Deyonna

Translator: Deyonna Tip me "You." Ye Er looked even more at a loss, stumbling over his words. "There's no need, uh, to be like this..." He hesitated and fell silent. A flicker of confusion crossed Xi Ze's face as he studied Ye Er's expression for a moment. With some unease, he asked softly, "Male Lord, what's wrong?" "Apron." Ye Er pinched the bridge of his nose and finally found his tongue. "Why are you suddenly wearing an apron?" Xi Ze half understood and looked down at the apron he was wearing, still puzzled. "What's wrong with the apron?" "It just... doesn't seem to fit well." "It doesn't matter." Xi Ze brushed it off, and a hint of a smile appeared in his eyes. "I learned a new dish. Would you like to try it?" At those words, Ye Er slowly shifted his attention away from the apron, and then paused. It felt... very strange. Ci...

Translator: Deyonna Tip me After washing up, the male zerg said goodnight as usual, yawned, and went back to his room to sleep. Before that, he had walked to the corner and plugged in 015, putting it into standby mode. The lights in the living room were off, leaving only a dim blur. Anyone still awake would have noticed that the female zerg was sitting upright on the sofa, not sleeping. An invisible mental power barrier had been raised, shutting out all sound. Xi Ze woke the terminal screen, and after a series of complex operations, a horizontal frame appeared on the floating display. After he entered a string of keys, the small terminal screen instantly connected to another terminal. Xi Ze's golden eyes narrowed slightly, and the cold set of his brows and eyes turned serious as he let out a low laugh. "Good evening, Adjutant Bai." At that moment, the shadows and glories of the past returned to his scarred body, filling it with blo...

Translator: Deyonna Tip me After the subspace jump, Faust formally bade farewell to Marseille and left the Alpha Galaxy centered on the star Alpha, beginning its true interstellar voyage. With this jump completed, Marseille would no longer be able to specifically direct Faust's jump times; Faust would proceed and jump step by step according to the route and jump times set in the ship's internal systems. On the morning of the second day after the jump was completed, Jiang Che, holding a small scraper as he cleaned chewing gum off the floor, heard an announcement. [...Fellow passengers, we are currently crossing the Orion–Cygnus Arm. Please turn your gaze to the right side of the ship. There, you will see the most famous Imperial Galaxy on the Orion–Cygnus Arm—"Haide"...] Jiang Che immediately stood up, threw the small scraper and the scraped-off chewing gum into the trash bin, and searched floor by floor for a usable telescope. ...

Translator: Deyonna Tip me He had noticed very early on that the male zerg had a pair of very beautiful hands. They looked like meticulously tended white jade, from the pale pink nails to the fair, slender fingers to the soft, warm palms, every curve perfect, like a work of art. Unlike military females like him, who worked hard all year round and had calluses all over their hands, the male zerg showed even the slightest bruise clearly on his. The last time his hand got scratched, it had stayed swollen for a whole week. But those same hands had easily seized his throat and his vital spot and reached into his abdomen to stir his soft insides, like a burning blade sinking into butter and slicing effortlessly through thick fat with a sizzle. He watched helplessly as he was cruelly disemboweled, feeling the suffocation of near death. His vision blurred into mottled double images, until warm blood finally splattered out. It was a scene of devastation,...

Translator: Deyonna Tip me After studying the information projected by the terminal several times over, Ye Er confirmed that he had fully grasped it. He turned off the terminal and tossed it aside, then patted the sofa next to him. "Come over." Xi Ze, who had been tending to the plants on the balcony, stiffened. He set aside what he was holding but didn't sit on the sofa as told. Instead, he half knelt in front of the male zerg. The floor was already covered with a thick, soft carpet. The snow-white wool was soft and dense enough to cover the male zerg's fair instep and supportive enough to cushion the wound on his knee. "Come up on the sofa?" Ye Er rubbed Xi Ze's head, which was resting on his knee. "Your leg isn't fully healed yet." But Xi Ze didn't comply. He only raised his golden eyes to look at him, his voice a little strained. "...It'll get dirty." During this time, the male ...