Chapter 237: Broken Shell

Seeing that Limp really didn't have any grudge against him because of this incident, Heras breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, he had kept this secret from Limp for a long, long time.

It's all because of a guilty conscience.

Of course, Heras didn't know that although Limp looked relaxed and as if he didn't care, he had some bad thoughts about the use of his ability.

But at night, when all the insects were asleep, Limp couldn't help but secretly dig with his toes, and he dug out the new palace.

Limp looked at the peaceful sleeping face of Heras beside him. He felt happy, but at the same time, he was torn between two options in his heart, considering the possibility of going back to the past and killing himself.

What had he been thinking about before?

The explosive posture and the thought of asking for a beating.

Maybe some nymphomania and some nasty flirting.

No wonder Heras would sometimes suddenly turn gloomy and drag him back, with a conflicted expression as if he wanted to beat him but was afraid of being sucked on by him.

Thinking about it now... I'm shaking with embarrassment.

[Even after all this, Heras didn't give up on me. He really loves me! ]

Limp reached out and stroked the insect egg beside him, then skillfully held Heras in his arms and let Heras' head rest on his chest.

Close your eyes quietly.

I hope I can open my eyes tomorrow and tell him that this was just a dream.

Otherwise, when he saw Heras' face, he would remember some of his past...paths.

However, the next day, when the sunlight shone into the house, the two insects and the egg in the house were still sleeping soundly, and all this did not turn into a dream as Limp had wished.

The temperature in the house was still the one that Heras had set before, a temperature suitable for the survival of insect eggs, and the curtains opened automatically.

Standing at the door was a bewildered robot bug, repeating over and over again in Limp's voice: "Boss, eat breakfast! Boss...eat-morning."

Limp was woken up and had to get up from the bed. He lowered his head helplessly and said, "Why don't you have my robot bug intelligence yet?"

Heras had woken up at some point: "This is the robot bug I brought back from your house."

Although Limp had nothing and his living standard with Heras at the beginning was not even as good as the male insect prison food of the Male Protection Association, Heras still moved all the things that might evoke the male insect's memories and even replicated the room one by one.

Although the male insect is carefree, he doesn't seem to care about these things.

But Heras still wanted him to stay in a familiar environment.

They weren't fighting yet, but if they were, and he got emotional and told Limp to "get out," he wanted Limp to have somewhere to go.

Of course, Limp didn't get Heras' point. He was confused for a long time and said from a strange angle: "If you like it, I can call you Lord Bug every day in the future. Can I... change the voice package? I'm very jealous."

"Heras?"

"Master bug?"

Heras had no choice but to acquiesce.

However, who told Limp that only the robot insect in front of him used this voice package?

Almost all of Heras' robot bugs have this voice pack.

Limp deleted the voice package and ran to cook for Heras with satisfaction.

The speed at which eggs hatch often depends on whether the male insects frequently provide spiritual nourishment.

Limp and Heras were the first worm eggs, so why talk about frequency? They were glued to each other almost every moment and dared not leave.

After a few days, a crack appeared on the beautiful insect egg, and it made a cracking sound that made the insect scream. After a struggle, a white and tender little hand stretched out from inside.

[This chapter is updated with a reminder token. Thanks to Chenxiaozhuang for the reward! 】