Domestic Lover [Zerg]

Udall ignored his question, and he turned back to the inner hall that he had just walked out of.

He did one thing before, and the bad consequences made him understand that this bug named Anze should not be treated casually. This is also the profound truth he has learned after getting along with him for several months.

Although Udall doesn't seem to care what Anze is thinking, what he cares about, or where he goes, but he always pays attention subconsciously, which may be inseparable from habit.

He cares about Anze very much.

The consequence of treating Anze casually last time was the first test of the game.

I opened the game once, but because I had work to do, I closed it immediately. I didn’t care about anything at the time, thinking that everything was normal, but I didn’t expect that a virtual protagonist named Anze would be imprisoned in the dark because of his whim. 371 days in his room.

When Pamish reported that day, Udall didn't know how to deal with it.

At that time, he didn't express any emotion, and he didn't blame Pamish. It was just that after the silence, when he picked it up again, An Ze's bright light purple pupils appeared, as if a heavy stone was pressing on his heart.

Only then did he realize that Anze is not a piece of data, he has free will, self-awareness, is alive, and has a name.

How does he treat Anze differently from his male father who claims to be an interstellar rich man.

Leaving him at home like an item, Udel raised Pamish after he became self-reliant, and loneliness and darkness eroded day and night, which was not a pleasant feeling.

But this time, Anze's revenge and deliberate resistance made him feel no resistance in his heart. Instead, he felt that it was a matter of course and let nature take its course.

If he wanted revenge, he would try his best to resist and ensure his own safety, but Udel would never hurt Anze.

……

Borenset stood there for a while watching his back, and decided to look for the next target.

Unable to restrain his joyful look, he found an interesting thing in his mind.

Gently plucking a red string that suddenly appeared in his mind, and after a while, Evando came in a hurry.

Feeling the familiar traction of Borenset, he immediately greeted him, and at the same time confirmed that the players were indeed likely to be in the same area.

Bolenset turned his head and found Evando rushing over, he thought thoughtfully: "As expected of a rope, it really can tie you here."

Chest pain, shortness of breath, as if there was a big hand in the brain desperately stirring and crushing, dense and severe pain hit the top of the head, Evando swayed slightly, and he didn't get better until he got close to Borenset.

He raised his eyes and barely glanced at the handsome young man, then fell forward as if losing his strength, and bumped into Borencet's arms.

The feeling of tugging at the brain finally disappeared.

Evan exhaled more, grabbed the shoulder of the insect in front of him, and his face was extremely ugly: "You did it, didn't you?"

The two worms were very close to each other, and the slight trembling of Evando's hands was clearly transmitted to Borencet's body. He looked at the female worm still unable to move in his arms with great interest, and kindly gave him a hand. Generously ignored his harsh tone and pinched white fingers.

The elegant and gentle public lover in the past has a painful expression on his face, but after losing his beautiful disguise, he looks extraordinarily fragile and dangerous.

"I'm just experimenting, sorry, I didn't know it was so uncomfortable."

He said sorry words, but there was no apology in his tone.

Evando finally stood still. He held down his temple that was still throbbing with one hand. When the tingling pain in his head eased, he immediately pulled away. His face was pale, and those twinkling golden pupils looked at him coldly. .

"Your identity is the 'rope'? The rope that binds the white bird and the mouse brain, right?"

"Wow, how did I guess that."

Borencet clasped his hands and casually pursed his lips to ask.

"I heard about it on the way, and I advise you to go to the white bird now, otherwise I won't be the only one suffering from the pain."

Evan snorted coldly, turned and walked towards the palace.

He didn't have the slightest affection for Borencet, who was born in the Dixie family. The other party's posture in reality seemed polite, but in fact he was vicious and arrogant, and he was one of the bugs he hated the most.

I didn't expect this to happen in the game. Although the name Borenset did appear on the leaderboard, he never paid attention to the top three, so he never found it.

"Tsk, I hate you so much and remind me, really..."

Borenset looked at Evando's back in place, and suddenly a subtle tingling began to appear in his mind, and then he slowly followed to the palace.

……

At night, the ominous red moon hangs high in the sky, and the place where the crimson moonlight spreads is covered with a layer of dark red as if cursed, silently.

The pure white palace stands in a broad, gorgeous and bright heavy purple garden. A neat path covered with white jade and pure white pebbles spreads from each palace gate to the outside of the garden, and the ground is covered with purple and yellowish withered petals. They were quickly swept away by some hasty female servants.

On the wide white jade balcony reflecting the crimson moonlight, Shiratori sat on an exquisite soft chair painted in white and gold.

With a warm fleece jacket on his shoulders, he has a comfortable posture, his legs are folded on the corner stool in front of him, and the wide wings are stretched behind him. He looks nothing like the tyrant in the copywriting, but lives in the mortal world angel.

The lavender pupils stared at the huge crimson moon without blinking for a moment, as if they wanted to see through it, other than that, they didn't say a word.

Evando walked slowly into the open balcony, and felt the cool evening breeze penetrating his skin almost as soon as he went out.

He walked steadily, knocked on the chair with his usual posture, and said, "My king, good night."

Shiratori turned his head towards him, the moonlight reflected on that gorgeous and beautiful face seemed to be dyed with a touch of seductive lust, his eyes were still calm, and he gently waved to Evando to let him come over.

Evando walked towards Shiratori, and skillfully held his hand, feeling the tingling pain in his head completely recede.

"My queen, have you already planned what to do?"

Evando suddenly fixed his eyes on Shiratori Anze's still calm face, as if he wanted to see something, but Shiratori still said as usual: "I believe in you, I will cooperate with everything, what do you think?"

What does it mean?

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at a group of servants who suddenly became shivering in the corner, and Borenset and Udell who stood a little further away. Their faces were slightly condensed, and they obviously didn't know the situation.

Evan looked away, and after thinking about it, he said, "I don't understand what you mean."

"Boom—!!!!"

Evando's side face was spattered with blood.

The servant next to him exploded from the inside, blood and flesh flew everywhere, his purple head hit the ground with a muffled sound, and Gululu rolled down at Evando's feet.

Evando took a quick and uncontrollable step back when his foot was touched, and the extremely cold chill crept up from his back. He watched the panic in Anze's heart with a strange face magnified, and forced himself to calm down.

"Ah... I'm sorry, suddenly I'm in a bad mood."

Shiratori lightly picked up a clean handkerchief with light fragrance from the tray of the small round table covered with a tablecloth in front of him, raised his hand and gently helped Evando wipe off the blood stained on his face. The familiar gentle smile.

"It's okay, it's just a dream, what's there to be afraid of? Don't worry, my queen."

The great oppressive feeling and coldness in Evando's body did not dissipate in the slightest, but worsened. He finally couldn't maintain his gentle expression, and he clenched his fingers and asked, "Do you know what we want?"

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