Domestic Lover [Zerg]

Regardless of his struggles, Borencet hugged him tightly, and laughed uncontrollably, obviously feeling the slender male's body stiffen, and was forced to nest in his arms in extreme humiliation.

Now it's half done, it depends on when to log out of Anze's dream.I don’t know what Anze’s definition of freedom is, is it complete freedom?Or just leave the palace?No matter which one, it must be under the nose so that there will be no hidden dangers.

His footsteps were silent, and he moved away from the palace at an extremely fast speed, flying around in the alley, trying his best not to attract the attention of insects.

A black figure suddenly bumped into Boren Sett's back shoulder from behind faster!

Borencet snorted, and instead sped up towards a darker place. The black shadow was chasing after him, his heart was beating faster and faster, and a loud noise exploded from behind: "Boom!!!!"

An empty barrel grazed Borenset's shoulder.

He didn't check for a while and was confused, turned into a dead alley next to him, and was smashed by a wooden barrel when he gritted his teeth and climbed up the wall. lamp.

Tsk, it's all because his real body is not good at exercising because he was soaked in the laboratory. He was successfully attacked at this time, and he made such a loud noise. He must have been noticed by the rebels.

Borencet landed on his back. He protected the male worm in his arms, quickly rolled over and adjusted his body, clenched his palms tightly, ignoring the pain on his body, and looked at the black figure vigilantly.

It's Udall.

The black shadow approached slowly, and Borenset took a step back holding the male insect.

He walked out of the shadow of the alley, his uniform and snow-white bow tie were still neat, but his face was covered with a layer of coldness that he had never seen before.

Udall: "Put him down."

Soon there were rustling footsteps around.

The next day was the palace change. Every rebel army maintained the highest vigilance. When they heard the loud noise, they rushed to the source of the sound in a light sleep state. Pamish with dark circles came with him... …Coincidentally, not far from the dead alley where they are located is Pamish’s underground contact point. It’s midnight, and Pamish is still dealing with official business.

The form is directly complicated, one is the rebel rope, the other is the king, and the other is the rebel army.

The team led by Pamish was not too big, only a few dozen army females. They surrounded the three worms and kept the smallest movement. He looked at the two players in astonishment, wondering if he stayed up too late dazzled.

He rubbed his eyes, but still found that the two sides were still confronting each other. Some worms in the rebel army had already recognized the pair of snow-white wings, and the anger bursting out of their eyes wished they could go forward and kill them quickly. They were anxiously waiting for orders, and they were a little restless.

Pamish: "...You guys, what's the situation. Borenset, it will end tomorrow, so you don't have to be so impatient tonight..."

Having said that, he paused for a moment, and suddenly lost his color: "You won't let him go, will you?"

Bolenset sneered: "I didn't say that I was on the same front as you. I still didn't listen to yesterday's advice, so I had to do it myself."

Then he lowered his head, lifting Shiratori's back so that he was exposed in front of everyone, revealing a pair of fiery eyes, biting his lips tightly, as if he had been bullied.

His voice softened: "Look, how dangerous your situation is, only I am the most reliable. They all want to imprison you, hurt you, even the army is hiding in the city, if you are in the palace tomorrow If you get caught, what happens, do you know?"

Pamish approached, followed by two tall guards. He looked at Anze with a complicated expression, and his tone was not very good: "We won't do anything to you. There is a ceremony to be held tomorrow, and I'm afraid if I run out now No, your subjects respectfully send His Majesty back to the palace."

Udel immediately stepped forward to separate the white bird from Pamish, who looked strange, and glanced at Pamish with a protective gesture.Pamish was stunned by his brother's shocking transformation, and saw him calling out in a low voice: "Your Majesty."

Shiratori's complexion became more and more gloomy after being arranged by them one after another, her exquisite face was full of anger: "Let go of me, you traitors!"

There is no chance.

Bo Rensett weighed it, and put Anze down.Shiratori's legs are almost as transparent as glass, hard, fragile and cold, and the stinging pain spreads densely on the legs. Anze is struggling to support the wall, and Udel on one side wants to help, but his hands are avoided.

Pamish has never seen Udel in Anze's dream.

He knew Udel's identity, but never in his dreams would he have imagined that the always unsmiling bug of Gaoling would be so protective of Anze, with a posture of protecting the chick.So he just watched in a daze, with a terrified look on his face.

"……elder brother?"

Borencet lip-synced Pamish a few times, signaling him not to show any clues in front of Anze.

Udall never looked away from Anze.But here, he is very vulnerable.Pamish is a rebel with a large number of people, and now he can only listen to his arrangements.

Pamish opened his mouth, but still couldn't understand Udall's mind, so he didn't say anything.He repeated: "Respectfully send Your Majesty back to the palace."

...The army females around approached, and Udel stood in front of Shiratori, helped and picked up the unsteady king, and was forced to send him back to the palace.

……

It's hard to come out.

Shiratori's entire shoulders were trembling, despair choked his throat again, his breathing was dull and difficult, he couldn't walk, he could only be hugged by Udall, and was sent back to the cage again.

It's hard to get out.

The hope that was finally grasped was crushed again. This feeling is undoubtedly extremely painful.He could hardly control his body's reaction, trembling constantly.

He knew exactly what would happen to him on the third day.

Compared with this group of confident players, he was more frightened and nauseated when his fate was manipulated time and time again.

Why, why never get out?

**

In the data space, Trosh's heart was tightly clenched, trembling with pain.He stared at the curled up white figure, feeling puzzled for the first time.

Why do you have to go to this point, sprinkle salt on the wound over and over again, and seek warmth in the iron cage.

It was just because he plunged into it when he saw a little light at the beginning, but behind the light was a deeper and more filthy darkness, and he couldn't escape.

Trosh was eager to be inside the event.

But no, this is Anze's request.

No matter how many times you give them a chance, they will still imprison you, betray you, and deceive you.

Don't understand yet?