The Zerg's Rebellious Male is Bai Yueguang

"boom!"

The living room door was kicked open.

The male insect, who was sitting with his legs crossed and drinking tea elegantly, frowned and looked at him, clenching the whip in his hand.

After seeing the orange-haired man, the male insect straightened his body and fell back onto the sofa.

The redness around the orange-haired male's eyes was very obvious, but unlike his previous anger and hatred, his expression at this moment could be described as calm.

He waved his hand to let the female servant wait outside the door, locked all the insects outside, walked in slowly, and then stopped a few steps away from the male insect in front of him.

There were only the two of them in the living room.

Fuwasha opened his lips and said in a hoarse voice: "Flanmaiba, you are still as disgusting as ever."

The insect called Franmaiba narrowed his deep orange eyes, with obvious dark circles under his eyes, making his expression look a little sinister.

Flammable raised one corner of his mouth and said as if it was nothing. "My dear Froissart, I haven't offended you recently. You should change your habit of swearing. It's so ungraceful."

Froissart didn't respond to him and ignored the sting in his words: "Don't you think you are pretending?"

"Telling the bugs everywhere how rude and cruel I am and how I mistreat the female bugs."

"In fact, the number of bugs that have died in your hands is older than your age. At least I have never killed any bugs with my own hands."

"You don't think that other bugs' respect for you comes from admiration for you, do you?"

Froissart sneered: "How can you be so stupid? Can't you see that the other bug is afraid of you?"

He looked at Franmaiba's increasingly ugly face, and was a little surprised. He couldn't help but applaud and said: "Look, your face now is not elegant at all!"

"You actually hate me, don't you? Huh?"

He leaned forward slightly, looking directly into those deep orange eyes: "We look so similar, but why are there so many more female insects chasing after me than you?"

"Is it because you are lower in rank than me? You are older than me? Or is it..."

He narrowed his eyes and smiled with sharp teeth: "You are more disgusting to insects than me?"

Franmaba was silent.

He gently placed the teacup in his hand on the table.

Suddenly, he smiled and said gently: "Maybe, you are still young, I won't bother with you."

"It's just that, when it comes to being annoying, I'm not as good as you."

Franmaiba sighed, seeming to be in distress: "Who has provoked you again? You get angry at me as soon as you come back."

Froissart's malicious look slightly withdrew.

He was really disgusted.

The orange-haired male insect imitated his tone and whispered softly: "Of course not, I just simply want to cause trouble for you."

"Your attitude of being a loving and tolerant parent is so fake, you disgusting creature."

Froissart straightened up and rubbed his eyes.

He said calmly: "Because of you, I was misunderstood again."

"If killing male insects was not illegal, you would have died a thousand times over."

Franmaba shook his head and began to hit his knees with the whip in his hand.

Fuirosha lowered his eyes and glanced at me, then smiled without any emotion: "Look, you are already impatient but you still have to hold back from attacking me. It really makes things difficult for you."

"You know exactly what you did."

Froissart had lost his patience. He felt so sick that his eyes hurt when he saw Flammable.

The orange-haired male insect glanced at him before turning around and said coldly: "Even if you are my elder brother by blood, I still have a way to make you pay the price. This is the last time I warn you, don't mess with me again."

"Don't think your little tricks are unknown to the bugs. Be careful not to play with fire and get burned."

"If you really die, I will happily send you off with gongs and drums."

Half an hour after Froissart had gone, Flammable was still sitting there.

The servants thought that Flammable had become accustomed to Froissart's occasional trouble-making behavior, so they quietly breathed a sigh of relief and started to do their own things.

Suddenly, Franmaiba threw all the things on the table to the ground one by one. The broken pieces scratched the servant insect nearby. The servant insect didn't even dare to scream and quickly retreated.

The table was also thrown hard to the ground with a dull thud, and its legs were broken into two pieces.

The dark orange-haired male insect was breathing heavily, his chest heaving violently, and the whip in his hand was gripped so tightly that it began to tremble.

The servant who was covering his wound had an ominous premonition in his heart.

Flammable suddenly raised his head and looked at him.

When Pu Chong saw his expression, his face suddenly turned pale.

The next second, there was a sudden sound of breaking air, and the slender whip with barbs hit the servant insect hard.

"Ugh!!!"

The servant cried out in pain, then quickly covered his mouth and endured the torture of being whipped.

Franmaiba tilted his head, his eyes widened, almost popping out of his sockets, and his tone was soft and strange: "Why don't you scream? Don't I love you? Why don't you scream?"

He put away his superficial gentleness and roared ferociously: "Scream! Why don't you scream?!"

The whip was raised high and then dropped quickly, and every time it was swung, it brought up blood mist and flesh residue.

The servant was kneeling on the ground, too weak to cover his lips. He could not even groan in pain, only a hoarse "ho ho" sound came from his throat.

The only sounds in the living room were the breaking of air, the dull thud of flesh being whipped, and the barely perceptible humming of the servants.

Finally, Franmaba got tired.

He threw the whip away without a drop of blood on his hands. He looked at the insects on the ground, not knowing whether they were dead or alive, and sighed: "Ah, I'm sorry, dear. I didn't mean to be so angry. It's just that Froissart is so annoying that I can't help it."

He returned to his gentle attitude: "Honey, you can understand me, right?"

"Oh, that's really rude. How can you lie on the ground like this?"

The male insect turned around and said indifferently to the person outside the door: "Carry him away."

Soon, a bug came in with its head down. It didn't even look at Franmaiba. It gently helped the unconscious servant bug up and quickly left the living room.

Flammable didn't notice these little details; he was moved by his own kindness.

The male insect stroked the side of his face and sighed, "Look, I apologized. I am so elegant!"

"What right do you, a vulgar worm, have to slander me?"

He glanced at the bloodstains on the ground and frowned: "Ah, the carpet is dirty again."

He called over his newly recruited servant insect: "Come, dear, please help me deal with this place."

The little servant insect's face turned pale, and he managed to remain calm: "Yes, sir."

Franmaiba glanced at him and raised his eyebrows slightly.

His tone was somewhat excited, as if he had discovered a new world: "Oh, little cutie, the color of your eyes is so beautiful."

The little servant bug couldn't help but tremble in his hand holding the broom.

Franmaiba didn't seem to notice and was still exclaiming: "Look at the blue and gold gradient, it's so beautiful!"

"The color of your wings is as beautiful as your eyes, right?"

The little servant insect lowered his head tightly, not daring to let the male insect see the tears in his eyes.

What should I do?

What should I do?

He was so scared, so scared, so scared, so scared, so scared, so scared, so scared, so scared, so scared, so scared—————

Who will save him!!!

God of Insects! Please save him!

Suddenly, a hand was placed on his waist.

Franmaiba's voice rang softly beside his ear: "Dear, come and stay with me tonight."

"I know this is a blessing for you, but there's no need to get so excited."

He patted her slender waist and said in an unclear tone: "Look, she is shaking with excitement."

The carpet began to get wet little by little, blending into the bloodstains and becoming one with them.

*

Fei Yi was signing a document when he suddenly felt a panic attack.

The handwriting was a little crooked and the ink dripped onto the paper.

He frowned, put that one into the shredder, picked up another one, signed it, and put it in a file bag beside him.

Yuanyuan pouted and sat aside playing with her fingers.

Fei Yi took the time to look at him and said gently, "Be good, there's really nothing to do here, go and play."

The pink-haired, red-eyed female insect flattened her mouth even more.

He is young and looks cute, and this expression makes him extremely cute.

He muttered, "What fun is there for a bug like me to slack off during work hours?"

He had become a little complacent due to Fei Yi's gentle attitude during this period, and started to speak in a rather impolite manner.

Fei Yi kept his eyes on the document, carefully searching for mistakes and loopholes, without even looking up: "Well, can you ask the assistant to bring me a glass of water?"

Yuanyuan stood up quickly, agreed happily, turned around and skipped to the tea room.

As soon as she left Fei Yi's sight, Yuanyuan saw her colleague squatting outside the office. She sneered and kicked Chong, knocking him over.

The colleague didn't dare to say anything, so he could only get up and follow Yuanyuan. When they got to the tea room, he immediately grabbed his neck and said, "You little bastard, do you want to die?! Why did you kick me?"

Yuanyuan was too lazy to argue with him, so she dragged her colleague to the disinfection cabinet to get a cup and took the water indifferently: "You idiot, you're not afraid of being photographed and posted online just because you're squatting outside, you're like a pervert."

The colleague snorted heavily: "You don't like to go out. We are not like you. We can see each other every day except on weekends. Can't we take a few more glances?"

Yuanyuan nodded: "Okay, you are awesome."

He slapped his colleague away and said, "Get lost, I have to go back to bring water to you, don't get in my way."

Yuanyuan walked away gracefully, leaving his colleagues staring at his back.

Fei Yi saw the assistant coming back with water, stretched himself, and his collar tilted: "Okay, it's time to rest, Yuanyuan, just relax and do your fishing."

Yuanyuan glanced sharply at the red plum blossoms faintly visible on the white snow, and an obvious desire to possess him came over him. He increased the strength in his hands, and even the water cup shook.

Fei Yi puzzled: "Yuanyuan?" Why is he still in a trance?

Yuanyuan came back to her senses, smiled shyly, put down the water, quickly sat back in her seat, took out her laptop and started typing.

[Ahhhhhhhhhhh my lord! Segavis! The hatred for stealing my husband is irreconcilable!!!]

[What's irritating you, little idiot?]

[How about we team up to assassinate Sagavis!]

[Are you sure that it wasn't Sagavis who killed us, but we who killed Sagavis?]

[Wow wow wow my Excellency (???^???) I also want to work with you. ]

Fei Yi looked at the assistant who was burying his head and shook his head.

Oh, I am still young and at the age where I love to play.

I guess he's complaining to his friends about how boring his job is.

He took a sip of warm water and looked out the window.

It's beginning to fall.