Chapter 64 My Face

Morris remained motionless. His skin was dark and rich, with fine and distinct textures, and his bones and flesh were well-proportioned, occasionally gleaming in the light.

Like a chocolate with its packaging torn off, revealing the brown yet dark inside, Adrian felt it was soft and fragile, and very rarely, not as fierce as the rest of her body.

Morris groaned, and Adrian felt the skin trembling under his palm. He lifted his eyelids and looked forward.

Morris buried his head in his arms, his face invisible. His entire body was motionless as if he was enduring torture. Adrian's eyes stayed on his neck for a while, then he pulled his hand back.

"Get up. I don't like this position." Adrian put the medicine box on the cabinet next to him. He leaned against the table and chair and no longer looked at Morris' body.

"yes."

Morris lowered his eyes. He had expected this to happen. His appearance was not the type that ordinary male insects liked, and Adrian might not want to waste his energy on him.

Morris' arm muscles tensed for a while, then he pushed his body back and knelt down on the bed.

Adrian only found some common wound medicines in the medicine box. Most of them were prepared for male insects and might have little effect on female insects.

Seeing this, Adrian closed the medicine box and put it aside.

In the silent air, Morris glanced at the long whip that Edley had placed on the bedside, and his fingers curled up unconsciously.

Adrian was well aware of Morris's mental state. He held the long whip in one hand and hit the edge of the bed with the base of the iron whip again and again with ambiguous strokes.

"Morris, come here." Adrian continued to move, his green pupils looked at Morris, and the knocking sound contained a bit of threat, "Sit on my lap."

Morris also wore a restraining ring on his wrist. Male insects were in a higher position in the insect tribe and enjoyed whipping and torturing female insects for fun, among which military females accounted for the vast majority.

The natural recovery ability of military females is far superior to that of other female insects. In order to prevent them from recovering quickly when whipped, the Male Insect Protection Association specially puts restraining rings on them to suppress their recovery ability, allowing male insects to enjoy the pleasure of whipping female insects.

Morris wore a suppression ring on the day of his wedding. He had been fighting on the battlefield for many years, and his mental sea was abnormally chaotic, so the probability of attacking male insects was much higher than that of ordinary female insects.

Adrian also thought of this and put a suppression ring on Morris.

Now Adrian finally couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to whip him to vent his anger.

Morris took two steps forward. With his long legs, he controlled the force so that he only pressed a little on Edrian's pajamas, so as not to sit down directly and break Edrian's thigh bone.

Adrien saw that his posture was stiff and his eyes flickered to his legs.

In a very short time, without any extra emotions, Edrien put the whip against Morris' chest and continued to threaten: "Kiss my face."

Morris was startled. He had been prepared to be whipped, but he did not expect the temperature of the iron whip to be so cold. The words that came out of Adrian's mouth were completely opposite to what he imagined.

Adrian watched Morris's facial expression. Morris' pupils were deep purple and there was a faint light flickering in his eyes. He hesitated for a few seconds and stayed where he was without approaching Adrian.

"Morris, kiss my cheek--" Adrian pursed his lips, and he deliberately pushed the whip against Morris' chest threateningly. The roughness on it had already made Morris feel painful.

Morris lowered his eyes, and he placed his open palms on Edrian's sides, causing the bed sheet to sag under the force. He kissed the right side of Edrian's face.

Adrien's skin was completely different from his. The male insect, who had been raised in a carefree environment, had fair, tender, and clean skin, and his round, moist eyes were filled with a clear and peaceful feeling far away from the hustle and bustle of the battlefield.

Morris glanced at Edrian's thin collarbone. His posture almost encircled Edrian. Edrian sat still, and his flesh and blood were obviously soft and lacked offensive power.

Morris only kissed Adrian's face tentatively. He was careful and quick in his kisses, but his kisses were frequent and always left a little itchy.

Adrian turned his head, sniffed, and said, "Kiss here too, kiss both sides."

Morris unconsciously clenched the bed sheet under his hands, and his dark purple eyes looked at Adrian. Adrian leaned his head against the wall behind him, his eyes open, and no one knew where he was looking.

Morris kissed the tip of his cool nose and whispered in obedience, "Yes, Master."

Adrian hugged Morris' neck, and the pain on his face finally subsided. It seemed that only by truly feeling the touch of the outside world could he be sure of the existence of his face.

"Morris, I'm only level B, so I can't deep mark you." The male insects that can mark female insects cannot differ too much in level. Morris was two levels behind Adrian, and he was unable to complete deep marking throughout his life until his death.

Likewise, Adrian was unable to completely calm Morris's chaotic mind.

His level limits his abilities.

Morris stopped kissing him, looked at Edrien, and said, "My Lord, His Majesty will not allow you to break off the engagement."

Adrien glanced at him and said, "Why do you care what His Majesty does? What do you think? Do you want to divorce me?"

On his wedding night, Adrian made Morris kneel naked in the corner to be punished. Any female insect with a normal mind would not want to continue living with him.

Moreover, he was now ready to leap upon Morris with the whip.

Morris knew what Edrien was thinking, and he said tactfully, "If Your Majesty agrees, I am willing to divorce you."

Adrian: “…”

"Really?" Edric's expression changed suddenly. His slightly curly white hair was close to his face. His narrow and long eyes, with emerald green pupils, turned and stopped on Morris' face. "I want to mark you."

As he spoke, he grabbed Morris by the back of the waist and led him forward.

There was a crisp sound on the remote control, and Adrian untied the suppression ring on Morris's wrist.

Morris is an S-class female insect with first-rate body recovery ability. Not long after Adrian removed the suppression ring, the bruise on his knee healed automatically, leaving only a slightly inconspicuous scar.

Edrian did not remove the restraint ring around Morris' neck. He held the controller in his hand and threw the whip on the bedside to the ground.

"Just stay in this position and move on your own."

Morris's Adam's apple rolled. He sat astride Adrian's waist and saw Adrian staring at him gloomily and silently.

Morris lowered his head and fumbled with his fingers to pull down Adrian's pajamas.