The hero of the Zerg is a spoiled monster

The optical brain and related documents were placed in an orderly manner on the bedside table. It was a distance that he could not cross on his own.

Tang Yu's eyes moved slightly and he saw the wings necklace. His eyes lit up. He waved out his spiritual tentacles, wrapped the necklace and pulled it to his side. He happily jumped on it and hugged it.

——Fortunately, I didn’t lose it, otherwise I would definitely be sad to kiss the female king.

The silver gemstone wedding ring was placed next to the necklace, and Tang Yu simply hooked it over. He lifted it up to the sun. It was such a big circle!

With this size, it was impossible to put it back on his finger, but in his mind, the wedding ring could not be taken off unless the insect was dead. After thinking for a moment, he had an idea and put it directly on his wrist.

The next one to be pulled over was the optical brain.

Tang Yu opened the conversation page with An'erya: "Little rice cake~where have you been? I'm starving to death--"

The voice when she first woke up was unusually soft and lazy, and the stuck words were transmitted to An'erya in real time through the optical brain.

An'erya was conducting a video conference using a desktop optical computer in the study, and the serious faces of powerful military women were reflected on the big screen.

Suddenly, his personal insect light brain made a soft sound.

It happened that this was not the moment where he needed to speak, so An'erya didn't think much and directly clicked on the voice message.

The male insect's charming voice swept the entire audience. An'erya's pupils suddenly dilated, her calmness cracked for a moment, and she hurriedly clicked on mute.

In order to make it easier for everyone to hear the content of the meeting and the reports of all parties, he recently lifted the privacy rights of the optical brain.

A lieutenant general who was reporting on the current situation was unexpectedly interrupted. He looked left and right awkwardly, not knowing whether he should continue speaking.

It was the first time Chongsheng made a mistake at work, and An Erya felt overwhelmed.

In the past, Tang Yu would never deliberately disturb his work, and would even cook for him personally when he was busy. His care for him could be described as meticulous.

Such a male insect is currently so fragile that he cannot finish three meals a day on his own. Although An'erya is distressed and not used to it, she finally feels a little satisfied that she is needed.

An'erya's purple eyes were shining brightly, the whole insect was radiant, her pale skin was flushed with red clouds, and the fatigue from being up all night and participating in high-intensity battles was reduced a little, and she said to the military females as if nothing had happened: "Rest for ten minutes. "

After saying that, he quickly walked out of the study, ignoring other people's reactions.

It was his carelessness. He had taken nutritional supplements after defeating the leader of the leprosy frog yesterday. He was not hungry yet, and he was so busy with work that he made his hero starve. He forgot that Tang Yu was only the size of a palm and needed his careful care.

Since they were sitting on the stage with their brains turned on, the participating military women could still see the scenery of the study room. The workaholic marshal was suddenly called away by the male worm. This gave them a chance, and they were so full of gossip. .

The fact that Tang Yu was infected with the G-type agent was jointly blocked by the Command Section and the Punishment Department. Currently, not many people know the truth.

As a result, the military females used their imaginations one after another——

"Sigh... This is the normal behavior of married military females. No matter what happens, the male must always come first in everything."

"The marshal's male is so powerful. I was lucky enough to see it once. The aura of that high-level male is enough to thrill people from a long distance away. How is it like this in private? He's so hungry without the care of the female monarch. I don't know. Do we still need to be fed by the marshal when we eat?"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, he calls the marshal 'Little Rice Cake'! What kind of new love term is this?"

"Team Leader Tang is no different from other males! At best, he looks a little prettier, has a better personality, and is a bit more clumsy."

"This voice sounds great. I don't know if Team Leader Tang still accepts female attendants——"

"I'm not jealous of the marshal, it's just my natural tone!"

Although they took a ten-minute break, none of the military females were offline. They were discussing Tang Yu enthusiastically, their eyes were shining, they were gearing up, and they were extremely greedy.

Those who said these words were all military women stationed in remote areas, and some of them were not very familiar with An'erya.

Officers like Xiang Fengyu, Baisepin, Chong Ji, Bian Ke, and the First Army all chose to remain silent and reduce their sense of existence in a tacit understanding.

——Don’t these brainless worms know that the video conference is recorded? If the marshal gets the chance one day, they will all be in trouble.

"Ha Qiu—"

Anya yawned as the hero was coveted. He elegantly covered his mouth and nose with a tissue and turned his head.

Tang Yu raised his head and stared at him, but unfortunately he couldn't see clearly: "What's wrong with you, little rice cake?"

Anya said he wouldn't catch a cold, but...why did he sneeze?

Tang Yu sniffed the surrounding air carefully. Apart from the pheromones mixed by the two insects, there was no pungent smell.

"I'm fine." An'erya threw away the tissue and continued to feed Tang Yu with a fruit fork, "Hero, please eat more."

The insect was too small, and the custom-made tableware had not yet been delivered, so An'erya could only cut the meatballs that Yingying had prepared into small pieces and feed them to Tang Yu one by one with the smallest fruit fork.

"Actually, I can eat it by myself." Tang Yu struggled to hold down the food on his fork, feeling like a wild insect eating with a huge spatula. "You don't have enough time, so you finish your own meal first."

This is probably the most bizarre meal that Liang Chong painted.

An'erya sat on the dining chair neatly, elegant and noble, and her every move was very eye-catching and unparalleled in the world.

Tang Yu Chong was on the table, which was no bigger than cutlery and food. Throwing it onto the plate was a plate of male worm snacks, spinning around on the red wine glass, looking a little lively and extremely broken.

——He was really anxious when the insect suddenly became so useless.

"I have time." An'erya's tone was very gentle. Taking care of his beloved insect was a great sense of accomplishment for him, "Master, don't worry about me."

Tang Yu shook his head solemnly, pushed several of An'erya's favorite dishes in front of the military female, snatched the fork from his hand, and said fiercely: "Eat quickly, I have something to ask you after eating."

An'erya was caught off guard and didn't really want to be questioned, but what was supposed to come would eventually come. He sighed: "Master, just ask whatever you want to ask. It's all happened in my last life. I won't make the same mistakes again in this life. I won't." It affects your mood.”

Tang Yuxin said that he was afraid of affecting himself, but An'erya rarely had the desire to talk, so he couldn't bear to refuse, so he smiled and said, "It's not what I want to know, but what you know."

He paused and asked the core question: "How...how did you live in your previous life?"

Judging from An Erya's reaction when she got married, it seemed that he had never participated in the life of a female insect in his previous life. The reason why Tang Yu asked knowingly was because he knew that his female monarch was a liar who reported good news but not bad news, and deliberately deceived him.

"It's okay. But the hero in the previous life didn't come back, so I feel a little lonely." An'erya's expression was calm, and she talked about the painful life like living in hell in an understatement.

"He's not good to you." Tang Yu stated as calmly as possible, but the muteness in his voice still inadvertently exposed his uneasiness.