The moment Bart saw that figure, his face turned bright red.
He had a premonition that the person in front of him must be the male insect!
Look at his hair and face, how adorable he is!
The black, wispy hair on her head covered her fair, delicate ears.
Her hair was very long at the nape of her neck, tied together with a jade clasp, and the strands fell down to her chest.
The male insect's exquisite attire made Bart clutch the towel around his waist, trying to calm his excited emotions.
They stared at each other for more than a minute.
A pleasant sound suddenly rang out:
"What are you doing standing there? Come sit down, let's talk."
The sound was not as deep as that of a female insect; it was very clear and bright.
Bart's ears started to itch after hearing the sound.
But he was very nervous, standing there motionless, and said in a muffled voice:
“My attire is inappropriate; I am only wearing a bath towel, and I am afraid it may disturb you.”
"Huh?" The male insect opposite chuckled softly, asking with some curiosity:
"Are you scared? What's your name?"
Treated with such kindness, Bart's heart softened considerably.
He stood there awkwardly, cautiously glancing up at the male insect:
"My name is Bart Bartlett."
The male insect laughed again: "Haha, you're quite interesting. Are you nervous now? Or shy?"
Upon hearing this, Bart pursed his lips, unable to suppress the smile on his face.
"Yes. I get a little nervous when I see you."
The gentleman in his chair suddenly stood up and pointed at him:
"Really? But the top of your head has already given away your thoughts."
Top of the head?
Bart raised his hands in confusion and touched his head, but there was nothing there.
He couldn't help but raise his head and look up.
A huge white bubble appeared above his head.
Upon seeing the contents above, Bart's eyes widened, and he instantly collapsed in disbelief!
His ideas were actually displayed on it!
On the bubble, he was kneeling under the dining table, his face full of pleading, utterly shameless...
Aaaaaah!
Just as Bart was about to shout, he heard your voice, which contained a hint of laughter.
"Since you met me, you've already tried four different positions in a short period of time. Tsk, want to try the real duration?"
Bart was stunned for a few seconds, not quite realizing what was happening.
When he realized what had happened, he was even more devastated than before.
He frantically swung his hands, trying to dispel the white bubbles above his head.
But after realizing that his actions were very indecent and resembled those of a gorilla, he screamed in despair, turned around, and ran straight back to the bathroom.
At this moment, he was like a starfish running wildly, waving his limbs that had nowhere to go.
"Thump!"
The bathroom door closed.
Bart instantly sat up in bed.
He quickly raised his head and looked up at the top of his head.
Thank goodness, the bubbles have disappeared.
Then, he stood up nervously and strode towards the bathroom.
After opening the bathroom door a crack, Bart closed one eye and peered inside.
The pure white bathroom looked unchanged.
"Phew!" Bart leaned against the wall and breathed a sigh of relief.
That suffocatingly embarrassing scene was the most awkward moment of his life!
He even pretended to be shy and reserved.
He gave himself away the moment they met!
As Bart recalled the events, he tore his hair into a mess.
"What the hell! Which piece of trash wrote this dating guide?! It even said that shyness is what Your Excellency likes best! It made me look so incredibly foolish!"
After his rant, Bart looked utterly dejected, feeling a sense of loss.
Everything around him reminded him that it was just a dream.
His bathroom has no connection to the flower-filled garden.
No male insect will be sitting at the other end of the long table waiting for him.
Thinking of this, Bart slammed his fist against the wall.
"Damn it! Why did I run away just now?! What's more important to you than my pride! Besides, running away made me look even dumber than before!"
Just then, Bart, who was looking down, saw the pheromone-suppressing ring around his neck.
A red light has been lit in the center of the metal chain.
It was just a dream, yet it brought his peak of passion forward?
Bart sighed, pressed a button on the pheromone suppression ring, and decided to find some time soon to go to a special cinema.
It was already daylight.
He quickly took a shower and changed into the pure black uniform of the Fifth Guard Regiment.
As Bart adjusted his collar in front of the mirror, his expression became blank. His handsome face, coupled with the downturned corners of his mouth, gave him an air of quiet authority.
"This is my dream, and I should be in charge and in control of it."
"Next time, I won't say a word, I'll just take you down!"
Bart set himself a goal and then walked out of the room full of energy.
noon.
It's time for the team to rest again.
After playing the game for a while, Avery suddenly felt that something was different today.
He logged out of the game and searched carefully. Then, he suddenly realized that the captain who always surrounded him with a bitter and resentful expression was gone.
Where did the captain go?
With questions in mind, Avery put away the game and carefully walked around the bushes.
Finally, he saw Captain Bart under a giant tree.
At this moment, Bart had a pen cap in his mouth and a paintbrush in his hand, and was drawing something.
Avery crept closer, intending to scare him, when Bart said:
"Don't touch me, or you'll be crippled today!"
Upon hearing this, Avery straightened up and walked over openly and honestly.
"Boss, what are you drawing?"
The Zerg have such long lifespans that most of them possess several impressive artistic skills.
Barthes's painting skills were clearly quite good.
He drew all the scenes he saw in his dream last night.
A lush green garden, climbing vines, and fragrant flowers.
And the male insect, whom he emphasized, sitting at the other end of the long table.
The emerald green jade clasp, fastened to the end of his black hair, was such a perfect match and so elegant.
When Avery saw the painting, he wasn't drawn to the colorful garden, but immediately noticed the only figure in it.
"Holy crap! Captain, who is this male insect? Could he be the one you were dating...?"
Before he could finish speaking, Bart interrupted him:
"No, don't make wild guesses. This is what I dreamed about last night."
"ah?"
Avery scratched his head, somewhat puzzled.
"Are your dreams always this vivid? You can even conjure up a sir out of thin air."
Upon hearing this, Bart paused in his paintbrush, then said:
"What do you know? This is called artistic talent. A painter is someone who can create something from nothing."
Avery shrugged and crouched down to examine the male insect closely.
"The painting is truly beautiful and lifelike. Your male insect must be even more beautiful in your dreams, right?"
"Hmph, of course!"
“But…” Avery stroked his chin, frowning in confusion, and asked, “Boss, why didn’t you draw a tail hook for this gentleman?”
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