Congratulations to the lazy worm for being a father [Zerg]

The agreed rotation time was in vain. Sugar slept soundly all night under the infinite pampering of Victor. When he woke up, he found that his good roommate had been staring at him all night alone. It was both sweet and distressing. , ordered him to sleep in a nagging tone.

"It's daytime now." Victor looked out the window, and Hughera closed the curtains and turned around to feed on a hungry tiger, "violently" throwing down Victor who was trying to get up, "Sleep."

"Just had a full meal." Victor was helpless, Xio forced him a lot of food in the morning, and his stomach was full.

"Sleep!" Sugar didn't care about this. Michelle came to change shifts at eleven o'clock, and he and Victor left. Sleeping in the car seat is not as comfortable as a bed. Besides, he has to go to the bar to keep an eye on him at night, and he may have to stay up all night.

"I... um..." Victor was just about to say that it's okay for him to stay up for two or three days, but Sugar kissed him suddenly, and the frenzied bites washed over his senses like a wave.

The hotel room is not like a campsite, it is privately sealed and dimly lit, so there is no need to worry about being seen by insects, Sugar put aside his scruples and kissed recklessly.

It must be admitted that Sugar's ability to learn is unquestionable in every aspect, and the storm-like surprise kiss did not change from fiery to gentle until Victor caught his own temperature and completely relaxed his body.

"Are you sleeping or not?" Sugar's voice was hoarse, and his soft and waxy voice sounded as moist as rain, lingering and sentimental, but his eyes were full of aggression.

If the good roommate doesn't sleep, he really can't help it, the nature of male insects is driving him crazily to plunder Victor's worm pattern source.

The strong emotions welling up in the depths of the black eyes were like a huge vortex, almost swallowing Victor, and he belatedly realized that Xio wanted him too.

It's a pity that the time and place are wrong, otherwise Victor would definitely make his little roommate regret flirting with him. (?)

"Sleep." He closed his eyes resolutely, half of his face retracted into the quilt.

There is no fixed rest time for special tasks, so Victor has developed the ability to fall asleep immediately anytime, anywhere. After all, he needs to stay awake most of the time.

The lover was no longer stubborn, and Sugar finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Unlike the last time in the library, the quilt covered half of Victor's face, and Sugar still couldn't get enough of it, and even felt that his good roommate, who had lost his indifference in front of him and fell asleep peacefully, was very tempting.

If only I could open my eyes every day...

oops--

Thinking of all kinds of indescribable nights ♂ in front of him when he opened his eyes, the wild wolf that was so full of momentum just now and bared its fangs suddenly turned into a shy little plush rabbit.

At noon, Michelle took over and saw that Sugar was listless, thinking that he was drained again, so while Victor was not paying attention, Michelle approached mysteriously and whispered: "It's okay, I will take you to the gym after this mission is over, and then I will teach you how to do it." Trick, I will cover you every night..."

"Hugh, let's go."

Victor interrupted Michelle's words, Sugar was startled, and hurriedly picked up the pillow and paste it on Michelle's face as if he had been caught doing something wrong, then turned and ran away.

Tracking is a boring job. If the target remains still for a long time, it is inevitable that the spirit will be distracted. For example, Sugar fell asleep leaning on the glass within two hours, and he was woken up by Victor after the sunset.

"You drive to keep up with Rhett, don't let him out of sight, I'll ask the neighbors if anyone has seen Kent, be careful yourself, get out immediately if you think something is wrong."

"You too." Sugar nodded cautiously and drove away alone.

Three and 10 minutes later the two worms met in a bar.

The older lover disapproved of the little lover who came to the bar for entertainment privately, his brows were frowned and his face was indifferent, the little lover took his hand and shook it to please him, and finally let go of the past, and sat down to have dinner together.

When the episode came to an end, most of the insects they saw smiled knowingly and looked away, except for one.

Victor was discussing in a low voice with Sugar how to find Kent, when his side sank suddenly, and immediately a soft and boneless hand touched his knee.

"Don't be nervous~" The master bug in the hand smiled sweetly, with a neutral voice that even Sugar couldn't help but look sideways.

"Sorry, I have a partner." Victor regarded the other party as an ordinary striker, glanced at him lightly, and politely refused.

"No, you didn't understand what I meant." The unique southern ending in the visitor's tone, like a glass of red wine that has just woken up, smoked but not drunk, the unique softness and maturity of males are perfectly interpreted in the voice .

His body was getting closer, he raised the corners of his lips, and slowly approached Victor's ear, saying each word: "I've been paying attention to you for a long time, since yesterday..."

Before he finished speaking, Sugar straddled Victor's lap with his thin legs. If the nameless worm hadn't retracted his left hand quickly, he might have been crushed.

Huge rudely brushed away the nameless worm lying on his good roommate's shoulder who seemed to be stealing kisses on the ends of his hair and taking several mouthfuls of shampoo fragrance, and squinted his eyes.

"He has a partner, please leave." Sugar puffed his face when he spoke, raised his chin arrogantly, locked on the other's black eyes with flames flickering, and swept away his laziness and willfulness, like a cat that found a mouse in its territory, sticking out its paws to hide ready to go.

The nameless worm thought that Huge was a male worm, but when he approached, he found that he had no mental fluctuations. He couldn't help being startled, and then contacted the target who had just struck up a conversation with his indifferent appearance, and suddenly realized.

It's not uncommon for two females to be together. It's not bad to capture a pair of lovers at the same time during the long night. He smiled charmingly at Sugar: "If you are willing to join, I welcome it very much."

As soon as this remark came out, Victor, who had been patient before, couldn't sit still. He held Sugar with one hand and pulled it behind him while letting go of his aura. He frowned and asked, "Who the hell are you?"

Victor didn't smell anything unusual before, and only regarded him as a bar-hunting flower bug, but just now he looked charming, but in fact his trained smile triggered a sensitive alarm.

"I'm the boss here." It's not fun to be noticed, so the nameless worm simply revealed his identity and expressed his intentions, "You are following Reid because you want to find Kent."

Huge raised his eyebrows. He felt that his acting skills were pretty good and he didn't show off.

Victor remained calm on the surface, guessing in his mind who the bar owner was serving, and at the same time calculating how many forces were targeting Kent.

"This is not a place to talk, come with me." The bar owner Shi Shiran stood up, and Huger jumped off the sofa nimbly, standing between Victor and the bar owner, casting a look of hatred at his good roommate .

Victor didn't know why, and asked with his eyes, Sugar was exhausted physically and mentally, and wanted to grab Victor and shout: Naive, so naive, can you be more considerate, not all males are as honest and responsible as me!

Look at his attire, the see-through vest looks like nothing, and the pants are so short that they almost show his PP. At first glance, he is not serious. Victor is indeed very strong and cautious, but the bar owner is not a fuel-efficient lamp. The way of flirting and eating tofu can be described as elusive (emphasis should be placed here). In just three sentences, I touched my shoulder four times, once on my knee, and twice on my leg. You are not in vain if you go with him! ?

Obediently stand behind and leave the rest to me!

Inherited from Sepers's ancestors, the black eyes that could speak were overloaded with information due to too many expressions. Victor was confused and only understood the eyes of "Leave it to me" that he handed over at the end.

Victor chose to believe in Sugar, and let him stick out his small chest in a funny way, like a little bug who went to kindergarten on the first day, sitting proudly opposite the bar owner, posing for a negotiation.

Tired, the boss didn't want to delve into the relationship between the two of them, so he asked the bodyguards to guard the door, and said straight to the point: "Kent doesn't pay attention to things, as long as he makes money, I've advised Rhett not to be with him, but it's a pity that love makes insects stupid. A few days ago, there were rumors on the street that a batch of stimulant grass entered Drigal, and I knew it was Kent who did it."

"So you know where the stimulant grass is." Obviously it was a question, but Sugar used a declarative sentence.

He sat lazily on the sofa, his voice was soft and sticky, and his casual posture showed a distinctive sense of freedom.

This sense of freedom and ease not only did not make the bar owner relax, but the hairs stood on end, and the intuition that had experienced danger many times desperately warned him.

Huge's aura is the conceit of the player who holds the chess game, and his innate calmness.

It doesn't need to be domineering, or even hands-on, and it also has the oppressive force that makes the insects fall under their feet involuntarily.

"Yes." The bar owner's voice was extremely difficult, and he couldn't help but moisten his throat with a glass of wine.

Excitement grass is his trump card in the negotiation. I didn't want to expose it prematurely, but the voice in my head kept telling him, don't lie, you can't fool him, he can see through everything, and lying will only be more harmful to you.

Because you are a chess piece, and he always stands on a high place, looking down on you.

The twinkling black eyes reflected the hesitant figure of the bar owner, as if seeing through him into the future, and the complex and difficult fate of ordinary insects was clearly in Huger's eyes.

Everything is under control.

Grasping the initiative in the negotiation, Huge smiled and suppressed the oppression, returning to his usual laziness, with two innocent and harmless dimples on his face: "Let's cooperate."

"can."

As the eyes looking down at him slowly closed, the boss's hanging heart fell to the ground.

The initiative to propose cooperation meant that they came with a mission and did not belong to a gray organization. He took a peek at Victor's profound facial features and felt that the other party was probably from Orb.

"Cooperation requires sincerity."

"What do you want? Ammunition? Star coins?" Sugar said generously.

The identities of himself and Victor cannot be concealed, and it will be a matter of time before the military background is guessed.

"Arms." The bar owner insisted, eager like a wild beast ready to hunt, impatient.

Huge's heart moved, and he thought about it: "Oh? It seems that you are in trouble."

"Recently, a group of foreign forces have been eyeing Drigal, and the other party has wiped out many small organizations by virtue of the number of insects. We are forced to join forces and barely fight with them, but they are like cockroaches that cannot be killed, and their firepower is also fierce. , if you can provide the ammunition, I will not only tell you where the stimulant grass is, but also provide you with Kent's hiding place."

"Kent is useless to me, I want to know who the buyer is."

Huge doesn't have any ammunition, but it's just an empty-handed white wolf, a bait to lure the bar owner. His real purpose is to find out as much news as possible.

"Why do you think I know?" The boss laughed, and raised the gauze sleeves with his fingertips to reveal his fair skin, his eyes were seductive.

It's a pity that he didn't know that the opposite was a fake female, and Sugar didn't fluctuate in his heart: "Because you don't want Kent to make a deal with Drigal, and you know Drigal like the back of your hand."

The eyes of the foreign insects are blackened, and the bar owner is a local snake who has been entrenched for many years. Huge has reason to believe that every insect interested in the stimulant grass is under his supervision.

The boss nodded, admitting Sugar's conjecture: "Exciting grass and buyers need a lot of ammunition."

The earnest look makes the upturned eyes full of charm.

"It can't be counted like this." Sugar stretched out a finger, shook it, and ignored the beauty and dismissed the bar owner's request, "I will help you solve the trouble with the excited grass, and you will help me with the buyer's information."

Young people don't talk about Wude, just cut it in half.

tough enough.

The bar owner hadn't met such an interesting bug as Sugar for a long time, and he couldn't help showing a look of nostalgia: "It's nice to be young."

Unlike him, he just wanted to be safe.

Huge thought to himself: I'm only twenty, I can do better, believe it or not if I get news without giving arms?

The boss thought about it for a moment, and began to bargain: "Appreciation is appreciation, business is business." He crossed his legs, took his chin and pointed at the bodyguard guarding the door, "My brothers also want to eat, even if the happy grass can give you a discount , it doesn’t matter to me who the buyer is, demand generates value, you understand?”

"Of course." Huge's smile remained unchanged, and then he changed the topic, "If I have a way for you to easily kill the foreign forces, how much benefit will you give me?"

"What way?!" Asked blurted out.

The positions of the hunter and the prey are instantly reversed.

The bar owner thought he had caught Sugar's needs, but he didn't know that Sugar had already laid a trap and was waiting for him to come in on his own initiative.

The light named cunning flickers in the dark deep pool, with infinite expectations.