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

After Holoy finished his bath, he changed into the brand-new, clean pajamas that the robot bug had brought him, which smelled wonderful.

He pattered along in his slippers and went to find his female and male fathers again, his little face full of anticipation that he wanted to sleep with them. But as soon as he reached the door, his female father blocked his way.

Without saying a word, the father and mother bent down, scooped him up, and turned to walk into the next room.

"This is my room," Herroyen announced as he walked, pushing open the door to the next room, which was also spotless, cleaned by the robotic insects. The bed was neatly made, and the pillows were arranged in the center, but there was nothing else.

You'll sleep here tonight.

"Huh?" Holoi looked around, remembering the little dolls and toys that Sirland had arranged for him in that room last night, as well as the half-read storybook by his pillow.

He glanced at the fully furnished room that felt empty to him, and instantly became unhappy. He squirmed in his female father's arms, "No! My patriarch said yesterday I could stay here! That's my room!"

He spoke with such self-righteousness, as if he had already "legally occupied" the room.

After saying that, Heroiyi nimbly shrank down from her father's arms, like a slippery little eel, and quickly slid back as soon as her feet touched the ground.

At this moment, Manjushri was leaning against the headboard browsing his personal computer when he saw Yi Yi rushing over. He probably guessed the reason for her arrival.

He reached out and picked up the baby, saying gently, "How about Yiyi sleeps with us tonight?"

"Uh-huh!"

Just as Heroie nodded in agreement, before her little bottom had even warmed up, her father-in-law caught up and lifted her up.

"No," Holoyen picked up the baby again and told him seriously, "You can't sleep here."

"Why!" Holoi exclaimed anxiously, her little mouth pouting high.

Without a second thought, Herroyne brazenly began to deceive him, speaking at a leisurely pace: "Think about it, did you upset the matriarch tonight?"

Heroie paused for a moment, then nodded obediently: "Yes."

"Have you sincerely apologized to the matriarch?"

Holoi shook her head guiltily, her voice lowering, "No."

"So do you think you should try to win over the matriarch?" Heroyen continued to coax.

Heroi blinked, then thought about it again and realized that he should indeed apologize and try to please the matriarch.

But when these words came from his female father, he hesitated again, because he always felt that his female father was trying to trick him.

He glanced warily at his father's overly kind face, his little brain racing, unable to make up his mind for a moment.

Seeing his hesitation, Herroyen pressed harder, her tone strangely gentle: "Go sleep with the matriarch tonight, and while you're at it, ask her what she likes."

"After school tomorrow afternoon, your father and I will take you out to buy something as a gift for your grandmother. What do you think?"

He spoke with great conviction, as if his idea was entirely from Yi Yi's perspective and was being considered from his point of view.

Heroiyi was even more confused, completely taken aback: "???"

He blinked and processed the information—ask his grandmother what she liked, and then buy it for her.

It sounds pretty good.

He really wanted to make Zu Ci happy, after all, he had indeed annoyed him several times tonight. If he could give him a gift...

"So... will the matriarch be happy to receive a gift?"

"Sure!" Holoyen couldn't contain his excitement, seeing that he was finally getting the hang of it. "But you can't ask too deliberately, okay?"

"what?"

"We can't ask too many questions. Just get one answer, and we can ask the others next time," Herroyne explained patiently, silently giving himself a thumbs-up for his intelligence halfway through his explanation.

This is fantastic! It won't provoke Sirland's anger, nor will it lead to buying the wrong gift and causing a disaster. It will also bring Yi Yi and Zu Nu closer together.

He killed three birds with one stone; he's a genius.

"Oh..." Holoi nodded as if she understood, and then, still confused, she was carried by her father to the door of Sirland's room.

Heroion put him down as gently as he could. Yi Yi, wearing slippers, stepped onto the carpet in front of the door and wondered why his father-in-law didn't knock and take him inside. But before he could ask, his father-in-law shushed him, signaling him to be quiet.

Then, the father grabbed his little arm and held it against the door, but before he could knock, he turned around and "whoosh" ran away. His footsteps quickly disappeared at the end of the corridor, leaving a bewildered little ball of flesh standing at the door.

"???"

Holoi stared blankly back at the empty corridor, then at the closed door in front of her, her little hand still raised in mid-air, the whole insect lost in deep confusion.

Inside the door, Sirland naturally heard the furtive noises coming from the doorway; after all, the female insect's keen hearing was no joke!

He heard every detail clearly, from the moment Herroyen approached with the baby in his arms, to the moment he put the baby down, to the moment he knocked on the door, and then to the sound of his footsteps fading into the distance.

He turned to look at the closed door, speechless yet resigned. At the same time, Heroiyi's slow knocking and a voice barely audible called out, "Grandma...Grandma, are you asleep?"

Sierland went over and opened the door, giving him a complicated look before asking, "Why did your father leave you here?"

After asking him, he was convinced that the older one was disobedient and the younger one was mischievous; none of them gave him any peace of mind.

"No," Heroie mustered her courage and took Sirland's hand, "I walked here by myself! My father didn't carry me!"

"..." Sirland looked down at the little thing lying so earnestly, thinking to himself: How come they're all so stupid?

But he asked again, his face expressionless, "Really?"

"Mmm!" Heroie nodded vigorously, afraid that the other party would not believe her, and even shook her clenched fingers, trying to use body language to enhance her persuasiveness.

Sierland sighed and didn't ask any more questions. He closed the door, took the little chubby hand that was holding his fingers, and led him inside.

Before she could take two steps, Yi Yi, who was extremely nervous, tripped over her own foot and fell forward—but she didn't fall flat on her face. Instead, she was caught by Sirland with quick reflexes.

Yi Yi only had time to let out an "Ah!" before the whole insect was scooped up.

Sierland carried him to the bedside, placed him on the edge of the bed, and reminded him, "Watch where you're going."

"Oh," Holoi sat there obediently, her short legs dangling over the edge of the bed and swaying.

Right now, he felt this was a good opportunity to ask his female father about the task he had been given.

So he tilted his head back and asked tentatively in a low voice, "Um... what... could you like?"

He asked incoherent questions, unaware of how strange his words sounded.

"What?"

"Well..." Holoi swallowed hard, then reorganized her thoughts, "What...what would you like?"

Upon hearing his seemingly unprovoked question, Sirland understood in a split second—this was a spy sent by his rebellious son.

But why did this little fool send Little Silly to find out his preferences?