The new neighbor, Zhuang Zixian, was also holding a telescope, observing Balo.
Aside from his black hair and eyes, Zhuang Zixian looks about 80% like Bruce, but he appears more refined and handsome.
There was a vertical line between his eyebrows, a mark left by long-term worries and frowns.
Upon hearing Bruce's shocking remarks, Zhuang Zixian put down his glasses, his deep-set eyes filled with disgust.
“Bruce, what you’re saying disgusts me. I’m not a casual male.”
A faint smile played at the corners of Bruce's mouth.
"You have chosen to film a tokusatsu movie, revealing yourself to the hundreds of billions of female insects across the entire star field."
Would I really have any psychological burden about sleeping with a female insect?
Upon hearing this, Zhuang Zixian snorted coldly:
"You seem even more despicable than me!"
Even though you're already married and freed from the fate of having to sleep with different females, you still willingly degenerate and find a bunch of female servants.
I think your female insect probably already thinks you're very dirty.
"Wouldn't the tail hook, having tasted different flavors of pheromones, make the female insect feel disgusted?"
Female insects are very sensitive to pheromones from their own kind, and they will fight when they meet during their heat cycle.
In daily life, female insects need to live in single-person housing, including within the Legion.
Otherwise, the female insect will become increasingly anxious and gradually become irritable.
Bruce was slightly taken aback when he heard Zhuang Zixian's veiled sarcasm.
His emotions were churning inside him, and he gripped the lens tightly with all his might, his fingertips turning white.
So alike! Absolutely so!
Zhuang Zixian looks exactly like him when he was young!
They all chose to take a different path, thinking that what they were doing was so unique.
Seeing that Bruce remained silent, Zhuang Zixian said coldly:
"Tokusatsu actors have a lot of freedom. For example, I can choose my lover as the subject of my filming."
We will both appear in the video.
To film special effects movies that depict the existence of love.
I'm different from you; I'll only ever have one female insect lover!
Bruce's eyes reddened upon hearing this. Zhuang Zixian was more like him than he had imagined! Or rather, Zhuang Zixian was more like his ideal self.
They only want to give and receive complete love, and can only accept harmonious relationships involving love.
Bruce chuckled in a hoarse voice:
"Oh, is that so? Then I was mistaken. I'm sorry, please don't take what I just said to heart."
There are very few male insects in this town, so I can still be your friend, right?
Zhuang Zixian casually tossed aside his glasses and sat down on the sofa next to him.
"Whatever, just don't say things like that again next time."
Bruce nodded and smiled.
"Then I look forward to seeing you again next time."
That night.
Laps was shrouded in darkness.
Bruce returned home and pushed open the farm gate.
In the yard, Barlow was still shirtless, intently wiping down the farm vehicle. His honey-colored skin was particularly striking under the moonlight.
Bruce smiled slightly, approached him, and said admiringly:
“Good job today, Barlow. The male insect next door, Zhuang Zixian, has agreed to spend the heat cycle with you.”
Upon hearing this, Barlow stopped moving abruptly.
He turned his head and looked at Bruce with such disbelief.
Bruce repeated himself, worried that Bruce might not have understood.
"Barlow, Zhuang Zixian has agreed to sleep with you, but he needs to test you before your peak."
Now it's up to you how you perform. Be diligent and go help out next door more often.
At this point, Bruce, fearing that Barlow might change his mind, added another sentence:
"Barlow, you promised me before, don't suddenly go back on your word, that would put me in a difficult position."
“…Hmm.” Barlow nodded hesitantly, then asked, “Can I drive the harvester back to the warehouse now?”
"Okay, that's all for today."
Upon hearing this, Barlow nodded, silently picked up the tire with his hands, and carried it back to the warehouse.
By the time he finished his work, the moon was high in the sky. Bruce was nowhere to be seen in the courtyard.
Barlow turned his head and looked through a few small trees at the farm next door.
The farm next door was pitch black.
The loading and unloading trucks are still parked in the yard.
Barlow's thoughts were in complete disarray, his mind racing with all sorts of random ideas.
He's experienced at being a simp, but really, it involves dealing with the neighbors...
Back in the house, Barlow hastily wiped himself down in the attic and then lay down on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.
When you've been a sycophant for a long time, you'll become more self-aware in your actions.
For example, right now, it's too late, and he's afraid of disturbing Bruce's sleep, so he won't go to the bathroom to take a shower.
the next day.
The female servants, as usual, urged Balo to get up and buy breakfast.
After putting on a comfortable tracksuit, Barlow went straight out of his room and, as usual, rode his motorcycle around the farmland before heading to the supermarket to buy a day's worth of nutritional supplements, fruits, and snacks.
However, after paying, Barlow realized that he had bought too much.
The sixth female servant has been driven out of the farm.
But Barlow still bought eight breakfasts.
Reaching his front door, Balo glanced at the neighbor next door, gritted his teeth, and walked over.
The farm next door did not have a gate installed around its yard.
Barlow then walked directly to the door and knocked.
He knocked twice on the door and then stood quietly waiting.
Inside the house, there is a smart home butler connected to a computer that will report the situation at the door to the owner.
After waiting for ten minutes, the door to the house opened in Barlow.
A deep, magnetic voice rang out:
"Do you get up this early every day? What do you want from me?"
Barlow looked up toward the source of the sound, and blinked when he saw the male insect.
Although he doesn't use stand-ins, this male insect does resemble Bruce in some ways.
But they are only similar; even without the difference in hair and eye color, Barlow could easily tell them apart.
"Are you stunned? Are you thinking that I look a lot like your male insect, Bruce?"
Zhuang Zixian, dressed in plain cotton pajamas, leaned against the door, smiling playfully.
Barlow shook his head, raised his hand, and handed over a meal:
"You two only look slightly alike, but you are still you. Mr. Zhuang Zixian, I bought an extra breakfast when I went to buy breakfast. Would you like it?"
Upon hearing this, Zhuang Zixian smiled enigmatically:
"You're very kind, but I only eat rice and vegetables, I don't take any nutritional supplements."
Barlow nodded, then turned and left without hesitation: "Goodbye, Mr. Zhuang Zixian."
Zhuang Zixian: "?"
He had just thought Barlow was very polite and gentlemanly, and knew to ask the male insect's opinion before doing anything.
The sudden turn of events left Zhuang Zixian somewhat bewildered.
He was puzzled as to why Barlow wasn't trying to win him over again.
[Worked overtime on Double Twelve, need to take more leave, will make up for the holiday tomorrow!]
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