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

When Jun Ming pushed open the door, he saw Atal kneeling on the bed with one leg on the ground and the other leg on the floor, folding his blanket against the edge of the bed.

The oversized hoodie completely covered her pert bottom, and the loose trousers exuded a relaxed vibe.

Through the hair clipped up on one side, you can see two straps hanging down from Atal's chest, swaying back and forth with Atal's movements.

Junming put his index finger to his lips to stop Dundun from speaking, then leaned quietly against the door frame, watching Atar make his bed.

Seemingly because he was too tense, Atal did not hear Jun Ming open the bedroom door and remained absorbed in his own actions.

Atar tidied up very quickly, even folding the blankets into neat, square blocks with sharp edges.

It takes real skill to fold such a soft blanket into sharp corners.

Jun Ming rubbed his forehead.

As a staunch non-make-the-bed party member, Junming really doesn't understand why you should make the bed at all. If you want to use it at night, you just have to take it apart anyway, right? So why bother?

Although he didn't understand, Jun Ming still didn't interrupt Atar.

After making the bed, she watched as Atal went straight to the wardrobe and picked out a hoodie and loose trousers that were similar in style to what he was wearing.

After arranging the clothes, I laid them out on the bed, waiting for Junming to come back and change.

After finishing all that, Atal was about to sit on the edge of the bed and space out for a while when he turned his head and saw Jun Ming leaning against the door frame.

Judging from his posture, Jun Ming must have been standing there watching for a long time.

Atal hadn't even fully sat up on the bed when he immediately sprang to his feet.

"My lord, what brings you here?"

It seemed that it had realized this was the male insect's room and felt that what it said was inappropriate.

"Well......"

"I mean, my lord..."

Before Atal could finish speaking, Jun Ming strode forward, put his arm around Atal, and with a slight pull, fell Atal onto the bed.

Atal lay face up on the bed, with Jun Ming half-lying on top of Atal, half-lying on the bed.

"The bad bugs have all been driven away."

"Atar, don't be afraid."

Jun Ming nuzzled against Atal's shoulder, muttering to himself.

"If the Xiongbao Association bullies you again next time, you must come to me immediately. You are now a worm with a male master, and you can't let other worms bully you so easily."

Atal was still a little taken aback.

Junming's meaning... Xiongbao Society did not pursue the fact that he was not wearing the suppression ring, nor did they pull open his clothes to look at his insect pattern, nor did they take him away and send him for secondary training because of his many shortcomings.

All of this is thanks to the male insect on my body.

It seems that tossing and turning last night was completely useless.

In a place Atar never considered, the male insect had shielded him from all malice.

Just like the daisy protected in his spiritual sea, the male insect is also protecting him.

Things that had been overlooked became clear one by one.

Junming indulged him time and time again; he told him directly time and time again, "I like you"...

Atal had initially thought those were just sweet talk and tricks to deceive female insects. But upon closer reflection, what else could he possibly be fooled about?

property?

As a female servant, it is the law to provide all the money and offerings to the male master. Even if Jun Ming doesn't ask, he is still required to do so.

Power and status?

Atal's rank of general was earned through military merit and wounds. He had no family background, only an ordinary, unremarkable father and daughter.

His body?

If Junming wanted a 100% match, he only needed a tiny bit of pheromones to make Atal lose all his reason and offer himself up.

But Jun Ming didn't.

He wouldn't even stoop to doing something as simple as using pheromones to control female insects.

Atar listened to Jun Ming's grumbling instructions and felt the weight of the male insect pressing down on his body, feeling incredibly at ease.

This is his powerful lord...

I believed you when you said you liked me.

Atal reacted to Jun Ming's actions for the first time, reaching out a hand through Jun Ming's lower abdomen and wrapping it around Jun Ming's waist.

Please love me a little more before you turn bad.

"I understand, my lord."

I am willing to offer my utmost loyalty.

"Next time a male insect bullies me, I'll come to you first. I'm... an insect with a male master."

Can you be someone I can rely on?

Jun Ming was just trying to give Atar a sense of security by muttering to him, telling him not to panic.

I never expected Atal to undergo such a surprising change.

Jun Ming could clearly sense that Atar's attitude had softened; he no longer regarded him as a high and mighty "lord," and his attitude was no longer distant.

It's like a cold, hard, thick ice surface breaking from the inside, creating a deep crack. Although it won't affect the entire ice surface for the time being, it's the beginning of breaking the ice.

Jun Ming silently pressed himself against Atar, the corners of his mouth remaining turned up in a smile that he couldn't shake.

"So sleepy..."

Jun Ming reached out and pulled the blanket that Atal had just folded, and with a tremor of his hand, covered both him and Atal with the blanket.

He remained lying on top of Atar, with one leg between Atar's legs.

"Atal, stay with me for another half hour of sleep, then we'll get up and have breakfast."

The muffled sound traveled through the blanket to Atal's ears, as soft and sweet as the "goodnight" Jun Ming had said to him for the first time through the quantum computer.

Atar dared not move, for fear of disturbing Junming's rest.

The strong, powerful heartbeat could be heard clearly even through the blanket.

The unspoken words were completely conveyed by the sound of my heartbeat.

Jun Ming wasn't really sleepy; after entangled with Wabuluo, the vice president of the Xiongbao Association, for so long, his drowsiness had long since dissipated.

He just wanted a little more of this warmth now, since his Atal had finally mustered the courage to give him a response, and Jun wanted it to last a little longer.

The blanket is like a barrier.

When Junming was a baby, the roars and tearing sounds of wild beasts were terrifying. Because of his experience of frantically trying to escape while still in an egg, Junming trembled with fear upon hearing these sounds.

At this time, the forest ranger would often wrap little Junming in a blanket and tell him that as long as he was under the blanket, he wouldn't be discovered by wild beasts.

A quilt, though only a thin layer, can keep out all the terrible things.

When he was little, there was only Junming in the blanket. The forest ranger wouldn't crawl into the blanket, but he would hug the blanket and hug Junming, who was wrapped inside.

And now, there's another insect in Junming's blanket.

There's one more: the insect that Junming likes.