Zerg: The female warrior's male master is acting strangely!

Not only that, but I beat them even harder when you weren't looking!

But Sierland didn't say these words aloud. He simply closed his eyes and repeated the question, "He didn't hit you?"

Heroy was stunned again.

The father-in-law never hit him? How could that be!

But often before he could even cry, his father would rush over and shield him in his arms.

But so what? It doesn't prove anything.

The more he thought about it, the more confused and anxious he became. In the end, the whole insect was almost spinning in circles. He could only hold his breath and repeat, "You...you hit my female father."

Looking at the stubborn little donkey in front of him, Sirland suddenly felt a little reluctant to speak.

How do you raise such difficult-to-communicate insects?

That's so stupid, just like Holoyene when he was a kid.

He expressionlessly grabbed Yi Yi by the back of the neck, turned him around, and then gave him the lightest slap ever on the buttocks:

"Go find your father, don't stand here arguing with me."

"Oh……"

Heroy was dismissed just like that. He walked a few steps with his head down, then looked back at Sirland, only to find that the other was also looking at him. He hummed twice and ran inside quickly with his short legs.

The female insects' physical examinations ended around 3 p.m., and Sirland had already taken his leave after lunch.

As for Lin Zhuoran, he endured the pain in his buttocks and found a corner to sit down alone. He leaned against the wall, looking preoccupied, and let out a long sigh.

After finishing tidying up his things, Wenshu wiped the milk stains off his cuffs, walked over and squatted down next to him. "Tired? It's all over now, why don't you go home and rest for a while?"

Lin Zhuoran shook his head, remaining silent like a melancholy teenager from his non-mainstream period.

Manjushri subconsciously uttered his old catchphrase: "Do you think it's cool to not talk?"

"Um."

"..." Manjushri was speechless, but still had the conscience to care about his good brother, "What's wrong with you? Did you break up with your boyfriend?"

As soon as the words left his mouth, Manjushri realized something was wrong. This guy had never been in love, so how could he have experienced heartbreak?

But Lin Zhuoran actually nodded and even said "Ah".

Manjushri's eyes widened instantly, and after a couple of seconds of stunned silence, he managed to utter, "You wouldn't... have confessed your feelings, would you?"

Lin Zhuoran raised his head, looking as wilted as a frost-bitten vegetable leaf, and honestly admitted, "Yes."

"and then?"

He beat me up.

"?" Manjushri inwardly marveled at his father-in-law's prowess, but dared not show it on his face, and continued to ask, "And then?"

"He went out, that's it," Lin Zhuoran said helplessly, feeling so bad that all he wanted to do was go out and get soaked in the rain and listen to sad music.

Seeing him like this, Manjushri didn't know whether to comfort him or laugh.

After hesitating for a while, he reached out and patted Lin Zhuoran on the shoulder, asking earnestly, "Why don't you come to my house for dinner tonight? I'll have 001 cook something delicious to nourish you."

Lin Zhuoran turned to look at him, his eyes filled with a resentful look like that of an abandoned dog, then silently turned his face back and continued to sigh: "Fine."

Manjushri gave a light "heh," never expecting that someone who usually refused to come to his house for dinner no matter how much he was invited would so readily agree today.

Sure enough, the magic of heartbreak is more effective than any demon or monster.

He understood, patted Lin Zhuoran's arm, and got up and left without saying anything more, leaving the quiet corner for the other person to lament alone.

But not long after, Lin Zhuoran actually burst into tears, completely pathetic.

Although he knew that most of his sadness was due to not getting enough rest these past few days, after all, he had been working non-stop in the orphanage for more than a week.

He also didn't perform well during his confession; he should have spoken more passionately and calmly, instead of being hit by a chair leg and screaming.

But this minor setback really did break his spirit.

Of course, he only got sentimental for a short while.

After all, people come and go, and even if the sky falls, he can use it as a blanket. He's a fearless person with nothing to be afraid of!

Not long after Wenshu left, he had just told Holoyen that Lin Zhuoran was coming to his house for dinner that night when he ran into Ace.

Ace held Xiao Bei in his arms. The little female insect was so sleepy after a whole day of fussing that her eyelids were drooping, and her little head was nestled in the crook of Ace's shoulder, half asleep.

"Thank you for your hard work these past few days, Lin Xiongzi. You should go home and rest early today."

"Look, there are nine-year-old female insects here; they can be of great help."

Herroyen answered first, "Alright then, we'll head back early today."

He spoke very quickly, as if afraid that if he hesitated even a second longer, Manjushri would refuse.

Ace nodded, took one of Xiao Bei's hands in his arms, waved to them, and said "bye-bye-bye" in Xiao Bei's voice.

Manjushri bent down and leaned closer to the half-asleep little guy. "Goodbye, Little Bei. I'll come back to hug you again tomorrow."

Xiao Bei let out a confused "Awoo," her eyes still half-closed, but her little hands no longer needed Ace's help; she waved them even more vigorously on her own.

After Ace carried Xiao Bei away, Heroion looked around. The little insects in the yard had been taken back by the older children one by one, but he couldn't find his own round little one.

He immediately suggested, "How about we walk ourselves? We can pick up Yi Yi tomorrow, okay?"

"Anyway, he and Ayou get along well, so it shouldn't be a problem for him to stay overnight."

He said this without changing his expression, but his mind was racing with calculations, because tonight he was going to personally and verbally teach the male lead how to use that mental power amplification and transmission device!

He barely managed to get away with it for one night. If Yi Yi were home, would he even have a chance to have sex?

Manjushri rolled her eyes at him speechlessly, her eyes clearly saying, "Your thoughts are written all over your face."

He raised his hand and pointed to the room with its door half-open at five o'clock, saying, "It's in that room. Go and call him."

After saying that, he turned and walked in another direction. "I'm going to call Zhuoran."