Be a fan of all insects in the Middle Ages [Zerg]

Weisen seemed to be able to see the redness on the tip of the male's black hair protruding from the ear.

"Cough...Of course I know what you mean." There was some other emotion in the clear voice.

Obviously, only a month later, his attitude completely changed.

"But that... happened when Hetty was 16 years old... As far as I know, you didn't know Hetty at all, right?" Weisen tilted his head, watching the male worm look up with surprise and vigilance. His fluttering lips revealed his hesitation.

"There are surveillance cameras in the living room...I won't hurt you." Wesen lowered his voice, his tone was gentle and harmless.

He Liang was indeed shaken, probably because the knot in his heart was untied, and he began to unabashedly want to know everything about the female insect.

He wanted to see...how Hetty could "offend" him...

Under Wesen's seductive gaze, he got up and went upstairs...until he stood in front of him.

The corner of Wesson's mouth curled up gently, "Follow me..." He turned his head, his back seemed more confident than usual.

He Liang followed Wesen and stopped at the door of his room.

As if seeing his defense, Wei Sen showed a comfortable smile again, "Last night, it was my fault, sorry."

With a "click", the door was unscrewed by him, He Liang hesitated for a moment, but followed into the room...

Inside, the layout was the same as before, and He Liang stopped near the door.

"What are you going to show me?"

An empty room, with dark curtains half-opened and swayed by the wind, scattered drawing paper on the floor, all painted semi-finished products, head, arms, legs... none of the complete paintings, at first glance Look at some scares.

Wei Sen seemed to like such a mess, and never let the servants come in to clean it up.

He stopped in front of the desk, and tapped the terminal screen with his fingers. With the flickering red light accompanied by a "buzz!", the projection screen slowly extended down from the other corner of the wall.

The picture is blurry and trembling, as if recording and exploring a room from the perspective of a worm...

"Third Brother...Brother won't let us enter his room...Let's...let's go..." The boy who didn't show his head spoke timidly.

"Be good, Reese, as long as we don't tell him, he will never know... Do you understand?" Wesson's voice was the same as it is now.

He Liang's face was slightly stagnant, and he frowned, "Why did you enter Hetty's room?"

Wesson put an index finger to his lips, "Shhh... just keep watching."

The screen fell silent again...

Wesson walked purposefully towards the wardrobe in the house, and the screen moved down to the locked compartment.

"My dear brother, use your special ability to open this lock."

"Third brother, my father won't let me do these..."

"Third brother assures you, father won't know, think about the beautiful puppy."

"Um……"

"All right……"

The keyhole on the compartment begins to twist on its own...

He Liang is cautious, Reese...has a mental power no lower than B-level?

"Don't be surprised. Father Wyris was almost infected by the pheromone of the blood-sucking Zerg. It is probably because of this that Reese...has some characteristics of the blood-sucking Zerg." Wei Sen explained in due course.

"Crack!"

The content displayed on the screen regained He Liang's attention.

The slender and fair hand opened the compartment...

"Ah... third brother, why is this brother lying in there?"

It was a nearly naked "corpse", with only a bath towel covering the waist. The muscle texture exposed on the body was clear, white and clean, and it seemed that some fluff could be seen. The small moles on the waist and abdomen were vivid and beautiful, like It will be able to move up and down with its owner's breath in the next moment...

Just as He Liang's pupils constricted, the picture zoomed in again, pointing at a face that he had looked at in the mirror for more than 40 years.

He Liang: "..."

His mood is not enough to express with "woc", the heat climbed up the whole face, this idiot...can't he put clothes on the doll?

The picture freezes on that face...

Slender and thick eyelashes, deep and restrained eyebrows... It seems that the next moment, the male's empty black eyes will turn to the camera.

"He drew you when he was 15 years old, look, how disgusting, this female has been sexually obsessed with you for nearly ten years, without you knowing." Wei Sen walked towards He Liang slowly.

His voice became increasingly excited, and he stretched out his hand to gesture, "15 years old... that seems to be the age when females begin to mature, females... you know, they have always had a strong sexual desire, this kind of model can only produce adult products It can be made in a place...you said..."

He approached the "sluggish" male, and lowered his voice, "Will he... hold your body model on a bug-free night..."

"Stop it!" He Liang's voice changed due to excitement.

Wesen was pleased by the male worm's reaction, but when his eyes touched the blush on his face, the pleasure followed. He questioned, "Don't you...don't you think he's disgusting?"

He Liang covered the heat on his face, no matter whether the female worm was the upright "Voyo" or the cold "Hetty", it didn't seem like she would do this...

"Do you like being treated like this by worms?" The fishy breath approached.

He Liang came back to his senses, resisted Wesen who was approaching, and moved his eyes back and forth on the floor, "Hetty...how he wants to treat me...Of course it's okay..."

Wesen caught the secret excitement of the male insect, and his expression began to crack, "Even if it's a beautiful toy... would you like it?"

"I have studied the psychology of Zerg. His behavior...but there is a risk of hiding necrophilia..."

He Liang didn't suspect anything because of Wesen's words. He knew better than anyone what kind of worm Heti was, "Oh...you...you don't understand...Hetty..."

"You are disgusting! You are as disgusting as Hetty!" Weisen's eyes darkened.

He Liang's complexion turned dark, and his tone was condensed, "Your Excellency Weisen, you who are casually peeking at the secrets of other worms deserve to be called disgusting, right?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a phantom flashed in front of his eyes, followed by a dull pain in his neck, and the force of the impact brought him to lie on his back...

With his ass split open, He Liang swore secretly that he would never believe what this "dog man" said next time.

Wei Sen, who was obviously gentle and polite just a moment ago, now has a completely distorted face, and his hot breath is sprayed on his face.

He didn't understand why Wesen had such a strong bad breath after being transformed by Neil, it smelled like a sticky bug...

"You think I'm disgusting...how about...I treat you the way Hetty did, and turn you into a beautiful toy? Then give it to Hetty..."

madman……

"You...uh...ha..."

The strength on the neck slowed down and tightened, and He Liang's words were broken, and he was forced to inhale the hot, fishy-smelling air from Wei Sen, his stomach was overwhelmed, and his eyes began to mist...

"I will guarantee your integrity...don't worry..."

"Uh uh uh..." The force moved up, as if trying to cut off his neck...

I am used to being a strong person, and when I am bullied by too many bugs, my unwillingness will be infinitely magnified.

The black eyes filled with crystals began to hollow out, which was the beauty of a dying prey.

Wei Sen admired it, he didn't care what would happen after He Liang's death, just like if he wanted to throw the "vicious dog" in the school into the trash can, he would definitely throw it...

Life is made to burn.

"Goodbye... He Liang."

In the next moment, blood splashed...

Wei Sen was slightly sluggish, the pain in his wrist came belatedly, the blood from the broken main artery gushed out, and the hot liquid splashed on the two worms.

A huge force hit his chest, he opened his eyes wide, blood splashed into his eyes, fainted a circle of crazy red, and hit his back against the wall.

The prey tore off the severed hand on the neck, leaving behind a bruise that scares the insects...

His...right hand...

Weisen's face became paler and paler, he blocked the pulse of his right hand, and fine cold sweat oozes from his forehead.

Neil will definitely find a way...

A shadow weighed down, and Wei Sen's movements froze...

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