Chapter 27 The teaching gift was completely captivating.
Sersia's eyes flickered slightly. He could hardly look directly at the rosy, spring-like face in front of him. He was burned by the clean breath between the human lips and teeth, unable to escape. He wanted to retreat but had nowhere to go, trapped in this small space.
Hillland saw the tremor in his eyes, but did not react much. Instead, she slowly closed her eyes, waiting for him to take the initiative.
Sersia reached out and gently placed her hand on his shoulder, her earlobes burning hot, and lifted her chin to kiss him.
His heart rate was rising, and his ears were burning. Hillanlan held his wrist and brought him to her cheek, coaxing Sersia to touch him first. The smile in her eyes was intimate.
Although it was Sersia who took the initiative, Hillan became the one in control. He hadn't expected to be so passive and helpless. Behind him was a cold wall, which he bumped into every now and then during the kisses. It felt like all the oxygen in his breath was being stolen away. Sersia's skin turned red from the kisses, and his throat rose and fell slowly with each swallow.
The human wrapped his arms around his waist.
Sersia was pulled into a warm embrace, his body wet and soft from the kisses. Just when he thought Hillland would be intimate with him here, Hillland stopped, her lips just inches from his eyes.
"Could Sersia help me put on my glasses?"
With her eyes lowered and Sersia's hand still stroking her cheek, Hillan's question sounded like a veiled plea for affection, turning Sersia into a dazed, helpless woman.
Hillland's seduction was undisguised, yet the earnestness and sensitivity in her eyes revealed a sincere and pure sincerity.
Sersia realized what was happening, quickly lowered her eyes, picked up the glasses beside her, and put them on the human.
Hillland obediently lowered his head, and after putting it on, he smiled and said, "Thank you for the gift, baby. I love it."
He seemed to be born to wear this kind of outfit. He had a calm and gentle temperament, and a youthful spirit. When you looked down at him, the light shining through his glasses from his pupils was so gentle and dull that it was hard not to be moved.
Hillan subconsciously adjusted his glasses, seeing that Sersia looked no different than before. In her awakened state, she would display some basic information, such as analyzing what material the female insect's clothes were made of.
It's really high-end.
Hillland logged into his account on it, and seemingly realizing that the starship had been stationary, he belatedly asked, "Shouldn't we go home first?"
Sersia realized they had been there for far too long, and embarrassed, she set up a route and returned home with Hillan.
After all, this journey wouldn't take long, and under Sersia's guidance, Hillan roughly learned how to use this thing.
He loved the gift. When he got home, he took the flower that he had been wearing behind his ear and put it in a vase. He washed his hands, tied on an apron, and went to cook.
Biscuit watched him walk straight to the kitchen, circled around a few times, originally processing orders for what to do next, then saw that Sersia was going to the study but turned back and came to it, whispering, "Biscuit, go to the study and help activate the simulation pod I prepared, using this identity data."
The biscuit spun its wheel and left. Sersia had specially modified the holographic pod she had bought for the male insect. Originally, it could only log in with one identity, but now it could log in with two, and there would be no restriction on login. This was because a holographic pod could only be bound to one identity information. This was also to prevent someone from reselling a holographic pod that already had an identification code—after all, insects bound to an identification code could forcibly reclaim it through the identification code.
So much so that when resale transactions required a conscience, manufacturers wisely limited the possibility.
Sersia lowered her eyes. The flower that had been tucked between the human's earlobe was in the vase on the dining table, and she could see it at a glance.
He extended his fingertip and gently touched it; the soft petals brushed against his fingertip, leaving a slightly damp sensation.
Sersia felt as if her heart had been touched and burned, and she withdrew her fingers quietly to help Hillan in the kitchen.
Dinner was prepared quickly, and it was already 8:30 pm when they finished eating. The two of them went to take showers separately. Hillland came out a little faster and was studying while using her glasses.
This is really convenient, but from the outside it looks like I'm spacing out.
Hillland watched for a while, then couldn't help but ask, "99, are you there?"
99 popped up, saying, "I'm here, I'm here."
It looked curiously at the glasses on Sherlan's face, very interested in the Zerg's high technology. "It looks very useful. I'd like to see it too. Is that alright, host?"
Hillland blinked, took off her glasses to show it, and said, "Of course."
99 landed steadily on the coffee table, as if afraid that the glasses would slip off his round body and break. He opened his electronic eyes and looked around, occasionally letting out a few exclamations.
"Our system isn't even that advanced!"
They are systems that are usable until they are scrapped; otherwise, they wouldn't have failed to upload data in the first place!
hateful!
Hillland took the glasses back, examined them carefully, and said very naturally, "By the way, 99, could you replicate its technology? If I go back to Earth later, I'll hand it over to the country. It's not appropriate to go back to my hometown without bringing something with me after time-traveling."
99 laughed at the phrase "going back to her parents' home," shook her head regretfully, and said shyly, "Host, my function is actually quite useless."
Hillland couldn't stop laughing.
While chatting with the system, I heard some noise coming from the bathroom door.
Hillland immediately sat up straight, even though she didn't know why. Perhaps it was the eerie feeling of being caught by her husband giving money to her family...
The sense of immersion is still too strong.
Hillland found this situation quite interesting, but didn't think much of it.
His eyes lit up when he saw Sersia coming toward him. He patted the spot next to him, gesturing for Sersia to sit down next to him.
Sersia had originally intended to get him and Hillan a cup of hot water, but seeing their actions, she simply sat down next to them.
“My lord…”
Before he could finish speaking, he felt a sudden loss of weight and fell onto Hillan's lap.
Sersia rested her head on him, and turned to look at him somewhat blankly, only to see human eyes smiling.
“Actually, I really like this position,” Hillland said, leaning slightly against a cushion behind him. As the female insect lay on his lap, he gently brushed away the stray strands of hair that had fallen across his face, tidying them up one by one before placing them behind Sersia’s head. “When I was little, I often saw my dad carrying my mom. Sometimes when our family went out to play, and there were a lot of people, he would let my mom ride on his shoulders.”
Hillland really enjoyed being with the two of them, doing nothing but chatting and lying intimately together. "Back then, I was right next to them. My dad put a rubber band on my hand and said it was my special handcuffs, and that I couldn't run around after I put them on."
After finishing her explanation, Hillan couldn't help but poke Sersia's cheek. "Do you actually know what it means?"
Sersia's cheek was poked, leaving a soft dent. He shook his head seriously. "I don't know."
Hillland said dismissively with a sigh, "Hmph, I'm just used as a portable rubber band holder."
He had many things to tell about his childhood, but Hillland wanted to finish telling them slowly. When he finished, he stood up slightly and kissed Sersia very gently on the cheek.
"The reason I like this pose is that it feels a little like holding a treasure."
An adult insect cannot be held in his arms like a small gift, but becoming a wife or concubine can.
Of course, it can also be husband or husband, the title doesn't matter, but his cute Sersia really looks like a little wife, so adorable. Although the husband figure is also cute, it's more appropriate to call the cute Sersia "wife" right now!
Just thinking about it made Hillland swoon, and he couldn't help but gently rub Sersia's soft cheeks.
So cute! Seeing Cecilia's bewildered look, Hillan was completely charmed.
Sersia's ears turned red as he rubbed them. As if she had thought of something, she turned over to face Hillan.
"I've also prepared something for you."
Hillland was surprised. He couldn't help but feel expectant, and even his ears turned red. "What... what, there are gifts too?"
There's absolutely no way out.
He was determined to repay her with his body!
Thinking this, Sersia got up and led him to the study.
The holographic capsule inside looked familiar. Hillan's eyes widened. "Baby, did you bring the holographic capsule here?"
Two still!!!
Sersia gave a soft "hmm," glanced at Hillland, unsure if his decision was right, but he couldn't help himself.
"I want to teach you some knowledge myself."
Sersia has learned countless skills from childhood to university, including mecha, scientific research, medicine, production, and the repair of various instruments.
The glasses were his research product, but they were only a semi-finished product. Some of the materials could only be bought on the black market, so this was the best he could do.
This includes the medical research that Hillland is going to do.
He wasn't an expert in that area; he was an expert in mechs and weapons. But he hadn't forgotten his medical knowledge; in fact, he remembered it vividly.
The newly acquired identity data was borrowed from a doctor friend. They had an internal identification code that allowed access to a dedicated training module, where a vast number of models were available for learning, both theoretically and practically.
If you master everything during this period, there won't be any problems with the assessment.
Sersia thought that Hillland had never expected this at all; he hadn't anticipated it at all.
It turns out he knew far too little about Sersia.
Hillan was genuinely in a bit of a predicament, but he was even more curious about what Sersia had gone through to achieve such success.
It must have been incredibly tough.
Hillland sighed, but he was also very much looking forward to it, and he didn't hold back his praise.
"Yes, Sersia, you are really, really amazing."
Honestly, the story of being captured by Sersia has been told to death.
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Author's Note: In the next chapter, Hillan will call Sersia "husband".
Husband and wife are a matter of attitude. [Please][Please][Please]
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