After being genetically matched, the female is transsexual [Zerg]

Creamer on the terrace didn't know that his crime had been discovered, and was hiding alone under the shadow covered by the heavy curtain, with his back behind him outside the noisy banquet of drinking and singing.He is obviously a bright future star, but he is willing to restrain his brilliance, as if he has always been a lonely and lonely traveler.

This lonely look reminded Levin of his childhood.At that time, Creamer was not welcomed by the family. Whenever there were routine noble banquets, Farrell Jr. kept a straight face and hid in an inconspicuous corner of the banquet hall to vent his distaste for social behavior.

This had nothing to do with Levin, who was so famous when he was a child.It was just a rare occasion when Levin was in a bad mood and tired of his companions, so he hid alone in the small garden next to the banquet hall, where Little Manson ran into Little Farrell.

"Why are you picking flowers here?"

It is in bad manners to pick flowers in other Zerg's gardens.

Creamer was taken aback, the large handful of lilacs in his hand were accidentally dropped and scattered scattered on the leather shoes and the ground.The dress that should have been neat was scratched by the branches and leaves of Lilac, making it a mess, and he looked a little embarrassed.The solitary little female was stunned for a second, then returned to her usual expressionless face, silently squatting down to pick up the scattered flowers and branches.

Creamer is quite wise. Unlike ordinary urchins who scatter the flowers and pick them off one by one, they climb and fold the branches whole, so that the flower clusters maintain the beauty of being surrounded by each other.Handling the branch carefully, he regrouped the cloves into a large handful.The small purple flowers are clustered together, dotted with stars and green leaves, like flocculent clouds of smoke circulating in the sky, really beautiful.It's a pity that the experience of falling still hurt the sporadic fragile petals, which brought some imperfections to the bouquet.

The culprit who caused this imperfection, Levin, knew he had made a mistake and immediately apologized, "I'm sorry for hurting your bouquet."

Creamer didn't speak, with a cold expression, he just nodded his head lightly to show that he understood.

Levin breathed a sigh of relief.

On weekdays, if the Zerg gave him a cold face, Levin would have ignored it long ago, but today the bunch of cloves in Creamer's hand captured his heart.The lilac bouquet is beautiful, especially compared with the neglected and messy lilac trees beside it.

I don't know which owner hired a lazy gardener. It's not as good as the young master of the noble family who knows gardening.But this is also predictable, after all, Farrell, as a family of butterflies, is naturally good at playing with flowers and plants.

The owner of the Golden Butterfly family of the Farrell family is obviously a male who loves flowers and plants, so how can he show no words to this little female who is good at handling flowers and plants?

Out of etiquette, Levin did not bluntly reveal the doubts in his heart, but tentatively approached the silent figure with his head bowed.

When there was only one step left, Levine sensed Creamer's discomfort and bullied him as a prank, occupying a favorable terrain.Creamer's small body hugged the bouquet for fear that it would disperse and did not dare to make a big move, and finally he was blocked by the flower bed with no way out.

"Why are you so ignorant? I just want to see your bouquet, your bouquet is very beautiful."

Hearing this, Creamer raised his head from the bouquet in surprise, hugged the bouquet a little tighter, and replied cautiously: "Thank you."

Levine seemed to be hearing Creamer's voice for the first time, and observed the female in surprise.During a close observation, he suddenly discovered that Creamer did not match the generally feminine appearance of the Farrell family.Creamer has a high nose bridge, deep eyes, thin lips that are pursed and pale in color, hair color and eyebrow color are close to pure black, and a young age can reflect the handsome appearance of the future.

Levin didn't know at the time that this handsomeness was not pleasing to the Farrell family, but he just felt that the little butterfly in front of him was really handsome.

Although not an elegant and beautiful little butterfly, his wings must be tougher than other butterflies.

I don't know what color Creamer's butterfly wings will be, will it be a cold blue like his character, or will it be jet black like his hair color?What kind of textures and spots will those wings have?

Levine felt itchy for a moment, and his heart was filled with curiosity.

No, not right.Maybe Little Butterfly hasn't awakened the bug form yet, not all Zerg races are like him, they are the best ones born with the bug form.

Full of interest in his new companion, Levin wanted to get closer to him, "—"

"Snapped."

Another cigarette butt hit the forehead, pulling Levin back from his memory.

In the shade of the terrace, the red dot lights up again.

It seems that the perennial family education of the nobles is not worth the baptism of the army, and it took only a few years for Creamer to abandon the bad habits of the army infected by etiquette.However, Levine himself is not a well-behaved Zerg, but feels that such a Creamer has a distinct personality.

Levin sneered and raised his head to the terrace and shouted, "Crimer, I haven't seen you in a few years, so I just say hello?"

As he spoke, he raised his hand to reveal the evidence in his hand.

After shouting, Creamer came out from the shadow of the terrace, and under the reflection of the moonlight, the expression on his face was dim.

After seeing the scene downstairs, Creamer extinguished the lit cigarette with his bare hands, turned around and looked at the banquet hall, and then observed the railing in front of him.

Just when Levin was about to ask questions again in confusion, Creamer on the terrace supported the railing with one hand, jumped off the railing on the second floor with one hand, drew a graceful arc in the air, and landed on the lawn. Squat lightly to unload the force.

There was little movement on the landing, but dust was inevitable. Creamer patted the military uniform pants and the hem of the clothes neatly, smoothing out the folds of the clothes caused by the big movement. He tensed up a little more, and said coldly, "Sorry, I was so abrupt."

Levine dropped his hand in surprise.

He had never seen Creamer so proactive, and it was really abnormal.

Thinking of this, Creamer has already walked in front of him.

The distance that can be reached with one hand is not at all like an old friend who has been disconnected for six years.

The embarrassment and silence that Levin once thought did not happen.

Creamer took the initiative to take out the handkerchief in his pocket, handed it to Levine, and said blankly, "Wipe it."

Levin took it passively, not knowing what to say for a while.

The pure white handkerchief was soft and clean, not at all like the style that a tough military female should have in front of her. Only the faint scent of flowers on it showed the identity of the owner.

Seeing that Levine didn't move, Creamer narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Why don't you wipe it? Your hand touched the cigarette butt, it's not clean." As soon as he finished speaking, he frowned again as if thinking of something, "Sorry, maybe I should take you to the bathroom to tidy up."

"A handkerchief is fine. I'm not that particular."

The things he touched just now were stained with Junni's saliva, and Levin unexpectedly didn't feel sick to his stomach, but Junni's repeated apologies made the incident tinge with ambiguity.

Creamer has no cleanliness and has been in the army for so long, why is he so sensitive to such trivial matters?

Levine was puzzled.

A soft handkerchief was attached to his forehead, and he wiped it vigorously.

The fingers can still see whether it is dirty or not, and his forehead was hit twice in a row, and Levin was afraid that some soot that would hinder his image would be stained on his head.

After hastily wiping, Levine asked Creamer: "Is there still soot on your forehead?"

Creamer pursed his lips, his face was a bit strange, "...not anymore. It's just that the hair is a little messed up."

Hearing this, Levin sighed helplessly and amusedly, "That's over. I don't bring a comb when I go out."

Delicate silver hair was scattered over the shoulders, but the top of the hair was affected by the wiping just now, and it was messy. It was really unseemly for this image to return to the banquet hall later.

"I'll do it," Creamer said thoughtfully.

Under Levine's surprised gaze, Creamer reached into the inner pocket of the military uniform, but what Levin took out was not the comb that Levin thought it was, but a long purple hair tie.

Levin opened his eyes slightly, and the memories that had just stopped abruptly came flooding back.

That headband once belonged to Levine.In a secluded garden, he took off the hair tie with his own hands, and casually tied the belongings on the lilac bouquet cherished by the little butterfly.

"Okay, I've wrapped the bouquet, and now it's a complete bouquet."

Creamer walked straight behind Levin, his eyes fell between the shiny silver hair, and he couldn't move his eyes for a long time.He adjusted his breathing to look less groggy, and asked, "Is that okay?"

Where Creamer couldn't see, Levine looked complicated and replied, "Yes."

The hot big hands brushed over the top of the head and passed through the hair. Creamer moved gently and carefully, tied up the silver hair and carefully tied the purple headband.The hair band is intertwined with the silver thread, and the faint purple is accompanied by silver gray, which is perfect.

[Congratulations to the host, complete the task "Close contact with Creamer".Zuzu has obtained energy, and the priority is to eliminate the current mental pain for the host, please make persistent efforts to the host! ]

Levine only felt his scalp tingling, and the places touched by Creamer became hot, and the dull headache that had accompanied him for a long time suddenly disappeared.

At this time, Levin really believed in this "male ancestry system".Zuzu has achieved results that the Zerg's most advanced medical level has not been able to achieve in the past six years.

He turned out to be a male insect.If he was a male, many mysteries would be solved.

Especially Arlo Lover, since the appearance of this male, all the conspiracies have already begun.

Creamer walked up to Levin again, and happened to see Levin's dark face, and his heart sank heavily.

"I'm going back."

Actively avoiding Levine's questioning eyes, Creamer turned silently and walked towards the main entrance of the venue.

The figure of leaving resolutely made Levin tilt his head in confusion.

Did I misunderstand myself?

Maybe Creamer just wanted to return the property to its original owner and had no extra thoughts.

Also, in Creamer's eyes, he is a female, who can be a friend, a partner, and more.

And the fever during the first contact is just the process of Zuzu absorbing energy.

They have no special feelings for each other, no love, but the joy of reuniting after a long absence.