The male insect adores it! The female general, envious, begs for a kiss.

Hermes's cold and stern reputation was well-known. In the past, whenever he walked down the street, the female soldiers dared not look him in the eye. But today was unusual; many eyes followed him all the way.

One or two wouldn't be so bad, but at this moment, Heamis truly felt that something was amiss.

He stopped in his tracks, just about to catch an insect and ask it.

Heamis was stopped by the insect's call. It was a familiar voice. He turned his head and saw that it was Amory from yesterday.

The red-haired female insect frowned, covered her nose, and looked at Hemires with disgust. "General, the scent of male insect pheromones on you is too strong."

Now, Heamis realized why so many insects were staring at him today—it was because of the pheromone scent left on him by the male.

However, Heamis herself did not feel it very clearly.

Generally speaking, you can hardly smell pheromones on female insects.

Male insects primarily vent their frustrations on females and are stingy with the pheromones they give them.

But Gu Heng was different. When Heamis thought of yesterday, his hands, which were hanging at his sides, tightened unconsciously.

Emory clicked his tongue. "General, it seems the stuff you bought yesterday worked quite well. This is the first time the male has touched you, isn't it?"

His words were laced with sourness and sarcasm.

Heamis took it as jealousy, saying, "Emori, you don't need to envy me. You can find a lord yourself."

Upon hearing this, Emory's face suddenly stiffened. Who envied him? He wouldn't go out of his way to please the male insects.

After Heemis finished speaking, she walked away.

Left behind, Emory could only stare at his receding figure with a gloomy expression.

……

Today is Heemis's birthday, and he doesn't even remember.

Perhaps because the Zerg have long lifespans, they don't seem to place much importance on birthdays here.

However, Gu Heng still decided to prepare a birthday surprise for Hermes.

He first went to buy the flower that the female insect had been longing for.

5:30 p.m.

The sun was setting in the west, and a gentle breeze was blowing.

Heemis never expected to see the powerful lord at the entrance of the military compound. The lord was holding a bunch of fiery red fromecca flowers, waving and smiling at her.

The male ruler didn't come to work today, but did he still come to pick him up personally?

Hemir's heart skipped a beat, and he didn't even realize that his steps toward the lord were somewhat hurried.

Until, when the bouquet of flowers was shoved into Heamis's hand, its crimson color, like a raging fire, filled his entire vision.

The powerful lord's question rang in his ears, "General, do you like this flower?"

Gu Heng's voice was expectant.

"I like it, I like it." Heamis nodded, and what he liked even more was that the lord took his casual remark to heart.

Gu Heng suggested, "Today is a good day, let's go out to eat."

Hemis looked down at the flowers and, upon hearing this, thought to himself that today was indeed a good day.

He nodded, without giving it much thought.

restaurant.

The store's interior is decorated in a light and elegant wooden style, with pleasant music playing in the air.

Heemis followed the male lord upstairs, only to discover that the second floor was all private rooms.

So, the male host booked a private room?

Heemis looked puzzled. Didn't the lord like to sit in the corner of the hall? Why was it different this time?

Gu Heng specially booked a private room in the afternoon and made some arrangements in advance, because celebrating Hermione's birthday must have a sense of ceremony.

Moreover, Gu Heng also had a selfish motive. Today was the first birthday he had celebrated for the female insect, and he hoped that she would remember this day forever.

And then, I'll never forget him.

Gu Heng didn't let the waiter follow him.

As they approached the door of VIP room 3886, Gu Heng suddenly gasped and clutched his right wrist. "My wrist suddenly stung a little. Can you open the door?"

Gu Heng has little acting talent, so his movements can be considered clumsy.

The shrewd general, who was shrewd at work, was now completely focused on his lord and did not doubt the authenticity of the agreement.

Heemis looked anxious and asked worriedly, "My lord, are you alright? Shall I take a look at you?"

Gu Heng stiffened. He had only been faking it; if Hemiris came to see, he would be exposed.

Gu Heng took a small step back, not giving Heemis a chance to check, and urged, "I'm fine, please open the door."

Heemis couldn't dissuade him, so she opened the door first, and then went to check if the lord's hand was alright.

The moment he opened the door, a vast expanse of crimson burst into his eyes, like a sea of ​​flowers. The flowers Hemires was holding suddenly seemed insufficient in comparison.

"Is this...is this what you prepared for me?" Hemires asked with difficulty. He turned to look at his lord, only to find that the other man no longer looked distressed or in pain.

It was clearly a fabricated excuse made up to get him to open the door himself.

Gu Heng gave a noncommittal "hmm." To buy these flowers, he had practically emptied the shelves of all the nearby flower shops selling Flème Cologne.

Even the florist repeatedly confirmed with him whether he wanted to buy that many.

As Heamis approached, the visual impact became even more pronounced. He scanned the area and felt there were at least a thousand flowers there.

Heamis murmured, "How many of these are there?"

"1314 flowers," Gu Heng replied.

This number is not an integer.

Heamis keenly sensed a deeper meaning in the number and asked, "Why 1314, and not something else?"

Gu Heng smiled slightly, "1314, for all eternity."

"I hope the general can stay with me for the rest of my life."

The words, which sounded almost like a confession, made Heamis's heart clench with rage. He grabbed the hem of the lord's robe and then bent down.

This was the first time Heemis had taken the initiative to kiss her lord.

"I also want to be with you for the rest of my life."

Gu Heng lightly touched his lips with his index finger, the warmth quickly fading away, much like the shy nature of a female insect.

Even though their lips touched for only a moment, why was Gu Heng's heart beating so fast?

The dishes were served quickly, and Heamis looked puzzled when he saw that the lord did not intend to touch his chopsticks.

Seeing this, Gu Heng explained, "There are two more."

Under Heemis's stunned gaze, Gu Heng clapped his hands, and a waiter brought in a plate.

Heamis looked at the first dish that had been placed down, and it was... a bowl of noodles?

It seems quite ordinary.

Upon seeing what was on the next plate, Heemis asked in confusion, "What's that?"

Gu Heng followed his gaze and quickly replied, "It's a cake."

Gu Heng originally intended to do it himself.

However, Gu Heng was too clumsy and gave up after ruining three half-finished products.

He told the chef there the general method, and the chef made it in less than an hour.

cake?

Heamis had never heard of this before, and he looked somewhat puzzled.

"General, do you remember what day it is today?"

Is today really a special day?

Heamis pondered deeply, but could not find the right answer. Today was neither the day the empire was born nor the day he was bound to the powerful ruler.

Seeing that the female insect really couldn't remember, Gu Heng said, "General, today is your birthday."

"Happy birthday!"