A top-tier gigolo, teased by a cool and aloof general, turns warm.

"Are you an insect or a ghost?"

Shi Yu immediately reached out and pinched his face.

It's elastic, it has temperature, it must be alive.

Could he be the legendary chosen one?

So, am I the villain, or just a passerby?

With his thoughts in turmoil, Shi Yu forgot to stop and kept pinching and squeezing.

"That's enough. I'm letting it go for Raphael's sake, but don't push your luck."

Rosso raised his hand to block his hand, then turned to Raphael to complain.

"Honey, look, my face is all red from being pinched."

He deliberately leaned in, their lips almost touching.

"Blow on it for me, and it won't hurt anymore."

Raphael's pupils constricted sharply, his long eyelashes trembled incessantly, and his ears suddenly turned red.

She placed her hand on his chest and pushed him away.

"Don't get so close, he pinched you, go find him."

"Rosso, don't wrong the good bug. I didn't even have to exert any effort."

Shi Yu got goosebumps all over. Was this still the cold and ruthless CEO?

If Rosso had a tail, it would probably be spinning like a propeller right now.

The young couple is flirting; it's inappropriate for him to stay here.

"Um, I have something to do, so I won't bother you any longer."

"Brother, wait a minute."

Raphael shoved Rosso aside and charged toward Shi Yu at an incredible speed.

His steps were quick, as if he had the wind under his feet, and he arrived at Shi Yu's side in the blink of an eye.

He lowered his voice and said, "He is a member of the Witch Clan, our mortal enemy. We must find a way to capture him, torture him severely, and force him to reveal the purpose of our trip."

Shi Yu's heart tightened suddenly.

Knowing that Rosso also came from the blue race, he felt an extraordinary sense of kinship, to the point that he completely forgot the deep-seated hatred between the insectoids and the witches.

Chris lost his precious bone wings because he led troops to suppress the witch clan.

Chris would probably be very disappointed if he knew how friendly he was to the witches.

Thinking of this, fine beads of sweat began to appear on Shi Yu's forehead, and his heart began to beat faster involuntarily.

He spoke to Raphael in a voice only the two insects could hear: "Go find Chris first. If I can't beat him, you two run away."

Upon hearing this, Raphael's expression changed slightly.

The scene of Rosso grabbing the tendrils of his mental energy kept flashing through his mind.

The opponent was far too powerful, so powerful that even the insects felt fear.

Although Shi Yuxiongzi is an SS-class male insect, he lacks combat experience and finds it difficult to unleash his true strength.

"Why don't we run together?"

Raphael said with some concern.

"Listen to me, go find Chris, he knows what to do."

Shi Yu's expression was unusually solemn.

Now I am a major general, and I bear responsibilities that I cannot shirk.

He turned his head and met a pair of eyes as black as ink.

Unfathomable, like a black hole in the universe, capable of swallowing all light and hope.

"I heard everything you said."

A deep, slightly sorrowful voice rang in his ears, as if it were a judgment coming from hell.

Rosso's expression turned to one of extreme pain, his face draining of color in an instant, turning as pale as paper.

His lips trembled slightly, as if he wanted to say something.

But he found that his throat felt like it was blocked by a wet cotton ball, and he couldn't make a sound.

Finally, as if he had used up all his strength, he gave a self-deprecating laugh, a laugh that was even uglier than crying.

"Wife, you are not wrong. Those who are not of our kind will surely have different hearts. I don't blame you."

After saying this, his gaze grew even dimmer.

Like a fallen star, it has lost all its light and vitality.

Raphael looked at him quietly, a hint of pity flashing in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by indifference.

"Go! If we meet again, we'll be enemies."

The voice was cold and resolute, without the slightest hint of lingering affection.

Shi Yu pursed his lips and remained silent, which was taken as tacit agreement with Raphael's words.

Colluding with the enemy is a capital offense, and he is no longer alone.

If you make a mistake, it will implicate the insects you are protecting.

Rosso gave Raphael a deep look and left with his last words.

"Take good care of Raphael. If he's unhappy, I'll come and take him away."

After saying that, his figure transformed into a ball of light and vanished into the darkness in a flash, as if he had never existed.

Raphael's pupils contracted slightly, and he stood there stunned, as if he had lost his soul.

He murmured to himself, "I can't be wrong..."

Shi Yu raised his hand, wanting to pat him on the shoulder.

Just as his fingers were about to touch the other person's shoulder, they stopped in mid-air.

His expression was serious, and a complex mix of emotions welled up inside him.

They worry that they won't be able to provide enough support and protection for the house bugs.

"He is really powerful."

Shi Yu sighed deeply, his voice somewhat somber, "If you marry him and suffer any injustice at his hands, I'm afraid I won't be able to protect you."

His words revealed a sense of powerlessness.

He took a deep breath and then said, "If he truly loves you, he will definitely come back."

"If you two want to be together by then, I absolutely won't object."

This was his final bottom line.

Shi Yu had not expected that Rosso would leave so decisively and without any hesitation.

"My identity... will only harm him."

Raphael's face showed no extra expression, yet he made the insect feel pain and despair.

"Are you really falling for him?"

Shi Yu's expression softened, and a hint of indulgent smile appeared in his eyes.

"No, how could I possibly like a kidnapper?"

Raphael met his eyes and felt a moment of guilt.

But he still stubbornly insisted, "He's from the witch clan, and they're our sworn enemies. Next time we meet, I'll give him a few injections of anesthetic, then slice him up..."

"I believe in you, you can do it."

Shi Yu withdrew his hand and stepped back halfway without making a sound. "It's nothing, I'll go back and take care of Chris first."

Without waiting for Raphael's response, he turned and left, anxious to go back and coax his beloved wife.

When he entered the room, he saw that half of the food on his plate was missing; the other half seemed to have been reserved for him.

Chris was wrapped tightly in the blanket on the bed like a silkworm cocoon, and Shi Yu couldn't help but feel a pang of heartache.

"Baby, I'm home."

Shi Yu said softly, his tone gentle.

The room was unusually quiet, and there was no response.

He slowly walked to the dining table, preparing to sit down and eat breakfast.

Just as I was about to sit down, a knock on the door broke the silence of the room.

He stepped forward and opened the door, where he saw two soldiers carrying meat soup, looking at him with admiration and their eyes shining.

"Major General, your cooking is so delicious, it's so good I could swallow my tongue."

"Could you... perhaps offer some pointers on our cooking skills?"

Shi Yu smiled slightly.

He was always humble and didn't react much to such praise.

She nodded slightly. "Okay, we can learn from each other."

As they were talking, Chris on the bed suddenly interrupted.

I disagree.

The lord had just returned from Raphael's place and hadn't even had a chance to rest when he was entangled by these two fairies.

His face darkened, and he was secretly displeased.

"With me here, you can forget about harming our leader."