Qin Shengyan's new stepfather had an arrogant personality, his chin held high, and never looked people in the eye.
As it happened, Qin Shengyan didn't like him either.
When his new stepfather offered to clean his room, he firmly refused.
As if! He'd never cleaned a room in his life.
He thought they would keep out of each other's way, but who could have guessed that just after his biological father was hospitalized, his new stepfather would already be eager to clean up after him?
Had they been cast in some script where sparks were destined to fly?
Qin Shengyan took a deep breath, composed himself, and sent his little stepfather two words.
"Hard pass."
Dubois was said to be the beauty of the region, a rising star beloved throughout the insect race. Surprisingly, this high-ranking female officer, who was only twenty-eight, chose to marry the oldest male in the entire insect race.
The male was already on his last legs. To make matters worse, the only other member of his family was a young, low-ranking male. The family had long since fallen into decline.
Everyone shook their heads. The man must have been desperate.
Love is merely a brief biological electrical signal. It means only that your body likes his body, and nothing more.
Qin Shengyan had never doubted that anyone could love him. His many ridiculous tricks, seemingly done just to tease people, were nothing more than a desperate scream. He wasn't even willing to ask for help.
"What a clichéd redemption plot." Qin Shengyan tossed the notebook to Dubois. "Is that how you see me? Just as disgusting as you are."
"An idiot who wants to sleep with a child..." He tossed his cigarette case to the female, and Dubois obediently took out a cigarette for him, then held still. Qin Shengyan laughed instead of getting angry. "Are you unhappy, Stepdad?" He sounded as if he felt sorry for him.
Dubois could no longer hold back. He grabbed Qin Shengyan's wrist, forced his legs apart with one long leg, and pinned him against the wall. Staring him in the eyes, he raised Qin Shengyan's arm and licked it without caring who saw. Gasping for breath, he replied, "But you wrote it, my little male."
Content warning:
Male lead is the pursuer, adored by everyone.
The male lead has always been a low-ranking male, so all the high-ranking females who fall for him have to die.
Theme: Those who love others will always be loved in return.