The gentle, sickly beauty is a cold and aloof general.

The pheromones and markings of the female insect cause fluctuations in the male insect's mental energy.

Looking at Atal's smooth nape and insect-like markings, Jun Ming felt his mouth go dry, once again confirming that the records were correct.

I felt my mental energy was about to break free and escape uncontrollably.

He wanted to completely surround Atal with his mental power, and wanted Atal to be imbued with the scent of his pheromones.

......

No, that would scare Atal.

Junming's reason and desire were clashing, and he was struggling to endure it.

Finally, unable to resist any longer, and unable to do anything else, Jun Ming leaned down slightly and kissed the tip of the insect pattern. The touch was very light, the time was very short, and he left immediately.

Atal had his back to Junming and was facing the mirror, which was covered in moisture. He couldn't see clearly and thought Junming was still fixing his hair.

As a result, I felt a strange sensation coming from the tip of my insect-patterned skin, and I couldn't tell if it was my hand or something else.

Soft and warm.

The scent of the male insect made Atar tremble.

Even the most sensitive areas, like those with insect-like patterns, were so easily conquered, and I couldn't help but succumb to them.

"...a mighty ruler."

He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but no sound came out, and he could only repeat the address helplessly.

"Please call me by my name."

Jun Ming was holding it in so hard that his voice became low and somber.

When the sound reached Atar's ears, it was just like what the male insect had seen in the box that night—gloomy yet carrying an undeniable and powerful connotation.

Although it was a request, the tone of his voice didn't allow Atal to say no.

"Jun... Jun Ming."

Atal called out in a trembling voice what Jun Xiang wanted to hear.

"Good boy/girl."

Jun Ming sighed in relief.

The bathroom was already quite hot; if we stayed any longer, something uncontrollable might happen.

Junming didn't want Atal's attitude, which had just softened and become more intimate, to turn cold and distant again.

"Let's go."

Jun Ming left the bathroom first, walked quickly to the bedside, and gulped down a mouthful of cold water.

He was secretly annoyed. How could his self-control, which he was so proud of, become so vulnerable in front of Atar?

Atar stood in front of the mirror, which was fogged up, making it difficult to see clearly.

Atal reached out and wiped his face, revealing half of his face. The redness and moisture in the corners of his eyes told him that he was not as calm as he had imagined.

Jun Ming's every move and word attracted his attention.

He seems to have... fallen for this mysterious male insect.

Even knowing he has many secrets; even knowing that he cannot find a matching gene in the empire's gene pool and that his origins are unknown.

It has nothing to do with anything else, it's simply because he is who he is.

After calming down, fearing that the male insect might notice something, she hurriedly went out as well.

Jun Ming stood by the window, moonlight streaming through the cracks onto his shoulders, as if he might open the window and leave at any moment.

"A mighty ruler."

Atal couldn't help but call out.

Jun Ming snapped out of his daze and smiled at Atal, which brought some warmth to the surroundings.

"Atal is ready, may we begin?"

Jun Ming didn't plan to sit properly on the edge of the bed this time. He was going to do something big in Atal's mental sea tonight, and it probably wouldn't be short, so he needed to find a more comfortable position.

Jun Ming took off his shoes, got into bed, leaned against the headboard, and looked at Atar.

"Is Atal still sitting by the bed?"

Jun Ming asked with an innocent look on his face.

"Just sit on the edge of the bed."

Atal quickly expressed his opinion.

Yesterday, I only let Jun Ming's spiritual power enter my spiritual sea, and it made me lose my composure.

If they had been any closer today, Atal couldn't guarantee what might have happened. Until things spiraled out of control, Atal preferred to maintain the status quo for now.

Jun Ming did not insist, and watched Atar sit by the bed.

"Let's begin."

As Jun Ming spoke, he reached out and grabbed Atar's wrist.

"Get used to it."

explained.

Then he slowly released his spiritual power, just like last night, and slowly surrounded Atar from all directions.

The spiritual energy, like silk threads, slowly wrapped around the calf, gradually moving upwards until it reached the spot where the small mole was, where it caressed it with affection.

Atal hadn't noticed the mole on his leg, but he felt that Jun Ming's mental energy was a bit strange tonight, lingering for a long time on a certain spot on the inside of his right leg.

It inexplicably stirred a shiver in my heart.

The swirling spiritual energy behind him deliberately avoided the slightly hot insect patterns, which were taboo for Jun Ming at the moment.

Once touched, it's like opening Pandora's box; desires and possessive impulses will uncontrollably surface.

Using his mental power, he pinched Atar's bright red earlobe, watching it tremble slightly with its owner's movement, before finally letting go of it.

Once Atal had adapted, Jun Ming controlled his mental power to prepare to enter Atal's mental sea.

"Atar, relax."

I sensed that Atal's mental state was still somewhat resistant, but it was much better than yesterday.

"Don't be afraid, didn't it work very well yesterday?"

While controlling his mental energy to split into several streams and enter in batches, Jun Ming comforted Atar with words, trying to get Atar to open a wider opening.

"Good boy/girl."

This title was like some kind of special code, and Jun Ming sensed that Atal had lowered his guard a bit.

The spiritual sea opened a wider opening, although it was not completely open to Jun Ming, it no longer refused to allow more of Jun Ming's spiritual power to enter.

Although the opening isn't large, at least it's not closed, so you can keep going in.

That's quite a breakthrough.

Within the realm of the spirit, the storm rages on, leaving a scene of utter devastation.

However, the daisies that were protected still bloomed vigorously under the protection of Jun Ming's spiritual energy membrane.

Jun Ming controlled his spiritual power, channeling it into Atar's spiritual sea in waves, where it gathered and condensed, gradually growing stronger.

Atal's spiritual power emerged from under the daisy again, sensing the familiar aura, and entwined around it once more.

Jun Ming diverted a small portion of his spiritual power to soothe Atar's desperately needy spiritual power, while the rest continued to coalesce.

To stop the destructive storm, you have to break through the thick clouds.

Jun Ming's goal today is to disperse those clouds.

As his spiritual power gradually solidified, Jun Ming's spiritual power within Atal's spiritual sea became increasingly considerable.

Seemingly sensing a threat, the storm within Atal's mental sea intensified, as if trying to label Jun Ming's mental power as an intruder.

Atal's mental energy seemed to sense what Jun Ming was about to do, and it worriedly rubbed against Jun Ming's mental energy, being surrounded and comforted by Jun Ming's mental energy.

The daisies swayed in the wind, as if they were waving flags and cheering each other on.