A top-tier gigolo, teased by a cool and aloof general, turns warm.

The bathroom was filled with steam.

Shi Yu leaned back in the bathtub, looking languid and relaxed.

He turned his head instantly upon hearing the door open.

The man who came into view was completely naked, tall and upright, with smooth muscle lines and crisscrossing scars.

He had long silver hair, deep and sharp purple eyes, and thin lips slightly pursed beneath a high nose.

Standing there, he exuded an innate sharpness.

Shi Yu's breath hitched, and he felt a noticeable change in his body. He coughed lightly, feeling embarrassed.

"Um... from now on, you should dress properly even at home."

"My lord, please allow me to serve you."

A voice as clear and bright as a spring suddenly rang out.

The words were clearly ambiguous, but coming from a man, they lacked any sense of tenderness.

He was cold, utterly cold.

It's not about temperature, but about the feeling.

Shi Yu subtly avoided eye contact with the man.

"Get out, I don't need to be served."

"Please punish me, Your Majesty."

The man knelt down straight down, his head bowed, making it impossible to see his expression.

"Get up. I'm just not used to being waited on. I didn't mean to blame you."

Shi Yu sighed deeply.

He was once a hardworking ox or horse on Earth.

He quit his job because he was too tired, and got into a car accident while traveling.

I traveled to the interstellar Zerg and became a precious male Zerg, receiving a subsidy of 500 star coins every month.

Day after day, I do nothing, just drift along, waiting to die.

Being human is hard, being an insect in this life is pretty good.

Having lived here for five years, Shi Yu is acutely aware of the ills of society.

Despite possessing cutting-edge technology, the Zerg Empire strictly adheres to a system of male dominance and female subordination.

The Zerg are divided into three sexes: male Zerg, military female, and sub-female, all of whom appear male.

Male insects possess strong spiritual power and are rare, making them the most precious.

They enjoy the highest resource treatment and protection mechanisms of the empire, and can help female insects manage the mental sea of ​​rebellion.

The female soldiers are physically strong and have a high rate of recovery, making them a major fighting force for the Zerg.

Responsible for protecting the empire's territory from foreign invasion and waging wars of expansion to ensure the empire's security and interests.

Sub-females are weaker in combat, but have a gentle, delicate, and alluring personality.

They perform auxiliary work in fields such as medicine, pharmacy, and cooking.

A male insect can marry one female ruler and several female servants and slaves.

The man in front of me who volunteered to be punished—no, I should say the female soldier—was the female ruler assigned to him by the marriage bureau.

Chris, the youngest general in the Empire.

She's good-looking, has a great figure, and is incredibly rich.

At twenty, Shi Yu latched onto a sugar daddy and began living the carefree life he had always dreamed of.

"Please enjoy, my lord."

Chris slowly raised his head, staring intently at the male insect soaking in the bathtub.

He has unusually short black hair, which looks neat and sharp.

Her amber eyes were soft and tender, her eyelashes were long and thick, and her profile was smooth and delicate.

The corners of her mouth are always slightly upturned, and her gentle smile exudes warmth and confidence.

He was fair-skinned and had a gentle appearance, which made the insects want to get closer.

"I'm not hungry, you can go out now!"

Shi Yu understood immediately, so he could only pretend to be stupid.

The blush on her face spread to her ears and neck.

Having lost interest in taking a bath, I stepped out of the tub.

After standing still with her back to Chris, she picked up a bath towel and wrapped it around her waist.

He was tall and slender with broad shoulders and a narrow waist. Water droplets slid down his taut muscles and disappeared into the bath towel.

I was rejected again.

Chris's face paled, and his head throbbed with pain.

His hands clenched involuntarily as he got up and left this embarrassing place.

He set aside his dignity as a female soldier and humbly begged for her love.

How ridiculous, and how pathetic.

As the empire's youngest general, he has seen many high-ranking male insects.

They are brutal and cruel, taking pleasure in torturing female insects.

You must have had a misperception to think that the male was different from the other males.

Chris lowered his eyes, a sarcastic smile curving his lips, his gaze gradually turning cold.

The high-intensity combat conditions make female soldiers more prone to mental breakdowns, requiring male insects to soothe and calm them with pheromones.

Most male insects are unwilling to expend the effort to soothe female insects that are experiencing mental disturbances.

Unable to receive reassurance from the male insect, the female insect can only use mental energy suppressants.

The side effects of inhibitors can lead to a more painful and disruptive mental breakdown in the next episode.

If the female insect fails to survive the mental chaos, her mental consciousness will completely collapse, resulting in brain death.

He originally had a childhood sweetheart and fiancé.

At the wedding, the fiancé embraced the slender, long-legged sub-female and mocked him as an old, unwanted female.

This made him the biggest joke in the empire.

In a fit of anger, Chris went to the marriage registry to register for a marriage match.

He didn't care about the male insect's rank, he only had one requirement: the male insect had no messy female servants or slaves.

The marriage bureau employee looked at him with disdain, as if he were an idiot.

Out of politeness, he kindly advised, "General Chris, please don't harbor any illusions..."

Before he could finish speaking, the system announced a successful match.

Chris quickly turned on his personal computer to check the identity information of the matched person.

Name: Shi Yu

Age: 20

Mental strength: F-level

Secondary differentiation: Not yet

……

Queen: Chris

Age: 24

Mental strength: SS level

Secondary differentiation: Not yet

Female attendant: None

Female slaves: None

There is a photo of a male insect from five years ago; his face is youthful and his body is thin.

Chris resolutely married a male insect she had never met before, who had just come of age.

They lived together without luxurious venues, elaborate ceremonies, or mutual affection.

My head hurts even more.

Chris staggered back to the bedroom.

I climbed into bed and curled up in a ball, my consciousness growing increasingly blurred...

Shi Yu changed into his bathrobe and went straight to the study.

As he passed the bedroom, he stopped and knocked on the door.

"I'm sleeping in the study tonight, so you don't need to wait for me."

"Um……"

A muffled groan came from inside.

Shi Yu paused slightly, his ear resting lightly against the door.

"Are you alright, Chris?"

The big spender can't afford to get into trouble.

He didn't care about anything else and pushed the door open.

"If you don't say anything, I'll come in."

"don't want……"

The voice was very soft, more like a soft murmur or a coquettish whisper.

When Shi Yu entered the room and saw the scene inside, his heart clenched suddenly.

The female insect lay on the ground, her face drained of color, her eyes closed, and she was emitting faint breaths.

His silver hair was already soaked with sweat, as if he had just been pulled out of the water, and he was being tortured by the insects.

Shi Yu walked over quickly, bent down, picked him up, and gently placed him on the bed.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here to help you..."

In a daze, Chris heard the male master's voice. He bit his lip hard, his white teeth stained with bright red blood.

"Chris, don't bite yourself. If it hurts, just yell out. It's not shameful."

Shi Yu couldn't bear it and reached out to stop him from harming himself.

Chris chuckled.

In his memory, everyone told him that he had to endure the pain, no matter how much it hurt.

The powerful ruler said this simply to move him.

Then trample on his pride and enjoy watching him struggle in the mire.

He won't fall for it.