Chapter 63 Do you want to be marked by me?

Limp was still in shock at the moment, and he hadn't even caught his breath. Looking at Heras' gentle eyes, he felt as if he was in another world.

He is still safe and sound.

"Heras!"

Lin Pu almost couldn't control his emotions and was ready to burst into tears.

Fortunately, he remembered his macho image a second ago and withdrew his coquettish attitude.

“Is this room monitored?”

"no."

Not only is it impossible to install surveillance in the room where the colonel lives, but a lot of effort has also been put into the materials of the house and various anti-eavesdropping devices.

Otherwise, if anyone has evil intentions, the safety of the entire empire will be disregarded.

It can be said that the confidentiality is 99.99%.

The only danger is that the bugs in the house might hear it and tell the secret.

Heras stretched out his hand to catch Limp who was rushing towards him, but when he saw that Limp didn't really catch him, he reached out and patted him on the back.

"What's wrong? Are you so scared?"

Limp described the terrible scene he saw in that room.

"It was placed openly in the room without even a bug guarding it. The bug who did this is really arrogant."

Heras's expression didn't change at all, and he listened calmly to Limp's description.

He even touched Limp's head soothingly.

Feels good.

The corners of Heras' mouth lifted up, revealing an arc that even he himself could not notice.

The little male insect was so frightened, which showed that this matter was beyond his understanding.

That's good.

"This is a very normal thing. Male insects have the right to cut off the wings of their own female insects, especially female slaves and female servants. They have no right to refuse at all."

"Recently, the prince's fiancé came here, and it was normal for him to bring a few female servants to serve him. As outsiders, we have no right to stop him. This is legal."

Heras's words were an understatement.

It was as if the fact that he had once been reduced to a female slave had nothing to do with who he is now.

As Limp listened, he felt more and more heartbroken.

Legal!

No wonder Heras had been so calm about his deliberate torture before, and didn't even feel much hatred towards him.

It turns out to be a customary exploitation and plunder, using the blood, bones and pain of female insects to build up a mirage of supremacy for male insects.

The weapon that was invincible on the battlefield became a toy for the male insects to laugh at, and even made Heras think it was a common thing.

Is this reasonable?

Seeing his expression, Heras comforted him: "It's okay, you are a male insect."

It is a male insect.

They are vested interests.

If you find female insects in the future, you can treat them in this way.

Limp pulled his hand in front of him, lowered his head and said, "But you are a female insect."

Heras couldn't pull his hand away, so he let Limp kiss him.

“You’ll get used to it.”

Moreover, no male insect would have the same brain circuitry as Limp to think about the situation of the female insect.

They find it difficult to empathize with, and are unwilling to empathize with, female insects.

To them, it is nothing more than a way to vent desires, gain wealth and show off their status.

Limp kissed Heras's hand until it turned red, then put it next to his face and pressed it against his, his movements gentle and soft.

Horas wanted to listen to the voice in his heart, but found it was silent at the moment. Limp's expression made him feel a little dangerous.

"I remember you promised before that your wings and eyes belong to me. Does it still count?"

Heras's heart moved.

"It counts, what's wrong?"

"I want to see it."

Heras spread out his wings again.

Without removing clothes in advance, the clothes were torn, and the wings flapped the air vigorously, feeling light and relaxed.

Limpyou remembered that the last time, Heras directly handed him a knife.

I didn't feel anything last time because there was no comparison. But now seeing the wings so fluffy and free, I remembered that Heras must have been nervous at that time, but he buried his fear deep inside.

Limp reached out and touched it.

As a result, Heras slapped it away.

"Did you know that female insects cannot move their wings randomly?"

Limp looked at his serious expression and was speechless for a moment.

[Didn’t we touch it last time? The wings and stuff… slurp…]

"But these are my wings now." Limp simply acted like a rogue and buried his face in them.

It was warm and exactly the same aura as Heras.

Heras' body tensed up for a moment, but he was worried that the sharp parts would hurt Limp, so he had to be patient and relax.

Limp's breathing tugged at his nerves.

Heras quietly clenched his fists to prevent the scream from breaking through his throat.

In this place filled with sensory nerves and blood vessels, every movement is extremely clear.

But Limp was like a child, holding it in his hand and couldn't let it go.

"Then you are responsible."

Limp was silent for a moment and nodded: "Okay."

Heras didn't expect him to agree so readily, and he was a little overwhelmed.

Limp came out of the gentle countryside and reflected on his mistakes sincerely.

"I thought about it and realized I was wrong."

"I only knew that I was not at a high enough level to comfort you, but I didn't know that other male insects would play with the lives of female insects."

I used to think that being a scum like the original owner was already the limit, but I didn't expect that he just lacked imagination.

"I'm sorry, Heras, I'm a little regretful." Limp leaned his head on Heras, looking a little depressed.

Heras looked at him, not knowing what he was referring to, but his heart beat faster and faster.

Limp stood up from beside him and made a proposal gesture, exactly the same as the one he made when he apologized on Star 29 last time.

"Heracus, will you be marked by me?"

Limp asked this question with considerable trepidation.

When Heras called him before, he was rejected harshly.

Now, he changes his mind every day.

Heras stared at him for a moment. "Why?"

"I'm afraid."

Afraid of being overtaken by higher-ranking male insects.

It would be fine if you were nice to Heras. At worst he would cry until he fainted in his own shabby house.

But most male insects would not spend their time on a female insect. It is normal for them to come when called and leave when waved away. Such cruel acts as cutting off wings and digging out eyeballs will not be punished by law.

He just couldn't bear it.

Although he cannot save all female insects, he will not forgive himself if he allows the female insects he likes to be killed by the so-called advanced male insects.

"If I succeed in my secondary differentiation, you will be my queen."

Limp looked into Heras's eyes as deep as the ocean, and his tense heart suddenly calmed down, and he talked about the terrible and unavoidable possibility.

"If...if I fail, my level is not good enough for you, so you can just keep me by your side as a love bug, just like adding a pair of chopsticks, okay?"

Limp looked at Heras, waiting for his answer. He thought he was not very nervous, but he subconsciously held his breath.