What should I do if the insect king hatches from the egg I picked up?

Since the black flower bloomed in the universe, their journey back to the empire has been much smoother. No one dared to come up to find trouble, and they returned to the central galaxy of the empire peacefully.

It was early morning when the starship landed.

The sky was still very dark, and the dawn had not yet appeared. The dark starship landed at the docking place of the military headquarters. Everyone yawned and came down one after another.

Just when all the students were saying goodbye to each other and preparing to go back to their homes to find their mothers, Ye Yu received a message and told them "bad news" without changing his expression.

"The exchange activity is officially over. Each of you needs to submit a 20,000-word exchange report within a week. You don't need to include any Zerg secrets."

"What?" "Twenty thousand words?"

Suddenly there was a wailing sound.

"By the way, Jingxia and August don't need to write." Ye Yu continued.

"why?"

Everyone else stared at the two lucky ones in the middle.

The instructor of Sheen's team came down with a smile: "Because the two of them applied for a mecha patent."

Jingxia quietly hugged August's arm excitedly, not daring to be too showy for fear of being beaten by her friends.

Wuhu! Thanks to August for avoiding the nerve-wracking report!

Mirger pulled August and wailed: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.;Do you think it's okay for me to apply for one now?"

August smiled and pushed up his glasses, and continued to hit his friend: "I'm afraid not, and I remember that before we left, you hadn't finished studying the homework in our school last month?"

Milger's face was pale, as if he was wearing a mask of pain.

Lan Huaili tore Miljie off August's body and carried him to the dormitory with Herbert.

"Let's go, hurry up and finish it in two days."

"Otherwise, I'll start going back to school the next day, and I won't have time to write."

"woo woo woo woo"

August turned sideways to say goodbye to Jingxia, and also caught up with his companions.

Emperor Xiu walked out from behind Jing Xia, glanced at the energetic underage children, put a hand on Jing Xia's shoulder, lowered his head and said to him: "Are we going back too?"

"it is good"

Yi Rui lay on Jingxia's head and pretended to be a hat, nodding along with the two dragons, one big and one small.

He has been almost exhausted recently and has been dealing with Zerg affairs all night long.

Emperor Xiu transformed into a dragon and prepared to fly home quickly.

The black dragon was carrying a flattened black-haired boy on its head. The black-haired boy's abdomen was covered with a black and silver plush. The older one and the two younger ones rushed home like this.

As soon as he got home, Di Xiu took over a lot of things from the delivery robot that he didn't know when he had ordered. He found an empty room farthest away from Jing Xia's room, rolled up his sleeves and started packing.

Jingxia held Yi Rui in her arms and poked her head at the door, curiously asking: "Xiu, why are you cleaning this room?"

Di Xiu didn't even raise his head: "Oh, it's for that guy in your arms."

Yi Rui stared: For him?

Jingxia was confused: For Yi Rui?

The imperial cultivator took time out of his busy schedule to glance at the guy who was still in Jing Xia's arms despite being able to turn into a human form, and said, "He is almost recovering now, so you should sleep in separate beds."

Jing Xia thought for a while, held up the pseudo-cub in his hand with one hand, and looked at each other: It seems...it doesn't make any difference whether they have separate beds or not?

But he didn't dare to refute Di Xiu, and neither did Yi Rui, for fear that their two guardians would get angry and throw them out of the universe to fend for themselves.

He could only watch helplessly as Di Xiu spent the whole morning tidying up a neat black and white bedroom.

Jing Xia, Yi Rui: Little Seal applauds.

After giving each of the two little ones a roll of their eyes, Di Xiu walked into the bathroom to clean up before coming out to make lunch.

When he came out of the bathroom, wiping his hair with one hand, he smelled the aroma of food.

There was also a pseudo-cub on the sofa in front of him who was struggling to hold a water glass towards him.

Di Xiu narrowed his beautiful eyes.

Showing courtesy for nothing is either cheating or stealing.

He casually took the water glass and took a long sip. He picked up the hair on the back of his neck and carried the cub to the dining table, and sat down aside.

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

Yi Rui obediently took the water glass from Di Xiu's hand and said cautiously: "Xiu, can you let me and Xiao Xia go to school together?"

Emperor Xiu:......

You, the Insect Emperor, want to sneak into the military academy of the Federation Empire?

Or halfway through the semester?

What are you daydreaming about?

Emperor Xiu glanced at Jing Xia who was still busy in the kitchen, stood up, and said without saying anything: "We'll talk about it when school starts next semester."

After that, he walked into the kitchen and took the shovel from Jingxia's hand: "I will do the rest, you go out first."

"it is good"

Jing Xia nodded. He hadn't tasted Emperor Xiu's craftsmanship for a long time.

Taking off her apron, Jing Xia walked out of the kitchen and saw a thoughtful dumpling squatting on the dining table.

"what happened?"

I walked over and rubbed it. Well, the larval form still feels good.

The tentacles on Yi Rui's head wrapped around Jingxia's wrist habitually, and he tilted his head and replied in a cute way: "It seems that Emperor Xiu promised me that I can go to class with you next semester."

"Isn't that great?"

Jingxia smiled when he heard the good news.

"I can also make up some classes for you this semester."

"Um"

Yirels transformed into a young man, sat at the dining table, and smiled back at Jing Xia.

Almost dazzled by the other party's overly bright smile and shiny hair, Jing Xia blinked and glanced towards the kitchen, paying attention to Emperor Xiu's movements.

Very good, Di Xiu is still cooking.

Like a thief, he extended his devil's claws to Yirels' hair. In the eyes of the other party's doubtful eyes, he grabbed a strand, lowered his head, and sucked hard.

Well, it’s a flavor suitable for collection as a treasure!

(Actually, it’s the smell of Yiruifajian toxin, what kind of dragon filter/hands is this)

Yirels's face turned red and he hurriedly rescued his hair from Jing Xia's hands. He swallowed all the words in Jing Xia's shining eyes and said only one sentence: "How about... I'll cut it later." A wisp for you.”

"Okay!"

Yi Rui was helpless: It seemed that he could not escape the fate of being turned into a specimen. Fortunately, it was just hair.

Emperor Xiu in the kitchen didn't know what deal Yi Rui was forced to make with Jing Xia out of his sight.

If he knew the contents of the transaction and Yi Rui's inner thoughts, he would definitely laugh at Yi Rui, the former universe consciousness fragment, and the post-Zerg Zerg King Ers, with joy from the bottom of his heart.

Ah, what is this, the princess (Insect King) of a certain country (Insect Race) who was almost abducted by an evil dragon?

After dinner, Emperor Xiu watched the two of them enter their respective bedrooms, and then he went to his treasure house in the villa with peace of mind, ready to have a good rest.

In the middle of the night, the deepest bedroom door was gently opened by someone. The Insect King, dressed in pajamas and with his hair hanging down, tiptoed to the door of Jingxia's bedroom. He checked around to make sure that no dragon clan would jump out and take him back. The big stone in my heart gently opened the door of Jingxia's room.

Jingxia, who had heard the noise a long time ago, yawned and looked like the man quickly shrank into his bed, buried his head in the crook of his neck, and nuzzled him coquettishly like he did when he was a cub.

"Go to sleep"

Jing Xia patted the other person's plush head comfortingly.

"Um"

There was a muffled sound on the neck, and he continued: "Why are Xiu so guarded against me?"

Jing Xia, who yawned greatly, comforted in a daze: "It's okay... If Emperor Xiu really stops the young man, he will put a restraint on my door..."

The voice became quieter and quieter. Before Jingxia fell asleep, he vaguely remembered that this was how his mother had prevented his father from stealing him out to play in the middle of the night.

It seems... the forbidden punishment is the cold floor where his father sleeps for a week?

"Good night……"

"Hmm... sweet dream"