"Butterfly?" Jiang Xu looked up at him.

"Hmm." Fei thought for a moment and said, "You may not have seen it before. I also saw this kind of creature in a book by chance. It has been extinct for a long time."

That's why you haven't seen it before.

Jiang Bian smiled faintly, looking at him with surprise: "You know about butterflies?"

The fluttering moth survived because of its strong vitality. When Fei Gang saw the record, he was a little curious. It turned out that there was an even more beautiful creature called a butterfly.

The stark contrast with the annoying fluttering moth made it more memorable for him.

"An accident," he replied casually.

Jiang Bian's eyes flickered. The butterfly was not the main focus of their picture. The hidden text in the center and the numbers marked below indicated the local location of the butterfly, thus piecing together the information.

The Jiang family ancestors have been using this method for many years. Every year, the pattern information is updated, and the symbols it represents are also changed.

The only thing that remains unchanged is the butterfly, which symbolizes the Jiang family's design.

Jiang Xu said "Oh," and then continued eating his food, seemingly without any interest.

Under the arrangement of the insect beside Jiang Bian, they stayed in the VIP bedroom in this courtyard.

In the latter half, Fei clearly sensed that Jiang Xu's mind wasn't on that, but on the surface, there was no difference from before.

But he just sensed it.

After washing up, Fei brushed aside the insect cub that had taken over Jiang Xu's neck, then snuggled up to him, gently placing her hands and feet on his body. After a moment's hesitation, she couldn't help but ask, "My lord, are you very interested in butterflies?"

Jiang Xu was surprised and frowned slightly: "Why do you say that?"

"Because ever since you saw that butterfly at Jiang Bian's place, you've seemed a bit strange. You seem particularly interested in it."

Although he didn't seem interested on the surface.

"Hmm." Jiang Xu turned slightly to the side and pulled Fei into his arms. "I've seen that butterfly."

"You've seen it before?" Fei's first reaction was that butterflies were long extinct, so where did you see it?

She quickly realized, "You mean you've seen that butterfly pattern?"

Jiang Xu looked down at the top of the female insect's head and rubbed his chin against it: "Do you know why I suddenly disappeared twice?"

Because my great-grandfather had the same metal butterfly, exactly the same as the one painted today.”

Upon hearing the word "disappeared," Fei froze, quickly hugged Jiang Xu tightly, and asked nervously, "Did that butterfly affect you?"

Then wouldn't you...?

Jiang Xu felt the insect in his arms tense up instantly, and gently stroked its back: "Don't worry, that pattern shouldn't work."

At least he believed it had nothing to do with the pattern.

He just didn't expect that the butterfly jade would actually be related to the Jiang family of the insectoid race.

Does Jiang Mian know this?

He recalled that he had shared these speculations with Jiang Mian, but the other party seemed completely unaware of them, meaning he might not even know that the butterfly was a pattern of the Jiang family of the insectoid race.

"Really?" Fei was terrified by Jiang Xu's sudden disappearance.

He felt he couldn't bear the pain of going through it again.

After a moment of silence, he wrapped his arms around Jiang Xu's waist, buried his head in his neck and nuzzled against him, looking up at him and saying, "My lord, please don't leave me and the little bug, okay?"

Jiang Yi was already feeling wronged for being left aside, but then he heard Fei's words.

Tears streamed down her face, and then she burst into tears.

Jiang Xu was instantly pulled back from his thoughts.

He looked down and saw two faces, one big and one small, staring at him, their expressions filled with the sorrow of being abandoned.

He paused for a moment, looking at Fei's eyes, which had inexplicably turned red.

She reached out and covered the baby insect's eyes, placed a kiss on its lips, and gently comforted it, "Why are you crying?"

The wailing insect suddenly felt a darkness before its eyes, followed by a soft, fragmented sound—its father's words.

"Aiya, aiya, aiya!" the little insect cried out, expressing its grievances.

It wasn't until he heard Fei's words that he realized Jiang Xu wasn't asking about him.

"I didn't cry, it's just that I was thinking about what would happen if you left..." Fei paused, her brows furrowing tightly.

"I'm not leaving, you're here." Jiang Xu reached out and wiped the corner of his eye, chuckling softly, "Why are you like a little bug?"

Now, there are two crybabies in the house.

As Jiang Xu's large hand left, his vision suddenly cleared. He saw that the two insects only had eyes for each other.

It seemed no insect cared about its appearance, and the crying stopped abruptly.

Jiang Yi kept his mouth shut, tears still on his face, and crawled forward until he reached the gap between Jiang Xu and Fei's pillows before sitting down with a thud.

The moment I opened my mouth and uttered "Wow!", my lips were pinched shut by a large hand.

His previously squinted eyes suddenly widened into round, bulging eyes.

He looked in front of him and finally saw clearly whose hand it was.

"Don't cry." Jiang Xu pinched his mouth and commanded, "If you cry, you won't be allowed to lie between me and your father."

What kind of intimidation is most effective?

This is it.

Jiang Yi pouted, tears streaming down her face, looking at Jiang Xu with a very aggrieved expression.

"Why are you crying?" Jiang Xu let go of his hand and asked him gently.

Jiang Yi sobbed twice, looking at Jiang Xu: "Father... open... open."

"When did Xiongfu ever say he was leaving?" Jiang Xu flicked his nose, looking helplessly at the two people beside him, one big and one small.

"With you all here, I can't leave."

Jiang Yi nodded, seemingly understanding, but as long as he couldn't leave, it was fine.

After he nodded, a hard hand covered his eyes again.

Fei tilted his head forward, covered the insect with his hand, and leaned over to kiss Jiang Xu's lips.

Jiang Xu paused for a moment, then covered the insect's eyes with his hands, stacking his two hands together to completely block out the light in front of the insect.

Jiang Xu slightly turned his face away and pinched his chin with his free hand: "Have you gotten bolder?"

The insect, who used to blush when the little bug played nearby, was now so bold as to kiss him from a mere hand's distance away.

Fei pursed her lips, and unintentionally stuck out her tongue to lick the moisture on her lips.

When Jiang Xu saw this, his eyes darkened and he lowered his head.

Their lips and tongues intertwined tightly, their wet, smacking sounds echoing in the room.

Jiang Yi felt the hand covering his eyes even tighter, and he couldn't see anything. His eyelashes brushed against his father's palm, giving him an uncomfortable feeling.

He only heard a few indescribable sounds, like they were eating something delicious behind his back.

However, this voice grew louder and louder.

"Gurgle—" A deafening sound came from my stomach.

The sizzling sound of water in the room stopped, and Jiang Xu's soft laughter suddenly rang out.

He wiped the wetness from Fei's lips before taking his hand and revealing the little insect's eyes.

"Hungry?" Jiang Xu asked Jiang Yi with a smile that hadn't faded.

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