insect. He raised his bare hands slightly to rub the fluffy head on his knees. His white fingers with distinct joints rested lazily on the soft golden hair, unwilling to move for a long time, "I'm very sorry, Mr. President, I'm not hospitable enough. Xiaoyi, make some tea."

"A Zhao is my reserve female servant. I want him to be my guardian insect. It should be okay, right?"

Howard looked at the tea brought by the robot, his elegant smile was stiff for a moment, and then slowly melted into a smile: "No problem." It has been many years since an insect dared to ignore his words like this.

He had no problem, but the other young male insect on the sofa lost his smile. "Mr. He Yi, let me remind you that Admiral Zhao had received 58 gene matches from the main brain, but the success rate was 0. There must be something that the male insects hate. It is better to consider guiding the female servants carefully."

Guiding female servants, as the name suggests, is to guide and assist the male insects to go through the third stage of evolution. They are often the first female servants in the male insect's life and have special meaning to the male insect. Even if they are not favored in the future, they will still get some tenderness and mercy from the male insects, and be looked up to by other insects.

Howard spoke gently, "Yes, Admiral Zhao is in a high position and is busy with military affairs, so he doesn't have much time to take care of other insects."

Zhao secretly cursed him as mean.

He raised his head and smiled, "Time is like water in a sponge, you can always get some if you squeeze it."

He Yi nodded, "Ah Zhao is right."

He is not a baby insect, so why would he find a ward for him when he has nothing to do?

Seeing that the male insect in front of him was stubborn, the president gave up persuading him and said, "By the way, Mr. He Yi, this is your personal optical computer. This year's special subsidy for male insects has been received. The huge compensation for the remaining years needs to be discussed by the elders before it can be decided. Please wait for a few more standard insect planet rotation days."

He Yi took the optical computer handed over by the sub-female and put it on his left wrist. "Thank you."

Howard stood up gracefully and scanned the computer . He glanced at the four insects kneeling on the ground as a background, "Sir He Yi, these four female slaves are small gifts from the male guards to you, they are not meant to be a token of respect."

He Yi glanced at Admiral Zhao who was pulling his trouser legs tightly, and said lightly: "I have received your kindness, but the gift is not necessary."

Howard looked puzzled and asked: "Why, is the gift not to your liking?"

He Yi glanced at the hole in his trouser legs poked by the claws of the female insects without leaving any trace, and smiled shyly:

"No, Mr. President, I am... underage now."

Howard was slightly surprised, and then a meaningful smile came out, "Sorry, Mr. He Yi, I will definitely prepare a satisfactory coming-of-age gift for you when the time comes."

He Yi thanked politely, and sent off the group of uninvited guests with a fake smile.

He Yi was fiddling with the computer on the sofa, asking Zhao how to operate it from time to time. He was very interested in the computer of each insect in the insect tribe.

After a while, looking at the absent-minded female insect beside him, He Yi put down the computer, "What's wrong? Are you worried?" Zhao

was particularly entangled.

According to the large number of film and television works he watched, there must be no misunderstandings between males and females, and once there is a misunderstanding, it may be tortured for dozens of episodes. He didn't really want the male lord to have any misunderstanding about him because of what the male protection club member said before, but he didn't know how to explain it.

Under the gentle gaze of the male insect. Zhao plucked up the courage to speak, "Male lord, I did fail in so many genetic matches before."

"Oh, really?" He Yi raised his eyebrows.

"But I rejected the male insect's match myself. Before I met you, I never thought about marrying an insect one day. I thought marriage was terrible, but after meeting you... I even thought of the name of our insect egg... Thank you for having you." Zhao lowered his head and whispered.

"Oh? What's the name?" He Yi admitted that he was pleased.

"Ah?" Zhao reacted a little late.

"Didn't you think of the name of the insect egg?" He Yi teased. He found an empty spot on the sofa and changed from sitting to lying, with the back of his head resting on the female insect's slender and strong thighs.

Looking at the male's smiling black eyes, Zhao's ears blushed, and at the same time, he quietly relaxed the muscles on his thighs to make the male more comfortable, "No... there are no eggs yet."

"Then you have to think about it carefully, there are still two months..." He Yi smiled at the shy female insect.

The atmosphere is just right, and the affection is strong.

The author has something to say: The author's naming is useless, is there any little angel who can help me think of a name for the insect cubs? Two cubs.