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

Those bright, expectant eyes clearly reflected the female insect's slightly flushed cheeks.

She's getting better and better at being affectionate...

"Husband" is the term of endearment a wife uses for her husband on Earth.

Karandal had already understood the intimacy in the words, but as he became more and more comfortable calling him "Master," he found it particularly difficult to say "Husband" for some reason. It was as if it carried a strange weight and a burning temperature, making it hard for him to maintain his cool and aloof demeanor.

Subconsciously avoiding Shen Yan's expectant gaze, her eyes drifted to the messy ground, her voice so low it was almost a whisper: "...Husband."

"Huh? I didn't hear you clearly."

The male provoked further, his face smirking as he moved even closer, his warm breath brushing against his ear.

His thick, long eyelashes trembled slightly. As if he had finally made up his mind, he forced himself to meet those smiling eyes, raised his voice slightly, and uttered two words that made the insect's ears burn:

"husband--"

A strong sense of shame swept over me, and my toes curled involuntarily. But at the same time, a corner of my heart seemed to be soaked in warm honey, and a strange but undeniable sweetness rose up.

How strange...

"I'm here."

A smile instantly bloomed on his face, as if he had obtained the most precious treasure in the world. The man leaned in and gave his wife a big bite on her hot cheek, making a crisp "smack" sound.

"That sounds so nice! Let's call you that from now on, okay?"

Seeing him trying so hard to please her despite his obvious shame, Shen Yan's heart melted completely.

He never actually liked the title of "powerful ruler".

Calling someone by that name a couple of times can be fun and quite novel, but hearing it too often will always leave you with an indescribable sense of distance.

It symbolizes the deeply ingrained hierarchical order of the Zerg society, placing the beloved female Zerg in a position of needing to look up to and obey.

What he wanted was never a partner's awe and obedience based on social status, but rather an equal touch and harmony between two hearts after all external constraints were removed.

As long as his beloved wife feels more comfortable and happier, he is even willing to put himself in a "subordinate" position, just like the maid outfit he is wearing now. It is not a condescension, but an intimate relationship that breaks down boundaries.

For a relationship to last and be stable, it cannot be one where one party makes endless demands while the other party indulges unconditionally.

It must be admitted that he certainly has a wicked sense of humor, and one could even say he is addicted to teasing Karandal, but all of this is on the premise that he is also willing to put in the same effort.

He's willing to wear a little skirt to please the female insects, and willing to be in a passive position, acting cute and charming. His bottom line is very low; he doesn't discriminate between meat and vegetables as long as he can please his wife.

……

The slight unease that Calander felt at breaking with convention was gradually replaced by warmer, softer emotions.

It is happiness...

"it is good."

Just as he was immersed in this novel and intimate atmosphere, Shen Yan couldn't resist the temptation and started acting up again.

He lifted the ruffles of his maid's skirt, gazing at her with eyes that held both innocence and desire, his voice soft and sweet:

"Lanlan, my wife...would you like to try...the taste of my male servant Yan Yan?"

Who could stand this?!

His heart was struck hard. The male ruler, dressed in an adorable little dress, spoke the most seductive words with the most innocent expression. The strong contrast between his cuteness and his fatal allure made his mind go blank. All his dignity and restraint flew to the winds.

"Honey...you really are..."

She murmured with a sigh, unable to resist reaching out to cup Shen Yan's cheeks, and with unprecedented initiative, tilted her head back and kissed him.

It wasn't the kind of respectful, tentative, and cautious kisses we used to share, but rather a series of solid "smack" kisses filled with love and possessiveness.

Lips, cheeks, tip of nose...

"I love... I love you so much!" he whispered breathlessly between kisses, his blue eyes glistening with tears, overflowing with infatuation and indulgence.

Shen Yan was slightly taken aback at first, then burst into cheerful laughter. He took the initiative and hugged Kalandel's slender waist, deepening the kiss. He tightened his grip, clearly still thinking about the other's over-exploited body.

Laughing and joking, she fell back into the soft bedding, her skirt and hair tangled together, the air filled with the sounds of panting.

The boy's restless hands began to reach under the covers again, but the military terminal on the bedside table vibrated at an inopportune moment, and the screen lit up.

"Wait... there's a message."

Calander breathed slightly and held down the other's unruly hands.

As a general, his professional instincts made it impossible for him to ignore any news.

Shen Yan grumbled in dissatisfaction, but still obediently let go, resting his chin on his wife's shoulder as she watched him unlock the terminal.

A message from the newly appointed adjutant was clearly displayed:

Sender Bug: Lieutenant Eric

Subject: Urgent Report - Samuel

Here is an update on the situation of the detained male insect, Samuel. At approximately 10:17 AM yesterday, the target attempted to escape through the ventilation system from the west side of the correctional facility during a shift change.

During the climb, he accidentally fell from a height of about four meters due to a damaged pipe, suffering severe penetrating injuries to his lower abdomen and genital area from broken metal fragments.

Although she survived after emergency medical treatment, the medical department has confirmed that her reproductive system has suffered irreversible damage and she has permanently lost her fertility.

The Male Protection Association reacted strongly after receiving the notification, expressing serious doubts about the "accidental fall" explanation and has dispatched specialists to intervene.

However, the investigation found that all the surveillance cameras on the west side of the correctional facility malfunctioned collectively due to "unknown technical reasons" at the time of the incident, and the core data storage unit was completely wiped and could not be recovered.

There were no direct eyewitnesses at the scene, and no valid evidence was obtained.

Given the deadlock in the investigation and the lack of evidence, it was ultimately decided to characterize it as an "accident" and pay the Samuel family a large sum of money and resources as compensation. The case will then be closed and will not be pursued further.

[Note]: The association's internal assessment concluded that the male Samuel, having lost its core value, no longer needed maintenance.

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Her eyes quickly scanned the large amount of text on the screen. The female insect's nerves were taut, and her emotions were so suppressed that the knuckles of her fingers gripping the terminal were turning slightly white.

Samuel...

This name is like a cold, etched mark; even though it is forcibly sealed deep in my memory, it has never truly disappeared.

Those moments of abuse and humiliation were the unspeakable shame hidden beneath his calm facade. But now, that scar has been completely eradicated.

In the most thorough and in accordance with that scum's sins.

Almost simultaneously, he recalled the faint smell of blood he had detected on Shen Yan before getting into the car yesterday. And those calm yet undeniable words from before…

"I will make him pay the price."

Shen Yan also saw the message and smiled with great pleasure. Karandel did not speak immediately, but his eyes were filled with extremely complex emotions.

A moment of clarity, a tremendous sense of relief, and a profound sense of security that one only feels after being firmly protected.

He paused for a few seconds before speaking in a voice several decimal places lower than usual, a statement rather than a question:

"...It's you."