Out of favor little sweetheart dressed as a paranoid queen [Zerg]

Qi Yao didn't touch for three hours.

He didn't know when he fell asleep, but he only knew that there was an aura close to him in his sleep, which made him completely relaxed.

The aircraft landed smoothly on the beach.

The sound of crashing waves caught his ears, and the intimate breath mixed with the salty smell of sea water, he opened his eyes dissatisfied.

"Um......"

pain.

A clear pain overflowed from the cracks in the bones, which suddenly woke him up.

"Are you uncomfortable?" Yi Er asked him as he walked on the beach.

There were dense pains in the joints of the bones, like needle pricks, Qi Yao resisted, and muttered: "It's not pure."

"What's impure?"

Qi Yao didn't speak.

The smell of seawater was a little strong, so strong that it overwhelmed the smell of the female, and he couldn't let him fully smell the breath released by the female, and he was very unhappy.

Yi Er's body is now full of threads of mental power released by Qi Yao unknowingly in his sleep, entangled him like a spider's web.

He ignored these unconscious threads, endured the numbness in his thighs, hugged Qi Yao tightly and quickened his pace: "Let's go to the house, shall we?"

Qi Yao's thinking is still not quick, the only thing he can think about is to go to the house, and he will be able to isolate the smell of sea water, then he will be able to smell the pure female breath.

"Okay, hurry up," he said.

The seaside villa, after a long absence, ushered in its main worm again.

Yi Er directly carried Qi Yao into the bedroom, put him on the bed, and turned on the ventilation system of the villa.

The house has not lived in insects for a long time and needs to be ventilated.

Qi Yao curled up on the bed, leaving the embrace of the female, and the pain became obvious immediately.

He frowned impatiently, why did the female run away?Don't let him get close?He let go of his mental strength to look for the female insect that could bring him comfort, and finally found it, it turned out to be in the bathroom.

Coming out of the fighting room, Yi Er hadn't taken a shower yet.

The water washed away the dry sweat stains on his body. Yi Er sensed the familiar spiritual power. When he looked at the door, the thread-like spiritual power was perseveringly creeping in through the crack of the door. When he closed the valve, his arm touched another invisible of silk thread.

After taking a quick shower, Yi Er came out wrapped in a bathrobe, and saw the male on the bed curled up with his back facing him. He turned off the ventilation, walked over and hugged Qi Yao again.

The shattering pain made Qi Yao close his eyes tightly, feeling the refreshing temperature coming from his body, and opened his eyelids with great effort. When he saw Yi Er, Qi Yao was dissatisfied: "Where did you go?"

Yi Er: "Go take a shower."

Even ignoring him and going to take a bath by himself, Qi Yao became even more unhappy, but he had no reason to complain, so he could only say, "Why is it so painful?"

"Master, with me here, it will be better."

it seems to be like this.

Qi Yao couldn't think, he could only search for the source of life that could relieve his pain.

The thread of mental power fluttered slowly, and gradually twisted into a thin rope, wrapping around Yi Er's arm.

Qi Yao leaned on Yi Er's body, his nose fluttered, greedily smelling the breath of the female insect.

Too little to smell enough.

"Let me smell your pheromones." He begged in an irresistible tone.

The room was full of Qi Yao's mental strength thread, and the male pheromone too thick to dissolve, Yi Er released a little of his own, which made Qi Yao let out a comfortable sigh.

"More..."

The female pheromone temporarily neutralized his pain, even if it was just a little bit, it made him want to get close and conquer.

But El didn't allow it.

At this time, the male worm's consciousness reacted chaotically. If he was given too much at once, it might drive him into madness.

So Yi Er could only help him relieve him in small amounts and step by step.

Isn't this painful for Yi Er?

He took off the bathrobe on his body, clasped the back of Qi Yao's head, and pressed the insect who was obsessed with smelling his breath to his shoulder.

The tip of Qi Yao's nose touched the tight muscles.

It seemed to be freshly washed, strong and tight, it was female.

The female is his female, and the female is his, so the muscle under the tip of the nose is also his, right?

But how can we prove that it is his?

Try a bite?

With this thought, Qi Yao opened his mouth.

The teeth rubbed against the skin under the lips, and the jaws closed slightly, leaving a shallow tooth mark on the smooth and firm muscle.

The thread of spiritual power brushed past the tooth mark, condensed into a thin rope, and passed under Yi Er's shoulder.

One bite simply can't satisfy.

Starting from the shoulders, Qi Yao went down little by little, leaving his teeth marks on Yi Er's chest and lower abdomen.

Does this count as conquering the female insect?

He was at a loss, as if he hadn't conquered yet, because he only heard the panting of the female insect, but not the begging sound of the female insect.

"Yir..." He called out to the female again, he wanted to do one thing, so that he could get more female pheromone, so that he would not feel pain in his bones, did not know that the female would like to unwilling.

Yi Er hugged him and sat up again.

There are more and more threads of mental power wrapped around him, and they gradually gain strength, which shows that the male can control the mental power.

"Does it still hurt?" he asked.

"It hurts." Qi Yao is still looking for places to leave a mark.

Just leaving a tooth mark, to Yi Er, it was like scratching an itch, he let Qi Yao's little vice go, and let him move, saying: "If it hurts, you can figure it out yourself, okay?"

Qi Yao is upset again, he is in such pain, why should he find a way by himself?His female monarch is incompetent and needs to be punished.

He pushed Yi Er violently, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and the peak of his lips rubbed against the bridge of Yi Er's nose, whispering: "I am your hero, and all your pheromones are mine."

Yi Er said, "Well, it's all yours."

Qi Yao is still not satisfied, how did you get the pheromones that could not be scattered all over the room before?It seems that there is a signal to start...

He obsessively looked at the slightly closed lips under his lips, as if as long as he kissed them, he would get more pheromones.

As long as you kiss, you can conquer this powerful female insect.

"give me."

He leaned over and bit the female's lips.

......

The sound of the waves covered the sweet sound of the room, the lights were turned on and off for several rounds of day and night, and the inextricably entangled pheromones overflowed the seaside villa, and were overturned by the waves on the soft sand.

Qi Yao is very satisfied, his female is very obedient and cooperative.

During a short rest, Yier brushed off the messy threads of mental power wrapped around her body, brought some nutrient solution, and fed it to the tired male.

It was night, and the dim bedside lamp was dim and soft, illuminating only a clearly visible outline of the room, and also reflected the translucent wings that occupied most of Qi Yao's back beautifully and mysteriously.

The tip is black, which is the same color as the male's eyes, and the faint dark golden lines extend to the roots, and the closer to the back, the more transparent.

At this time, it stretched tremblingly on the male's back, and Yi Er's uncontrollable touch made the male tremble.

"Don't, don't touch..." Qi Yao begged with tears.

After three or four days of mighty majesty, Qi Yao's majestic hero ran away without a trace because of these wings.

Sure enough, Yi Er didn't touch him anymore, and lay down in the middle of the bed, letting Qi Yao sit on his lower abdomen.

Qi Yao said: "I don't know how to take it back..."

Yi Er rolled his Adam's apple, and his dark blue eyes were full of unknown emotions, "When your transformation is over, you will naturally be able to take it back."

Qi Yao was in a trance: "How much longer...?"

Yi Er: "Soon."

After saying this, Yier sat up and hugged him, taking advantage of his unpreparedness, closed his eyes and dropped a light kiss on the outstretched wings.

Qi Yao was attacked by surprise, his body trembled, and the thread of mental power uncontrollably entangled Yi Er again.

Yier whispered, "Master, I'll do the rest."

Qi Yao said dully, "How come?"

"Just like every time before, just leave it to me, and you rest."

"But..." The wings fluttered silently. This thing was too sensitive to be touched, and it became a stumbling block preventing them from continuing.

Yi Er didn't agree with it at all, he admired the beauty of this pair that was so easy to hide, only he could see it, and he praised: "It's very beautiful, much better than my bone wings, we don't care about it, let's just let it go." As long as it's beautiful."

"Then don't touch it." Qi Yao begged.

"Well, I won't touch it." Yi Er promised.

The metamorphosis is still going on, and this time, Yier has taken the dominant position.

But the female was not as obedient as before.

Guarantees are all lies. When the love is deep, Yi Er will hold those wings with both hands, like treating precious playthings, and sincerely give the deepest love.

Qi Yao wished he could use his mental strength to gag Yi Er's mouth.

But apart from his mouth, Yi Er also has hands, so it's impossible to wrap him like a cocoon.

There's nothing he can do with him...

……

Another night.

Yi Er carried him to take a bath.

Qi Yao was finally able to control the wings freely. In order not to let Yi Er touch them, he took them back angrily.

"The mouth of a female monarch, a ghost who deceives insects." Sitting in the bathtub, Qi Yao said pointedly.

While helping him to wash, Yi Er boasted without any regrets: "It's because of my love."

Qi Yao didn't listen, nothing could cover up the crime that had already happened.

He looked at the strangle marks and tooth marks on Yier's body, which were the traces left by himself in this protracted battle when his consciousness was sometimes sober and sometimes confused.

Yi Er showed it to him without shyness at all, "The hero doesn't use much force, and these traces should all fade away tomorrow morning."

Qi Yao murmured desolately: "My psychoanalysis is actually a rope..."

Not a knife, not a sword, not a steel needle.

He had been looking forward to it for a long time, hoping to become stronger after the second transformation, but it turned out that the cold weapon had nothing to do with him, and his psychoanalysis was just a fluffy silk rope that had no effect.

Yi Er didn't think there was anything wrong with it: "It can be flexible or rigid, it can be threaded or surfaced, and it can also tie worms, which is very good."

"..." Qi Yao closed his eyes, "Thank you, your consolation didn't help at all."

Not only that, the transformation is over, his mental strength has only reached S+, but his physical fitness has reached S level, but compared with Yi Er, it is still far behind.

He couldn't compare to his female monarch in any way, even in the protracted war, the female monarch took care of him more. It was obvious that he was transforming, but in the end he didn't have the momentum that a male protagonist should have.

After taking a shower, Yi Er put on a new bed sheet, carried Qi Yao back to the room, pressed his forehead and asked him, "Why are you unhappy?"

"Does it hurt?" His tone was self-blaming.

With the experience of transformation last time, because it was Qi Yao this time, Yi Er didn't learn much from the whole process, but handed himself over with an attitude of dedication.

Even so, the weak male worm was still unavoidably hurt, and the little baby who was working hard all the way shrank into a small ball red and refused to come out to show the worm.

"This is the end..." Qi Yao sighed regretfully.

Yi Er smiled: "Is there more to say?"

"Not at all."

How can I tell Yi Er that he is angry that the effect of his transformation is not as good as expected, he has not become stronger, and he is still the same as before.

He lay down and covered his head with the quilt, and he explained himself in it: that's it, becoming stronger can't be forced, spouses should complement each other, one is strong, the other must be weak, but their family is an exception, the female The king is stronger than the hero.

Yi Er said, "Are you hungry? I'll go to the kitchen and make something to eat."

These days, he has been living on nutrient solution, and there is nothing else in his stomach, so Yi Er doesn't care, he feels sorry for the male worm's mouth.

Qi Yao said sullenly: "You go, I will rest for a while."

Yi Er covered him with a quilt, turned on the ventilation in the room, poured him a glass of water and put it on the bedside, and then went to work in the kitchen.

When Yi Er walked away, Qi Yao was confused for a while, picked up the terminal that was thrown aside and looked at the time, marveling that a week had passed.

The waiting time was boring, he poked aimlessly on the terminal, and poked into his asset account.

I bought a few stocks on a whim before, and the rise has been pretty good. He is not the kind of greedy worm, and he accepts when he sees a good deal. He sold all these stocks in his hand a few days before he came.

Not long after the sale, that is, recently, the stock began to fall.

He acted early and made a small profit. Looking at it now, the money he earned was enough to hold a grand wedding.

On the day of registration, he said that he would give Yi Er a wedding, and now he has confidence.

Qi Yao's lonely heart was comforted.

He poked the dots again, decisively swiped the pile of countless zeros, and transferred them to Yi Er's account.

In the kitchen, Yi Er, who was busy with work, heard the sound of the terminal, picked it up and saw that there was a huge sum of money in the empty account.

Money transfer bug: Qi Yao.

Yi Er thoughtfully looked at the pile of figures that had increased by ten times compared to before, and wondered, when did his hero become so rich?