Zerg: The female warrior's male master is acting strangely!

Heroion took a step back from the force of the shove, lowered his eyes, and cast a small shadow under his eyelids with his eyelashes, deliberately making it impossible for the master to notice his emotions.

Then, feigning a stubborn demeanor that appeared strong on the surface but was actually wounded inside, he asked in a dejected low voice, "What's wrong? You don't want to?"

Manjushri's heart skipped a beat.

Heroion paused for a few seconds, as if gathering his emotions, then lowered his voice even further: "Actually, it's okay... even though we're already married."

Manjushri's heart skipped a beat.

"It's already been done."

Manjushri's heart skipped a beat.

"But if you don't like me..." With that, Holoy took two steps back at just the right moment (only two steps, no more), his eyelashes fluttering slightly, feigning a worthless and humble demeanor, and continued his affected and seductive charm: "Then you shouldn't reward me."

Upon seeing this, Manjushri was so captivated that he couldn't bear not to reward him.

No! The reward should be doubled!

"I did not mean that!"

He hurriedly reached out to grasp Heroion's hand, paused for a moment, and spent two seconds considering whether it was proper to do so (though he couldn't quite figure it out), before beginning to explain: "It's not that I don't like you."

Even if he didn't like him, he couldn't abandon him just because Herroyen helped him through his mental breakdown. After all, one can't be without morals!

Besides, this is clearly not a matter of liking or disliking, or of morality!

Rather, he couldn't bear to see Herroyen, a majestic and imposing Grand Marshal, become so heartbroken and distressed because of his shame and hesitation.

This made him feel so guilty!

Holoyen allowed himself to be led by the male master. To avoid his little scheme being discovered, he closed his eyes and feigned ignorance, lying, "What do you mean? Would you like to kiss me?"

"I do!"

After Manjushri agreed, he inexplicably felt like he was willingly jumping into a pit, but more than that, he felt it wasn't appropriate to be there, so he quickly suggested, "How about we go to..."

Before she could finish saying "Let's go," the seemingly weak and pitiful little white rabbit, who had been acting all tough one second, revealed her true colors the next.

The moment those soft lips touched his, Manjushri instinctively closed his eyes and reached out to embrace his strong waist...

His finger accidentally pressed on the muscles of Herroyen's lower back; they were firm and elastic, as if he could feel the direction of the muscles through the fabric.

Manjushri's inner thoughts: No? If it feels this good even through clothes, then...wouldn't it be even better?

But soon, Manjushri was horrified by his own filthy thoughts; they were too sinful!

No, no ...

Holoyen naturally noticed that the lord was distracted. He was initially somewhat displeased, but when the lord's fingers kneaded his waist as if he had discovered a tiny insect that was a new toy, that displeasure was instantly soothed by those touches.

But he was puzzled. Didn't male insects hate female insects' hard, muscular bodies the most?

Why is his master so fond of it (Heroyen gets pinched twice more)...?

However, now is not the time to dwell on these things!

We can't let that kiss he finally managed to get go to waste!

Holoyen grabbed the back of the male lord's head, forcibly drawing his attention back.

As the kiss deepened, Manjushri's fingers slid from his waist to his back, gripping the fabric tightly, hesitating to make the next move.

Between breaths, those hands began to grope haphazardly across Holoyen's back, as if testing something, or perhaps simply trying to grasp at something...

A few minutes later, Wen Shu leaned weakly against Heroion's chest, barely managing to maintain his composure only with the arm that was wrapped around his waist.

But what he couldn't understand was why, given their situation, Herroyen would willingly be the one on the bottom.

Before he could figure this out, Herroyen lowered his head and kissed him for another ten minutes, causing him to lose his rational thinking again.

He was only released after being kissed so much that he was almost breathless, his eyes were glazed over, and he could only lean against Heroion's chest, panting slightly...

But just as Herroyen loosened his grip on the powerful ruler, seeing his dazed state, he suddenly felt playful again.

He leaned close to the lord's ear, his lips almost touching the earlobe, and boldly called him by his full name: "Manjushri."

Manjushri squinted and hummed in response, clearly still not recovered and unaware of what he was doing; he was simply responding reflexively.

Holoyen felt even more pleased with himself after seeing that he had succeeded.

Although he didn't know why the powerful ruler hadn't acknowledged him, or perhaps he had lost his memory, it didn't matter. He had plenty of time and patience to slowly stay by the powerful ruler's side...

After a while, when Manjushri finally recovered, he realized that he was still leaning against Heroion's chest!

Before this, he had never engaged in such intimate behavior with Herroyen while he was of sound mind.

"My lord," Holoyen's voice came from above him, and he naturally reached out to pinch his cheek, asking with concern, "Are you hungry?"

Manjushri felt extremely uncomfortable and awkward, turning his face away to avoid the hand, and began to ramble on: "I'm fine, not hungry."

"Mmm," Holoyen responded, but his hand continued to caress the male master's face, his fingertips sliding from his cheek to his jawline, and then brushing against his earlobe along the jawline...

The movement was so natural, as if it had been done a thousand times, carrying an intimacy that the insect could not ignore.

Heroion noticed the lord's unusual behavior and, feigning ignorance, asked again, "Didn't the lord say he didn't dislike me?"

Why won't you even look at me?

"..."

While feeling speechless, Manjushri was also somewhat annoyed. He even began to roar silently in his heart: Why? Why do you say why?

I'd also like to know why you've suddenly become so... overly familiar?

Why am I the only one overwhelmed by shame, while you, the one who started this... look completely innocent?

Manjushri suddenly raised his head, preparing to unleash his fiercest gaze upon the culprit, but when his eyes met Holoyen's face, he was instantly captivated by his handsome features.

In an instant, all the displeasure was released in that one glance.

It's really too beautiful. Besides, Herroyen has an absolutely gorgeous face. She's willing to be subservient and accommodate him in everything. How can he fight back?

Manjushri opened his mouth, then closed it again, and finally said in a muffled voice, "...Stop staring at me."

"Okay, I won't look at you."

There was a hint of undisguised smugness in Herroy's voice.

Because he discovered that the male ruler was exactly the same as he had been two years ago—equally gullible, whether sober or drunk...