Chapter 7 Ointment What kind of sins has this been committed?
Such a world is so distorted, everything is made to give way to the convenience of the male insects. The female insects control military power, technology, and all civilization. However, because the male insects have the ability to suppress everything with pheromones and mental relief, and because their numbers are few, everything in the world has to give way to them.
They had lived under this worldview for too long. Sersia lowered her eyes, fumbling in her pocket for the cold aluminum tube, her expression calm.
Female insects are born to depend on male insects, which is inherently abnormal and incomprehensible. So, in order to prevent male insects from having their rights corrupted as well, they are spoiled to the point of being lawless and having no interest in making progress.
These sex toys are also aphrodisiacs tailored for them, but only the female insects have to pay the price. Compared to the fact that everything is dominated by creatures like male insects, their debauchery is actually a very good thing.
Sersia thought Hilllan was already very good. If he liked this kind of aphrodisiac, he would cooperate. He trusted Hilllan not to kill insects, so it was okay for him to play around with it.
Sersia flinched, realizing what she was about to do, but still felt lost.
Hillland completely forgot about the ointment. He fiddled around in the kitchen for a long time, then clapped his hands with a smile as he looked at the delicious food he had made.
"Baby, come and eat."
He took off his apron and served Sersia rice. The rice was steamed until each grain was separate and had a clean, fragrant aroma. There were three dishes and a soup on the table, with complicated preparations and beautiful presentation. Most importantly, they were delicious.
He didn't do anything truly flashy; Hillan was worried his wife would starve, after all, it wouldn't be good if he accidentally overdid it for the sake of performance.
Sersia was locked outside the kitchen when she heard the noise and came in.
He was prepared to step in if the male ruler failed, but as soon as he entered, he was greeted by an incredibly tempting aroma. He looked at the exquisite dishes on the table, and before he could react, he was shoved down in front of the table.
Hillland moved a chair next to him and handed him chopsticks. "Eat up, eat up, try the food made by the lord."
Sersia was somewhat lost in thought, while Hillan's expression was visibly joyful and natural, his emotions remaining peaceful throughout, as if nothing could affect his tranquil gentleness.
Even if it's childish at times.
Sersia's heart pounded. She began to savor the food with great seriousness, already planning how to praise it. But as soon as the food entered her mouth, Sersia's eyes widened and she was speechless. She picked up food one bite at a time with her chopsticks, not even having time to praise it, and buried herself in eating.
Hillan didn't look at Sersia, but he knew that she had originally planned to save half for him, but it was so delicious that she couldn't save any more, and she looked like she was trying to resist the temptation.
My wife is so cute.
Hillland raised his hand to support his temples, but he couldn't suppress the smile on his lips. He turned his face away as if by accident, finished eating, and put the bowl in the sink. "I can't eat anymore. You can throw away the rest of the food if you can't finish it. You can do the dishes. I'm going to sit down for a while."
Sersia nodded obediently several times, without even looking at him. As Hillan walked over, she was busy picking up several pieces of food for herself.
Hillland was ecstatic.
He began to organize the items he had bought with ease and smugness, only to find that his wife had already organized everything.
The household items were arranged very neatly. Sersia seemed to have a talent for organizing. The whole house was full of things, but it was also very organized and not messy at all.
Hillland felt very happy. His wife was really good at taking care of the family and was also very lovely. He pondered for a moment among the dazzling array of clothes and finally chose a two-piece set of pajamas to take a shower.
The way the rich bathe is really enjoyable. Hillland studied it out of curiosity and eventually became familiar with the entire bathroom system. He stayed in the bathroom for a long time before coming out.
It was really comfortable. The bath balls were beautiful, and you could enjoy the red wine at any time. All the services you could experience at a high-end spa were available. Hillland felt that he could be described as a peeled egg after he finished eating.
Very interesting^^.
Hillland came out after washing up and getting dressed. His wife seemed to have already finished washing the dishes and was cleaning the kitchen. She was wearing the apron that Hillland had worn earlier, and her movements were practiced and familiar, as if she had done it many times before.
Hillland stopped in his tracks, remaining motionless for a moment.
In fact, Hillland was somewhat surprised. He didn't think that a delicate and beautiful insect like Sersia would cook and clean the kitchen—whether from the perspective of appearance, generalship, or nobility.
Hillland's philosophy is that a beautiful creature should be well cared for, but clearly the female insect in front of him is not being cared for well.
In his eyes, Sersia was beautiful, well-behaved, and also cold and aloof.
Now, she's very home-loving, gentle, and down-to-earth. She blushes easily and tries her best to be a good partner. She's a very cute and lively creature.
Hillland smiled and looked at her for a long time. He was happy to see so many different sides of his wife, but he also felt that his wife's multifaceted nature must be because she was too independent or had suffered too much.
It really breaks my husband's heart.
Hillan walked over and took Sersia's hand. The warm kitchen light cast a soft glow on his face. Sersia looked up, paused, and asked earnestly, "What's wrong?"
Hillland blinked. "Honey, let me stretch my legs a bit. I'll clean up the rest. You go take a shower. Let's get some rest early tonight."
Sersia couldn't help but widen her eyes. She only caught the last sentence and thought the male lord wanted to use the ointment on her.
Sersia's mind went blank. He gave a blank "oh," nodded somewhat slowly, and forgot to ask his wife what it was. His ears turned red, and he pursed his lips, "Okay."
Hillland thought his wife was absolutely adorable. He took the rag and cleaned up the rest.
After he finished, he turned off the kitchen light and tidied up all the trash outside the door to wait for the sanitation robot to collect it.
Hillland likes to go to bed early. No matter how busy he is during holidays, he usually goes to bed at 9:30 pm, and when he has school, it's 10:40 pm. Because he has established a good sleep schedule, Hillland felt a little sleepy after washing his hands.
He lay down on the bed, intending to sleep, but then remembered he needed to search for documents on the StarNet, so he turned over and started fiddling with the personal computer.
On the other hand, Sersia's bath became very long. He carefully washed every part of himself, after all, he didn't know where Hillan liked. After he finished, he picked up the ointment next to him, sat on the stool, and hesitated for a long time with his ears red.
It would look terrible no matter where you applied it, so Sersia squeezed out a tiny bit, pursed her lips, and applied it to her own lips.
Moon above the chest.
He had only applied a simple layer when he started to feel numb and hot, and he trembled at the slightest touch. Sersia had no choice but to squeeze out a piece, and her body trembled as she applied it.
Peek into the moonlit sky.
Just applying it to one spot already makes it look like a tide.
Sersia brought her legs together and returned to the bedroom, clutching the medicine tube.
Hillland didn't sleep. He found many useful websites on the StarNet, but he didn't know how to log in. He was about to ask the bug who recommended the website how to log in.
Just as he finished typing a line, he felt a sinking sensation behind the bed. Hillan didn't think much of it, assuming that Sersia had just returned from her shower.
But the next second, a burning hot body covered him from behind.
Hillland was startled and turned over to see what was going on. He saw his wife with her eyes downcast, her light blue eyes sparkling like jewels, faintly shimmering with clear water.
"The powerful ruler,"
Sersia took the initiative, peeling herself away and revealing herself.
Under the red moon.
Hillland's mind went completely blank for a moment.
Sersia was innocent; he awkwardly swept his snow-white hair back, his naked body glistening.
Clear, red.
Hillland's entire body turned red in one go.
"What's wrong with you?"
Hillan was incoherent. He sat up and touched Sersia, who went limp and rubbed against him like a cat.
Sersia blushed crimson, breathing heavily, and reached out to hug Hillan's neck without saying a word.
Hillland's mind was a complete mess. He seemed to remember something and touched a place he had visited before.
It's soaked through.
Hillan screamed inwardly. He took a deep breath. "Okay, don't be afraid, the Lord is here. Relax, relax, sit down."
"Come on up."
Hillland pulled his wife onto his lap, inevitably facing her...
Her breasts were reddening. The tips of her ears were turning red inch by inch.
That's way too much! That's way too much!
Sersia gently raised his hand, his eyes lowered, his coldness softened by sensitivity, like a berry that was both unripe and rotten. His beautiful, thin eyes were also filled with shimmering water. He breathed softly, and the desire in his trembling pupils was clearly seen by Hillan.
Sersia's hands had lost their strength; they sank into the male insect's hair, her calloused fingertips circling it. She looked up in shame, her body...
He gently touched the corner of Hillan's lips.
"My lord... kiss me."
Hillland's mind was buzzing as he was forced to take it into his mouth.
soft,
sweet.
hot.
His mouth was filled with sweetness, and he could still faintly hear the soft moaning of the female insect as she gently rested her chin on his head.
Hillan's breath began to heat up; his eyes trembled, and he started to curl his tongue.
He then pulled Sersia into his arms.
Without any instruction, he transformed Sersia, who was sitting on him, into a soft cloud.
Hillland finally got
finger
cramp.
They were finally calmed down.
Hillland diligently remade the sheets and cleaned his wife thoroughly before finally letting out a sigh of relief.
Okay, time to rest. He pulled Sersia into his arms and fell asleep comfortably.
The next morning, Hillland stepped on an aluminum tube when he got up. It looked like it was half full. Since there was no writing on it, he assumed it was hand cream, so he put it on the sink, washed up, squeezed some onto his hands, and spread it evenly.
Sersia also got up. He remembered what happened last night, and the moment he saw Hillan, he blushed and turned away.
Hillland blinked, about to smile at his wife, but then looked at his hands blankly and gave a confused "hmm".
Wait, why is this hand cream so warm?
Hillland looked up blankly, picked up the hand cream, and asked with some confusion, "Honey, is this your hand cream? Isn't it a little too hot?"
Sersia looked at what he was holding as if waking from a dream, and her eyes widened the moment she saw it clearly.
“My lord…”
Sersia was extremely embarrassed.
"This is for...that place."
Hillland was stunned at first, then finally remembered the thing he had forgotten.
Help! Help me!
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