No matter how the news of a male insect defeating an A-level female insect would spread in the underground city, Musi had already moved into the hotel with his dirty female slaves.
Mu Xi used his mental power to search for the best hotel in the underground city, but the room layout he saw still made him frown every day.
Glancing around the room, it was the first time for Musi to stay in a hotel where dust could be seen with the naked eye. Since coming to the underground city, his various experiences have been constantly refreshed.
Click
The door closed behind him, and the breathing of the other insect in the room was deliberately softened, slow and steady.
Mu Xi sighed in his heart, took out two cleaning robot bugs from the storage bracelet on his wrist, and put them on the ground.
With a light click, the four scanning eyes on the robot's head lit up blue light, and eight mechanical legs extended from its sides. The two robot insects scanned the room and began to crawl around the room.
Wherever you crawl, it's clean and dust-free.
Musi turned around, grabbed the robot bug that was crawling onto the female slave, and carried it towards the bathroom.
The female slave's body suddenly tensed up because of Musi's approach, and gradually relaxed when Musi left.
Seeing the male insect enter the bathroom, the female slave hesitated and looked around.
The room was not big, and the only places to rest were a double insect bed and a sofa. He also knew how dirty his body was now, and the male insect would not like him touching those places.
The female slave stepped back. If the male insect was in some other place where his safety could be guaranteed, he could find a place to clean himself up.
But this is an underground city, and the male insect has no other guards around him. Whether the male insect needs him or not, it is his duty to guard.
In the bathroom.
Musi washed her paws several times, and looked at the gradually rising water level in the bathtub, feeling a little distressed.
How should I wash the female slave? Should I press her into the water like I wash my cat? The bathtub is a little small, but I should be able to squeeze her in.
In fact, he had only bathed the pet cat at home a few times. The servants at home would always keep the pet cat clean, and the only two times he had done that were just to accompany his younger male insect brother.
Musi grabbed the towel, wiped his hands, and turned to walk out of the bathroom. The female slave was still standing at the door. When she saw him come out, she looked at him eagerly.
This is probably the look in the eyes of the stray animals that you picked up and brought home when they see the master insect.
"Come here." Mu Xi said.
The female slave was stunned for a moment, her eyes met Musi's. The military rules engraved in his behavioral reflexes made him step forward.
Absolute obedience to the commander.
Mu Xi moved aside and motioned the slightly stiff female slave to come in.
When passing by him, Mu Xi felt that the female slave's footsteps and breathing slowed down a little. Mu Xi remained calm, and the spiritual power invisible to the naked eye quietly surrounded him.
Untrained cats will scratch the main insects.
The female slave walked into the bathroom without any unusual movement.
Musi leaned against the door.
Pets will run when they are taking a bath. This is the experience he gained from the only two times he accompanied his younger brother to wash the pet cat.
Will the female slave run away
Click
The cleaning mechanical insect came down from the wall, landed at Musi's feet, and was about to climb onto the female slave with its eight mechanical legs.
Mu Xi stepped on the mechanical bug and said to the female slave who turned around, "Take off your clothes."
The female slave's expression instantly turned into shock, and she stared at Musi, as if he had said something incredible.
"Take it off." Musi repeated, while stepping less heavily on the mechanical bug.
It was impossible for him to undress the female insect.
If the other party resists, he doesn't mind letting the mechanical insect go. The clothes on the female slave are definitely considered "garbage" by the program.
The female slave looked hesitant, with her hands on her clothes and her eyes still fixed on Musi, as if she was alert and seeking confirmation.
Musi nodded.
So, the ragged gray-black top was stripped off by the female slave.
Just as Mu Xi had thought, the muscular body was covered with scars, but they were all healing. The self-healing ability of the A-level female insect was once so strong that the hospital had to lay off employees.
Musi had seen many wounds, and he knew what caused those scars on the female slaves.
The cuts were rough, with several crisscrossing lines. The wounds left by the claws and bone wings of the insectoid form were rarely seen on the battlefield today.
His sight fell on the exceptionally smooth wound on the back of the female slave, and a hint of interest flashed in Musi's eyes. The only fatal wound was actually on the back
A stab in the back by someone who trusts you
That location...
I'm afraid even the bone wings were cut off.
Mu Xi was not interested in knowing the tragic past of the female slave. He raised his chin slightly and said, "Take off your pants too."
As soon as he said this, Musi found that the female slaves looked at him even more strangely, almost making him suspect that the female insects jumped into the water with their clothes on when taking a bath.
No, the last time he led a detachment of the First Legion on a mission, the warship stopped for rest near the sea of a primitive planet, and those guys who went into the water took off their clothes faster than each other.
We are used to seeing unrestrained and passionate female insects, so it is rare to see a female slave being so coquettish.
But Musi's patience was on the verge of exhaustion. If the female slave continued to hesitate, he wouldn't mind using his mental tentacles.
The female slave took a deep breath, confused by the male insect's order, and trembling with nervousness about showing her body in front of her beloved insect...
Raise your hands and press them to your waist.
The equally torn pants fell to the ground.
Very smooth.
Musi thought that washing a female slave was easier than washing an exotic pet animal. He just had to give the order.
It would be better if the slave girl didn't pause so long after each instruction.
"Get into the bathtub." Musi looked at the tense female slave, flipped the towel in his hand again, and his mental thread wandered and swayed.
The exotic pet cat struggled extremely frantically before entering the water, and Musi habitually controlled the mental thread to reach out to the female slave.
Countless spiritual threads condensed into tentacles that were invisible to the naked eye, floating around the female slave.
The female insect cannot see the mental threads of the male insect, but the perception of the A-level female insect is strong enough.
Seeing the female slave's muscles tense and her gaze wandering, Musi knew that the female slave felt the presence of his mental tentacles, and the sense of presence after the mental threads condensed was too strong.
Fortunately, the female slave did not make him wait too long this time. Before Musi's mental tentacles took action, the female slave stepped into the bathtub.
Mu Xi was distracted for a moment.
The legs are so long...
His gaze returned to the female slave.
There was no resistance, no struggle. The female slave sat in the bathtub, her eyes wandering, her body as tense as a stretched string.
Musi walked forward, put the towel back on the rack, turned to look at the female slave who was getting more nervous because of his approach, and said calmly: "Can you wash it yourself?"
The female slave's eyelashes trembled, and her voice was slightly hoarse, "Yes."
Musi nodded and walked out of the bathroom.
He knew that he was not good at taking care of the insects, so instead of watching the whole process, he decided to let the female slave do it.
The door was not closed. Listening to the footsteps going away, the female slave's body gradually relaxed, and she suddenly felt that her behavior was a little funny.
What kind of personality that insect has? How could it possibly have such thoughts? He already knew this, didn't he
The female slave turned her neck and looked around, her brows softening unconsciously.
The feeling of being surrounded and watched was still there. He could vaguely guess what it was. After all, he had learned enough lessons before...
Musi sat on the sofa, took out an instant lunch box from the storage bracelet and opened it, while paying attention to the movements in the bathroom through the mental network.
The female slave washed herself very carefully and had just changed the water, so he didn't need to worry about it.
The female slave stopped under mental induction.
After washing, he did not get out of the bathtub. Instead, he looked solemn, as if he was thinking about something seriously.
No clothes
A spiritual tentacle moved to the cabinet where the bath towels were kept. Just as Musi was about to hand the bath towel to the female slave, he saw the female slave's hand in the water reaching behind her.
Hmm
Huh? ! !
Mu Xi silently retracted his spiritual tentacles, his eyes fixed on the lunch box on the table, his face showing a somewhat conflicted expression.
The special instant lunch box for travel will heat up automatically as soon as the lid is opened, and is now gradually emitting a warm aroma.
Of course, what he was worried about was not the lunch box.
Click
Mu Xi regained his composure.
When I looked up, I saw the female slave coming out of the bathroom.
The female slave had a bath towel wrapped around her waist and her body was still wet. She quickly glanced at where Musi was, her eyes a little evasive.
Musi calmly glanced over the female slave's chest, which was red from soaking or rubbing, and moved his gaze to the wound on the side of her pectoral muscle.
The scar that had just scabbed over had partially cracked again after being washed like this.
Musi raised his hand and clicked on the storage bracelet. As a beam of blue light hit the floor, a repair cabin suddenly appeared.
The female slave's gaze stopped drifting, and she watched Musi slowly stand up and walk to the repair cabin to adjust the data.
A hint of doubt flashed in his eyes, and after thinking for a while, he stepped forward.
Buzz
After opening the hatch, Musi glanced back at the female slave and said, "Lie down in."
The female slave stared blankly at the light blue liquid in the repair cabin, and she was quite surprised.
S-level repair fluid... This is much more expensive than him.
White-hot steam was already rising from the instant lunch box, and the room was filled with the fresh aroma of cod.
Musi sniffed lightly and his calm gaze fell on the stunned female slave.
The spiritual tentacles wrapped around her instantly, and at the moment the female slave lowered her head in surprise, the tentacles suddenly pulled off the towel around her waist and threw the insect into the repair cabin.
Buzz
The towel dropped and the roof closed.
Through the translucent cover, Musi could see the shocked and stunned expression of the female slave.
The female slave looked at him in astonishment, and perhaps because she was too angry, her face turned red for a moment.
Mu Xi's eyes were calm as he pressed the start button. After confirming that the repair cabin was functioning normally, Mu Xi turned around calmly.
- Silver cod porridge should be eaten while hot.
In the repair cabin, the female slave stared blankly at the ceiling where various data were jumping for a long time, and it took her a long time to come back to her senses.
The place touched by the male insect's spirit burned his heart.
Really useless...
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but put his hand on his chest, which was beating as if out of control.
The repair cabin blocked out all sounds from the outside world, and he could not hear any movement of the male insects.
Resting on the soft memory pillow, the area below the chin is covered with slightly cool repair liquid.
There was a slight tingling sensation in the injured parts of his body, a feeling his former comrades had described to them.
"It's like the male insect's spiritual threads are caressing my whole body." The female soldier who came out of the medical room described it with a red face, which earned her envious looks from the single insects.
There is absolutely no comparison between the female slave closing her eyes and soaking in the repair fluid and being touched by the male insect's mental threads.