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The warm breath spread over my head and the steady heartbeat echoed in my ears.

The area between her eyebrows that had been kissed felt slightly hot, and Su Tang curled up the corners of her mouth, smiling like a cunning little fox.

After confirming that the other person was asleep, Su Tang quietly raised her eyes.

Long eyelashes overlap quietly, resting on the cold and thin eyelids.

The long, smooth silver hair spread on the pillow like silk, with a few strands hanging beside Su Tang's face, carrying the faint fragrance of shampoo.

The dim light blurred the cold outline, sleeping peacefully, like a rare oil painting treasured in a museum.

Although she didn't know what the other person was busy with, a hint of tiredness was evident in his eyes and brows, and Su Tang couldn't help feeling distressed.

The mysterious fragrance covered the rich rose scent, floating in Bai Xu's nostrils, soothing the fatigue between his brows and bringing him sweet dreams.

Su Tang imitated the other person's tone and whispered silently in the other person's ear, "Good night, my queen."

Female monarch.

This was the first time he called the Zerg by their name.

The special and ambiguous name made Su Tang curl her toes subconsciously.

I was not skilled at first, but after practicing it several times between my lips and teeth, I became more and more skilled.

After completing the registration this morning, he and his dear wife became a legal couple.

To ensure that tonight's activities can go smoothly, Su Tang repeatedly confirmed every process before extracting pheromones yesterday at noon.

After all, it is a once-in-a-lifetime event, so Su Tang must do his best and be determined to give his wife the most perfect wedding.

Thinking of this, Su Tang stretched out her hand from under the quilt, wanting to confirm it one last time.

The slender white fingers crawled on the light blue sheets, moving little by little towards the smart bracelet on the bedside table.

Unexpectedly, he just moved a little and was caught back by the other party's arms around his waist and locked in his arms even tighter.

Su Tang's back was pressed tightly against the other person's chest, and her waist was wrapped by strong arms.

The warm body temperature alternately penetrated through the thin cloth, and I could fully feel the undulating and flexible body curves of the other person.

As if that wasn't enough, the other person buried his furry head in his neck.

Su Tang was very sure that the other party was not awake, and hugging him was just a subconscious instinctive reaction.

Su Tang's heart softened and she stopped moving.

Not knowing what he was dreaming about, Bai Xu moved closer again, hugging Su Tang like a dragon guarding a treasure, rubbing the back of his neck gently, becoming even more clingy.

The hot breath pressed against the slender, porcelain-white neck, and occasionally, through the breathable cotton fabric, playfully teased the more sensitive glands under the pajamas, wanting to tease but not wanting to.

The delicate, porcelain-white skin quickly turned an ambiguous blush, and rose pheromones gushed out uncontrollably.

Su Tang unconsciously tensed her body, as if there was a feather hanging above her heart and she didn't know when it would fall.

The occasional teasing is more unbearable than direct contact.

Su Tang's face turned red again, like a cat being strangled by the neck, and this time she dared not move at all.

They maintained this extremely intimate sleeping position, wrapped in warm body temperature and peaceful pheromones. Su Tang stared at the morning light outside the window. Her eyelids gradually became heavy, and she fell into a deep sleep unknowingly.

The autumn wind blows through, filling the room with a faint fragrance.

The elegant and domineering magnolia entwines the rose and blends with each other.

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Faced with the colorful, smelly, and innovative-looking breakfast on the table, a group of insects fell silent.

You push me and I urge you, you look at me and I look at you, and we give in to each other.

Wan Jiaxu felt very satisfied with his cooking skills. He glanced around with a gaze as sharp as the god of death and finally fixed on Xiong's father.

Wan Jiaxu greeted him warmly, his voice jumping with joy, "Father Xiong, please try it first."

The male insect who was named felt a jolt in his heart, and he seemed to have returned to his school days, feeling panicked when he was caught skipping classes by his father.

Faced with the expectant eyes of his cubs, the usually mild-tempered male insect showed a rare look of embarrassment.

"Ah, this is good. You've worked so hard for so long, let your father have a taste."

After hesitating for a few seconds, he chose the porridge that seemed easier to swallow.

Just think of it as drinking a nutrient supplement, the male insect comforted himself.

He just closed his eyes, showed the heroic spirit of a hero who would never return, held the spoon, and held his breath.

With shaking hands, he stuffed the purple, black sticky mass into his mouth and swallowed it without even stopping.

You can't tell what the ingredients are. It tastes sweet, salty and slightly bitter, with a hint of vegetable leaves at the end. It's oddly sticky and it immediately clogs your throat.

For a moment, I couldn't spit it out or swallow it.

The male insect beat his chest and stamped his feet, his face turning red.

Wan Jiaxu was startled, "Father Xiong, are you okay?"

The female insect brother quickly stood up, walked behind the other and patted him on the back.

A group of insects were jumping around in a mess.

The choked male insect's face turned red, his fingers waved around, and he hurriedly took the water handed to him by the female servant and gulped down the glass.

The male insect that had successfully survived the tribulation let out a deep breath with lingering fear as it slid down the sticky surface.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead, met Wan Jiaxu's guilty and sad eyes, changed his words, and spoke nonsense without blushing or beating his heart.

"You are awesome, cub. You must have scared me just now. Father Xiong is fine. He just ate too fast and got burned. It tastes good..."

Female insect brother: ...The food cooked by Zizi is so horrible, male father, do you dare to taste it again?

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Wan Jiaxu heaving a sigh of relief and showing an expression that said, "I see."

Female insect brother: ...One dares to speak, the other dares to believe, so just pamper him.

The next second, the male insect who was still talking incessantly the previous moment suddenly changed color, from red to green and then to white at a rapid speed. He covered his mouth and flew out of the living room in a panic at an unimaginable speed.

A hard vomiting sound was heard.

Wan Jiaxu's smile froze and he blinked in confusion.

It seems that I don't quite understand what happened.

Wan Jiaxu ignored the female insect brother's obstruction, dipped a little with a spoon and tasted it, and his handsome little face suddenly twisted.

The female insect brother hurriedly brought him a glass of water.

Deeply shocked, Wan Jiaxu slumped dejectedly on the table, in disbelief and full of suspicion.

How did he make something so nasty?

Did he do the same thing to Brother Wen before?

Probably not.

Wan Jiaxu stared at the lunch box on the table absentmindedly, unable to come back to his senses for a long time.

Fortunately, he hasn't sent it to the female father yet.

The female insect brother subconsciously comforted her in a gentle voice, "I didn't blow up the kitchen, the cub is already great, it just tastes a little strange, and it can't eat dead insects..."

Eat dead insects.

My eyebrows suddenly jumped and I felt inexplicably panicked.

Under the surprised gaze of the female insect brother, Wan Jiaxu rushed out without looking back.

This is a life-saving measure, Brother Wen, please don’t eat it!

The female insect elder brother narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at the direction where his younger brother left, thinking, "Could it be that some unlucky person really got killed?"