Who understands? The aloof female ruler always flirts without even realizing it.

Immersed in the tender intimacy of their lips touching, they were almost melting from this unfamiliar affection when an untimely electronic voice abruptly cut into this sweet space:

"Master, there is a message for you on the quantum computer."

The round-headed 001 silently slid closer, completely unaware of what good thing it had ruined, its sensors flashing with regular dim light.

"what!"

All the beauty vanished in an instant.

Shen Yan suddenly bounced backward as if he had been burned, creating an abrupt gap between himself and Kalandel.

In the moment of complete awakening, he was horrified to realize that his hand had unknowingly crossed the line and quietly slipped inside the other person's shirt, his palm pressed against the firm and warm skin on the female insect's waist without any obstruction.

The touch felt like a burning brand, scalding his fingertips until they went numb and he could hardly breathe.

"I...I..."

A surge of blood rushed to his cheeks and quickly burned down to his ears.

Like a thief caught red-handed, he hurriedly pulled his hand back, his eyes darting around, not daring to look at Karandal's expression at that moment.

Oh no! What did he do?!

The layer of ice that had stood between them had just begun to show signs of melting, and this hard-won warmth and tranquility was shattered by his own impatient and shameless actions!

What will Karandal think?

Will you feel that all your previous patience and thoughtfulness were just an act, and that you were actually just a shallow male who only wanted his body?

The thought made him blush with embarrassment, and his toes curled up in awkwardness.

How was he any different from those bastard male insects who treated female insects as playthings, with his lustful behavior just now? The panic and shame brought on by this thought entwined his heart like vines.

"I'm so sorry..."

She uttered the apology almost incoherently, then staggered back to her bedroom as if being chased by a star beast.

With a loud bang, the door slammed shut, completely isolating the outside world.

The living room suddenly fell into a deathly silence, with only the holographic projection's light and shadow silently flowing, reflecting the ambiguous dust in the air that had not yet completely settled.

Stiffly maintaining its original posture, the female insect tilted its head slightly as if still anticipating the next kiss. Its icy blue eyes were unusually filled with blank astonishment and incredulous bewilderment.

...ran away?

And just like that... he ran away without hesitation?

The intense, soft pressure on his lips had not completely subsided, still carrying the unique scent of a male insect. The skin on his waist, touched by the touch, felt as if it had been branded, continuously radiating a restless, burning heat.

Deep within his body, the restlessness ignited by the male's pheromones and bold touch—the pre-heat phase—was like a ferocious beast awakening, roaring and trying to break free of the cage of reason.

He can tell.

The young male from another world wasn't teasing him; he was just... shy.

In those dark eyes that were always filled with the blazing sunlight, what remained in the end was pure panic and helplessness, like a large dog that had accidentally caused trouble and then ran away with its tail between its legs.

A faint sense of disappointment, which he himself did not even notice, quietly crept into his heart.

He even... during that kiss, the instant that warm hand touched the skin of his waist, silently and obediently prepared to receive the favor.

But this is the result.

Deep within his body, the restlessness ignited by the pheromones and bold touch of the male master, the pre-heat phase, roared like a ferocious beast awakening, beneath his taut nerves.

The skin on the side of the waist that had been touched looked as if it had been branded.

He never actively sought anything, nor would he take advantage of desires to seek relief from his master. His long military career had ingrained patience and restraint into his very bones.

So Karandal simply leaned back slightly, sinking deeper into the soft recliner, using this movement to conceal the slight trembling in his body.

Her long legs were crossed, and she quietly hid the hand that Shen Yan had touched, which was now slightly hot, in the shadows behind her.

Close your eyes, and your long, thick eyelashes cast a soft shadow beneath them.

Her fingertips, almost white with restraint, were hidden in the folds of her clothes as she gently stroked them, trying to suppress the raging tide in her blood.

001 was clearly unable to comprehend the disaster it had caused. Its screen flickered a few times before turning back to the female insect, whose breathing was visibly unstable, and asked in bewilderment:

"Husband, what's wrong with you...?"

"...Step back."

Karandal's voice was terribly low and hoarse, as if suppressing a volcano about to erupt. The restlessness and unquestionable tone contained within it made the air freeze.

001's crisis management procedures were immediately activated. It keenly detected that the insect was in an extremely dangerous state at the moment, instantly fell silent, turned around smoothly, and quietly withdrew from the scene at the fastest speed.

A suffocating silence descended once more, with only Calander's own slightly rapid breathing, which he couldn't quite control, echoing in the corner.

She slowly raised her other trembling hand, pressed the back of her hand against her still burning forehead, closed her eyes tightly, and her long, thick eyelashes trembled violently like butterfly wings in the wind.

Shen Yan...

Silently, I chewed over the name in my heart, a mixture of unfulfilled anger and a surge of...

The profound sense of loss he absolutely refused to acknowledge.

……

At the same time, Shen Yan buried his burning cheeks deep into the cold pillow, letting out a series of muffled, desperate moans.

"What an incurable idiot! All the trust we'd worked so hard to build is gone!"

He prayed frantically that time could turn back, back to before that damned 001 appeared...

Then I braked in time.

At least they could have left with some dignity, instead of looking like this now, a complete scoundrel who had ulterior motives and fled in disgrace.

Little did he know that his impulsive escape was an incredibly cruel torment and torture for the queen, who was already nearing the peak of her passion and whose body and soul were on the verge of arousal.

She wrapped herself in the soft blanket, letting out a few muffled, frustrated whimpers, and kicked her legs haphazardly a couple of times.

"Ahhhhh—"

She let out a silent scream, her toes curled up awkwardly, and her whole body went numb as if she had been electrocuted.

Having zero romantic experience in both his lives, he didn't know how to handle this unexpected situation. How could he just make a move like that? He had only wanted to gradually ask for a kiss.

What will Callandall think of him?

Suddenly, he recalled the message 001 had mentioned when he interrupted them.

Yes, a message!

He peeked out from under the covers, his dark hair sticking up in a messy, frizzy manner, his cheeks flushed. He needed to find something to do, so he frantically turned on his personal terminal.

A beautifully crafted electronic invitation popped up, announcing a banquet jointly hosted by the noble sons and nobles of the Imperial Capital Star.

Given his status, it's not surprising that he received such an invitation.