Deyonna

"Male Lord…" Xi Ze stood frozen in place, somewhat at a loss and hesitant to open his mouth. Ye Er chuckled and picked up where he had left off. "Yeah, I'm back. Why didn't you make lunch? Do you not eat when I'm not home?" The female zerg seemed to freeze, then silently approached, pulled the towel down from his head, and bent down— He rubbed his damp hair against Ye Er's cheek, his voice low and hoarse with restraint. "Welcome home, Male Lord." "What are you acting cute for? Don't think you can get away with it like this." Ye Er raised an eyebrow slightly, spoiling the serious atmosphere with a laugh, but he had no intention of letting him off the hook. "Explain. Why didn't you cook?" His voice was lazy and carried a hint of fatigue, yet it remained gentle and patient. Having come to understand and accept the female zerg's weak sense of worth, he had learned to communicate calmly. The breath of the female z...

They didn't manage to say much before Xi Ze came back. The female zerg saw the scene in the ward but said nothing. He simply pulled the curtain back and set the thermal container on the bedside table. But Elaine felt an indescribable chill at the back of his neck. After hastily bidding Ye Er farewell, he hurried away, nearly bumping into a military female who was changing shifts at the door. "Are you hungry?" Xi Ze set up a small table on the bed and neatly arranged several layers of thermal containers. The food was a mix of meat and vegetables, mostly dishes the male zerg loved, still steaming hot. Ye Er took the chopsticks the female zerg handed him and felt that the scene seemed oddly familiar, so he asked casually. "Last time I had leg surgery, Male Lord was also like this." Xi Ze opened another thermal container filled with soup, poured a small bowl, and placed it in the male zerg's hand. At this, Ye Er chuckled softly. "Ah, that's quite unfort...

To make his movements easier, Xi Ze fully extended one of his bone wings— It was enormous, almost three to four meters long on one side. The structure was intricate, with no trace of flesh, and it resembled something forged from steel, yet it had the color and quality of jade. Compared to the soft, furry wings of living creatures, it looked exceptionally cold and inorganic. Putting aside its terrifying aspects, it could definitely be regarded as a stunning, exquisite work of art. Xi Ze observed the male zerg's expression out of the corner of his eye, and, seeing that he no longer showed fear, resumed his movements. He quickly wiped down to the tip, where a very thin, almost transparent membrane grew, with winding bluish-green veins clearly visible on it. It was incredibly sensitive, able to detect the slightest wind and dust in the air. On the battlefield, it could be used to determine the movements of enemy troops, making it an invaluable asset. During aerial combat, the membrane ...

The howling wind swirled the spreading smoke, weaving it through the air before him, yet it couldn't disperse the nearly solidified quiet. Two breaths rose and fell. One was heavy and hurried, the other almost silent, yet the confusion and sadness within it were overflowing. "Haa…" With his blurry vision finally focusing, the scenery before him gradually grew clear, and the flowing blood seemed to have solidified on his cheek. Ye Er endured a wave of dizziness and, after a while, weakly raised his eyes to look at the female zerg. Xi Ze stood in a slightly lower part of the ruins, still in a reaching posture as he gazed up at him, the pupils of his golden eyes dilated. Soon after, as if he had realized something, he quickly took a step back, almost stumbling as he moved toward a partially collapsed wall beside him. His bone wings were folded hastily and anxiously, but they couldn't be retracted into their seams for the moment. Thick fresh blood dripped from the torn wo...

Hot. So hot... The scorching heat swept over his entire body, surging all the way to his head as if it were brutally carving out a new world. Even the cold snow couldn't cool it in the slightest. He didn't know how long it took for the heat to gradually subside. Ye Er struggled to open his eyes. His vision was still blurry, and he could barely make out two grappling figures that seemed locked in a stalemate. He hazily glanced at the bloodstains behind the female zerg. The deep red stung his eyes, and he instinctively pressed his lips together, racking his rusty brain for a moment. "...Xi Ze!" He fumbled for the gun on the ground and seized the moment to throw it. Almost simultaneously, the two female zergs shifted their movements and lunged for it. The gun was tossed back and forth between the two female zergs several times, grasped tightly before being knocked away again, followed by more attempts to seize it. After several rounds, it was finally pinned in the middle...

Ye Er's mind was blank. He reached out on instinct to touch Xi Ze's back and felt something warm and clammy on his hand. Fresh blood gushed from under the shirt and ran over his fingers and palm like an unstoppable spring. "...Xi Ze?! Xi..." His voice was hoarse and full of panic as he whispered, trying to press down on the wound, but he couldn't stop the blood. "It's fine." Xi Ze's Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed the metallic sweetness at the root of his tongue. He pulled the male zerg's hand back and pressed it against his chest, hidden in his shadow. The long-lost scent of gunpowder and blood seemed to awaken something. The zerg markings on his body suddenly burned hot, as if they were spreading and growing. He could feel gaps opening faintly on either side of his shoulder blades, as if something inside were trying to break free. The male zerg in his arms seemed very uncomfortable. Even in the dim light, his face was alarmingly pal...