Chapter 27 The insect system collapsed again and again

Heras had not originally intended to expose it, but Limp's expression was too obvious, and he would be a fool if he pretended not to see it.

Meeting Heras's clear gaze, Limp immediately tapped his toes nervously.

His characterization has always been stable, his acting skills and emotions are on point. He just looked a little scared today. How did he give away his true colors?

What's the problem?

"Do you have any misunderstanding about me? I'm just worried that you'll make me die in a foreign land. If you treat me well, I won't go back. Xiong Bao will sue you."

Limp was stubborn and buried his head in eating meat, trying to avoid Heras's clear eyes.

He couldn't calm down for a long time.

[How does he know? ]

[What should I do? How could Heras see that? He is such a fool...bug.]

【%*+#^%*…Ahhh what should I do…】(some meaningless loud shouting)

Limp would never have imagined that as his love for Heras deepened, the secret in his heart was like water from a dam that had been opened, rushing into Heras' ears.

Heras also picked up the chopsticks, seemingly casually, but in fact he stepped on Limp's vitals: "You have changed so much, either you have changed for me, or a foreigner has taken over your body. After all, you look suspicious."

It was ordered.

Limp is indeed a foreigner who has taken over the body of the original owner, and he actually has some feelings for Heras.

My curly hair has a grandfather's name!

Limp chewed hard, trying to buy himself some more time to argue, but after repeatedly whipping the corpse, he still swallowed the piece of meat.

He could no longer pretend to be a vicious male insect, not to mention that maintaining the previous insect setting at this time was simply asking for a beating. Heras might be kinder, but his brothers were not good people at first glance.

Limp thought again and decided to just consider himself as a perverted male insect who had turned over a new leaf.

It's disgusting, but not easy to kill.

"I... ahem... let me tell you, you see through it but don't say it, okay? What's wrong with me liking you? It's not against the law."

Although Limp was speaking from the heart, he was extremely timid, fearing that Heras would take it seriously.

Limp put down his chopsticks, wiped his mouth, and tried to find any trace of disgust in Heras's eyes.

Search failed.

Limp Shaw reached out and rubbed Heras's head hard, his movements clumsy and stiff, like a stick.

Heras did not react, and even tilted his head slightly and raised his chin, trying to create an ambiguous atmosphere.

The two people were quite close to each other.

Limp whispered softly in Heras' ear: "Why? I've caught your attention? Do you want to agree to me?"

The tone was greasy, the expression was greasy, and the actions were extremely offensive.

Limp silently gave himself a full score in his heart.

Seeing Heras's handsome eyebrows wrinkled, he looked very proud.

[Now you should be scared, right? I know a lot of greasy tricks. Little Heras, you have it!]

Of course, Limp didn't know that his combo didn't sound like flirting, but rather like a child playfully imitating an adult.

Limp's breath hit Heras' neck, so close that it seemed as if he was about to kiss him.

Limp closed his eyes, his heart beating rapidly, waiting to be thrown out.

It's really too much. Could it be that Heras has any misunderstanding about him?

Now that there are no legal constraints and no restraining force, he doesn't believe that Heras can still endure it.

【Come on, Heras, ravage me hard! 】

Heras felt the temperature at the neck and confirmed what he was thinking. This was completely different from Limp before.

As ignorant as the male insect, but not as cruel. She pretends to be a bit more badass, which is quite innocent.

Maybe another male, or maybe a female?

Limp's equal attitude towards Heras has successfully aroused Heras's suspicion of his gender.

Listening to Lin Pu's inner voice, he pushed the man down with his backhand.

Limp's lips were really pressed against his collarbone, softly, as if he had stamped his body with an old soft rubber stamp.

Limp's eyes widened in surprise for a moment, and he pushed Heras' arm with his hand, shaking his head to try to get rid of the clamp, but in the end he failed and was almost suffocated.

“Hmm! Hmm—”

Heras waited for a few seconds before letting go and said calmly, "If you don't like me, why would you fight?"

Limp stroked his lips which were injured for the second time and took a deep breath of fresh air.

He yearned for the ability of his wounds to heal themselves, but the restraining ring around his neck ruthlessly stopped his fantasy.

The scratched skin on his lip was always felt by Limp, and it was both painful and numb, constantly reminding him of what had just happened.

"You don't have to do this, and I won't hurt you."

After thinking it over, Limp felt that this was still a method used by Heras to make him willing to give up the accusation or sign a letter voluntarily releasing the female slave.

I have something to ask of him.

So I feel wronged.

"It's up to you to like it. I won't force you."

Limp pretended to be righteous and said, "I fell deeply in love with you from the first time I saw you. But at that time, I didn't know how to express it, so I did a lot of wrong things."

"But I found that even then, I couldn't really get you."

"Heras, I want you to be yourself."

As I pretended, I started to feel real emotions.

Limp quickly calmed down and found a very suitable excuse for his struggle: "When you really want to, I will naturally not be polite."

Heras narrowed his eyes, but at this moment he could not hear the voice coming from Limp's heart, so he could not tell whether it was true or false.

"You'd better stop lying."

Hearing this half-threatening tone, Limp knew that his vicious plan no longer existed.

But that's fine.

He pretended to be tired every day and had to worry about being scared. Now Heras has consciously accepted his change.

And they found suitable reasons for his changes, so he didn't have to think about it.

Wouldn't it be better if he just played himself?

Limp, free of his viciousness, completely let himself go: "Okay, dear... Heras."

Limp piled all the meat into Heras's bowl and looked contentedly at the blue eyes behind the tip of the bowl: "Eat more."

Heras was not used to his sudden enthusiasm and turned away from Limp, but in the end he still ate until his belly was full.

At night, after washing, the two bugs lay on the same bed arranged by the thoughtful Jerry, their breathing so close that it was difficult to tell.

Limp stretched hard and finally raised his head to a higher place than Heras, and hit the bedside table with a thud.

With tears in his eyes and his legs stretched out in pain, he accidentally kicked Heras' shin bone.

Limp:?

Is he so short?

What went wrong?

Heras looked at the male insect's aggrieved eyes, and finally allowed him to remove the suppression ring for ten minutes to allow the pain to recover faster.