The Crazed Little Darling: Pampered by the Possesive Commander! Chapter 219: Don’t Be Alone With Him

Lu Shinian’s breath hitched.

His mind hadn’t caught up yet, but his body already held her tightly, pressing his lips to hers.

It seed only a fervent and intensely suppressed kiss could express the deep emotions and the strong turbulence caused by those two words she uttered.

After the kiss ended, Lu Shinian rasped, "I’m here."

"I’ve always been here."

Su Ruan chuckled lightly, a hint of slyness flashing in her eyes, her small hand intertwined tightly with his large hand, as if she had drawn closer to his heart.

Lu Shinian lowered his gaze, looking at their interlocked fingers, and for a mont, he felt the illusion that he had entered her heart.

However...

Thinking of sothing, Lu Shinian’s eyes darkened.

But it was just a mont, and the unusual color in his eyes vanished.

"Ruan Ruan, if Ian cos online again, you must tell ."

ntioning "Ian," Lu Shinian’s expression noticeably changed.

"Don’t be alone with him," his voice sounded sowhat stifled, as if he was jealous.

Su Ruan agreed with a smile, softly saying, "I know, next ti he appears, I’ll send you a ssage, okay?"

Whether he could co online in ti, well... wasn’t within her concern.

Only then did Lu Shinian feel satisfied.

They didn’t linger long; Lu Shinian suddenly received a ssage from Zong Yan, and his expression changed.

Su Ruan understandingly patted his shoulder, "If you have sothing to do, go ahead, I’m fine here."

"It’s about the Insect People." Lu Shinian said quietly, "I’m going to see Zong Yan."

Given the situation with the Insect People, Su Ruan knew not to delay. She willingly let go of his hand and quickly said, "You should go."

Lu Shinian responded and quickly went offline.

Su Ruan thought she had nothing to do, and with her increased spiritual power, decided to go to the cha Combat Center to learn cha piloting.

To avoid exposing her spiritual power state, she specifically chose the solo challenge mode, her opponent being a cha established by the main brain, allegedly constructed by absorbing and summarizing data from many historical cha warriors.

In theory, these chas were stronger than ordinary cha warriors.

Su Ruan was enjoying herself in training mode, forgetting the ti.

By the ti she snapped back to reality, it was already late at night.

She hurriedly went offline, only to find Lu Shinian hadn’t returned.

Luckily, she was already accustod to Lu Shinian’s routine of being busy until dawn every day.

Though it was very late, Su Ruan wasn’t sleepy at all.

She released Little White, the Illusion Insect that always stayed by her side, and poked the little pink spot on its forehead.

Under the bright lights, the pink spot was even more noticeable.

Su Ruan blinked in confusion and curiously asked, "Little White, is the pink on your forehead a bit larger than before?"

Little White hunched its body, looking innocently at Su Ruan.

And strange though it was, despite barely being able to see Little White’s expressions, she always felt she could sense its emotions, like now, where it looked utterly bemused and innocent.

Su Ruan sighed helplessly, "Seems you don’t know either."

She didn’t know what Third Brother’s purpose was for giving her this Illusion Insect, whether it was truly because he feared she might be lonely and left it for her?

Once this doubt arose, her imagination couldn’t be stopped.

Su Ruan’s thoughts began to drift away...

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anwhile, on S-01 Star.

In the Crystal Palace, the vast hall was empty and desolate, the man on the throne still keeping his eyes closed, brows slightly furrowed, a subtly sullen expression on his features that were too beautiful to distinguish gender.

Perhaps feeling it was too quiet and solitary, the completely pink Illusion Insect that had been obediently resting in the man’s arms poked its head out and, with a twist of its body, crawled onto the man’s lap.

The little white spot on its forehead emitted a shimring white glow.

Not long after, within the empty hall, a light screen appeared out of thin air.

On the light screen was a photograph.

In the photo, Su Ruan was half-kneeling on the ground, her delicate face showing a sickly pallor, a trace of blood at the corner of her mouth; her cat-like eyes glead with red, staring straight ahead.

Not far behind her was a young man with a sowhat peculiar posture, his pupils unfocused yet inexplicably wild with zeal.

He stared intensely at the pale Su Ruan, as if he was about to kneel before her the next second.

If Su Ruan were here, she would surely recognize the photo as the mont she confronted Zhao Yujie, who had been invaded by the Soul-devouring Worm on Muhe Star.

Unfortunately, Su Ruan was not there, hence she didn’t know how a photograph was taken where there had clearly been no caras nor how it ended up here.

The sudden appearance of this photograph caused a ripple centered around the throne in the Crystal Palace.

At the sa ti, Aiers, who was preparing gifts for the young ones, Ian, who was still doubting Lu Shinian’s identity, and Archi, who was studying human chas, simultaneously looked toward the direction of the Crystal Palace.

In almost an instant, their forms appeared simultaneously outside the Crystal Palace.

They knelt in unison, calling, "King."

No one answered them, but the intangible pressure weighed heavily on them, making it almost impossible to breathe.

They were nearly pressed to the ground, the Advanced Insect Clan feared by humans, with beads of sweat forming on their foreheads, eyes filled with a hint of terror.

This was the inherent bloodline suppression of the Insect Race, also the king’s punishnt for them.

The first to give in was the slightly weaker Aiers.

With a soft thud, she transford into her original form, a human-sized butterfly tightly stuck to the ground; if you looked closely, the gold lining on her wings had dimd a bit, as if all her essence had been drained.

Ian was sowhat stronger, barely maintaining his human shape, but should this continue, he feared he’d soon revert back to his original form.

Suddenly, the pressure eased.

The Crystal Palace’s long-sealed doors slowly opened from the inside.

All three exclaid, "King!"

In the next mont, a palm-sized Illusion Insect jumped out.

They all felt a twinge of disappointnt but still respectfully saluted the Illusion Insect.

"What are the King’s orders?" Archi was the first to ask.

The white light atop the Illusion Insect’s head flashed, and the photo reappeared in mid-air.

The trio recognized the person in the photo as Su Ruan, the person they had been searching for.

However, her condition was clearly amiss.

Ian couldn’t hold back his urgency and asked, "What’s going on?"

He had clearly seen the young one well today!

What they didn’t know was, due to distance limitations and other reasons, the information received by the Big Illusion Insect was sent by the Little Illusion Insect over a month ago.