Chapter 2010: Day 43 of Being Pampered by My Wife in the Bug Tribe

〖Witnessing firsthand His Excellency Jin Chen's confession to Lieutenant General Zhenuoer! The sourness level is off the charts! 〗

〖The romance of the rose sea, His Excellency Jin Chen is a model male! Today is another day of envying Lieutenant General Zhenuoer! 〗

After the neighbors uploaded pictures, the Starnet post reached astonishing click counts and discussion.

: I can barely take it anymore. Why is the gap between males so huge…… My male lord couldn't even dare to think about buying a single rose……

: It's advised not to compare the males around you with His Excellency Jin Chen, as it will only make you angry and then even more envious of Lieutenant General Zhenuoer.

: I run a flower shop, His Excellency Jin Chen personally came to pick beautiful roses. I plucked up the courage to ask why, and he actually said only beautiful roses are worthy of the female consort…… I'm dying of sourness!

: At this point we have to ask again, does His Excellency Jin Chen really not need a confidant?

: Don't think that swapping the female attendant for a confidant will keep you from being targeted! That's Lieutenant General Zhenuoer, who can directly storm the palace just to take back his male lord!

The Starnet post boldly went live, Ling Gun Gun lounged on the sofa holding a cake in its mouth, laughing nonstop.

The birthday party for Zhenuoer is still ongoing.

The candlelight on the cake warmed, softly illuminating Zhenuoer's side profile; he lifted his gaze, locked eyes with Jin Chen, then closed his eyes to make a wish.

Zhenuoer didn't know if birthday wishes really worked; he usually takes what he wants by force, yet now he devoutly murmured his wish.

If he ever gets another birthday chance, it will likely always be this simple wish: hoping to stay with Jin Chen forever.

Jin Chen watched Zhenuoer finish his wish, then whispered: "What did you wish for?"

"A secret." Zhenuoer tugged Jin Chen's hand, the smile at his brows softening further.

"Cough, cough, Zhenuoer." Kaiwen, as the most steady elder brother, couldn't say anything sentimental, so he immediately offered his blessings.

"Happy birthday, may you have bug offspring soon!"

"Oh!" Anbo immediately chimed in.

Zhenuoer blushed bright red, his stern face looking as if drunk, he lowered his head and took another bite of cake.

Jin Chen raised an eyebrow, rubbed Zhenuoer's fingertips, lowered his head, then glanced at his stomach.

Hmph, bug offspring, stealing a wife—no way.

The party raged until midnight; Dani rarely got drunk, insisting on personally bowing to thank Jin Chen for anything, while Kaiwen and Anbo laughed helplessly, dragging Dani away while giving him a wink, letting them enjoy a wonderful double-bug world.

Zhenuoer saw them to the door, then crouched in the yard admiring the roses for a while; suddenly a heat source came from behind—it was Jin Chen lifting him onto a bench in the rose sea.

"My lord." Zhenuoer turned, wrapped his arms around Jin Chen's shoulders, affectionately and movedly rubbing his face to kiss him.

"Zhenuoer, do you want bug offspring?"

Jin Chen asked in his ear, his tone actually sounding a bit sullen.

"Huh?" Zhenuoer raised his eyes doubtfully, recalling Kaiwen's teasing tone when he said that; deep down he actually didn't want offspring to divert Jin Chen's attention, yet he still coughed lightly and said: "If it's yours, I…"

"But I don't want to."

Jin Chen seemed to have had a drink, reached out to encircle Zhenuoer's waist, his fingers locking firmly at the small of his back, his tone low and wistful: "If we have bug offspring, Zhenuoer won't like me best anymore."

"I won't." Zhenuoer blushed, who knew the male lord and he would actually think alike.

"My lord, actually I…… what are you doing!?"

Before Zhenuoer could voice his thought, he was stunned by Jin Chen's actions, astonished to see a head burrowing into his clothes, clearly feeling the high nose bridge poking his abs, even unbuttoning to go further up!

As Jin Chen spoke, his scorching breath puffed against Zhenuoer's chest, his tone harsh yet laughing: "If you want bug offspring, then tonight I'll call you the female father."

"No…… not."

Zhenuoer's pupils dilated from shock; he never imagined Jin Chen would do this, forced to tilt his head back, his ears reddening to his collarbones, an inexplicable shame overwhelming his senses, his voice trembling.

"My lord!"

Jin Chen paused, then completely unbuttoned Zhenuoer's shirt, lifted his head to look at him, seeming aggrieved, yet said nothing.

A few seconds later: "Zhenuoer, don't you love me anymore?"

Zhenuoer: "……"

He lay on the bench, his hair falling onto the ground full of rose bushes; his moist eyes saw Jin Chen casually pluck a few petals, the juice of the special rose variety watery, crushed in his palm and dripping through his fingers onto Zhenuoer.

"Wife, it's dirty."

Jin Chen dabbed the rose juice, very generous and earnest: "I'll help you clean it."

Zhenuoer turned his head away, the back of his hand against his lips, long lashes drooping, unable to bring himself to refuse: "……Okay."

Jin Chen hooked Zhenuoer's chin, shared a brief kiss, then lowered his head to focus on cleaning the rose juice.

The night was warm, the late breeze still carrying the rose's rich fragrance, lingering on Zhenuoer's body, mingling with the taste of their entwined lips as it went down his throat.

After that night, Zhenuoer never dared mention bug offspring again; the next day, supporting his waist, he let Jin Chen apply an anti-chafing patch, and he almost couldn't resist blocking Kaiwen.

The constant star rose and set, the constellations shifted.

Nearly two years passed, Zhenuoer was nearly invincible on the battlefield, and was promoted again to General.

This time, no bug dared question his ability.

Another evening with the setting sun's glow, the female troops opened the base Main Gate early, though unsurprised they still eagerly awaited the arrival of an aircraft.

Today is General Zhenuoer's sash ceremony; His Excellency Jin Chen will surely come.

Ten minutes later, a tall, slender figure appeared at the base gate, holding a bouquet in his arms.

Zhenuoer briskly walked out of the meeting room, smiling toward the male lord approaching him, and couldn't help but wrap his arms around his waist.

"General Zhenuoer."

Jin Chen slightly bowed, leaving a kiss on the corner of his lips: "Congratulations on your promotion."

Two years passed; time did not, as the nobles had expected, wear down their affection—it became richer and deeper, with added nightly accumulated harmony.

The guarding female troops watched them leave hand in hand, then closed the base Main Gate.

As dusk deepened, Jin Chen and Zhenuoer walked across the ground littered with gold flecks, their shadows elongated and overlapped on the base brick wall like two vines that had entwined over the years.

A gentle breeze lifted the ribbon of the bouquet in Zhenuoer's arms; as he lowered his head to tidy it, he smelled the lingering aged fragrance on his clothes.

He knew that after disembarking the aircraft, he would see the wind chime on his home's gate, and knew that when the wind chime swayed, it signified they had spent another whole day together.

Knowing that tomorrow, the day after, and countless sunsets later, they still love each other intensely.

【Congratulations Host, task completed, reward points, repair fluid supplies deducted, accumulated!】

【Transferring to the next world……Transfer successful!】