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

Seeing that he had been silent for a while, Manjushri's heart tightened again: "What's wrong, Yi Yi? Don't you like any of these? Then let's look at the next page..."

No, it's not.

Holoi finally spoke, her voice small and filled with an indescribable helplessness, "I..."

Faced with so many choices for the first time, he had no idea how to choose. He was afraid of making the wrong choice, and he was also afraid that his father would think he was being picky...

Looking at his scrunched-up little face, and his drooping little antennae and tail, Manjushri understood about seven or eight parts of the situation.

"How about the father helps Yi Yi a little?"

Holoi suddenly raised her head and nodded like a chick pecking at rice: "Mmm-hmm!"

Manjushri sighed inwardly, realizing he had guessed correctly again.

He quickly browsed the menu and then chose a nutritionally balanced meal that was plentiful and varied, perfect for his growing child.

After Manjushri clicked "confirm," 001 received the instruction in just one second and nimbly moved to the kitchen.

As Holoi watched 001 disappear before her eyes, she secretly looked up at her father.

Manjushri noticed his little action, but said nothing. Instead, he picked up the baby from his arms and lifted him high in the air.

"what!"

Heroy was startled by the sudden action. He wasn't afraid of heights; he was just a little disoriented one second and then suddenly found himself lifted into the air.

"Hero, hero father!"

Holoi cried out in surprise, waving her little paws wildly in the air, "Father! Father! Father!"

Manjushri then withdrew his arm, gently picked up the baby and held him in his arms, then slowly spun around in place several times.

His chin rested on the top of the baby's head, his voice full of laughter and doting: "Who made our Yi Yi unhappy?"

"Hmm? Tell Father Xiong, and he can help Yi Yi deal with him, okay?"

Holoi nestled in her father's arms, feeling a little dizzy from being spun around, but after hearing those words, she finally realized that her father was just trying to comfort her.

"no."

Heroyee's voice was muffled, with a hint of embarrassment, "Father, no insects bothered me, and I'm not unhappy."

Manjushri stared at his still furrowed little face, then glanced at the little tail drooping outside his arm, and couldn't help but gently tap the little boy's forehead.

"Then why are Yi Yi's eyebrows furrowed so tightly they look like they're about to reach the sky?"

Upon hearing this, Heroie was so frightened that she immediately reached out her two little hands to touch her face to see if her little eyebrows were still there.

After all, how ugly would a worm be without eyebrows!

He hurriedly touched his eyebrows several times to make sure they weren't flying off, then let out a long sigh of relief.

Seeing his flustered state, Manjushri finally couldn't help but tease him:

"How can our Yi Yi be so cute?"

Heroi turned his head away a little embarrassedly, his gaze darting away unnaturally, but his fluffy little tail was already swaying back and forth uncontrollably.

"Yes, is there?" Heroy's voice was so soft it was like a mosquito's buzz.

Manjushri pulled the baby closer to his chest, his arms encircling her securely, and said, "Of course you do! Our Yi Yi is so beautiful, her father loves her the most."

Upon hearing this, Holoiyi flicked its tail again, then paused in mid-air, before stealthily flicking it once more...

In the kitchen.

001's speed was even more agile than Manjushri had imagined.

In less than ten minutes, the kitchen was filled with the rich aroma of food. Then, 001 used its robotic arm to steadily carry the plate and quickly moved it to the table, arranging the dishes neatly one by one.

Manjushri placed the baby in a high chair next to him. Looking at the table full of delicious food, he immediately picked up the soup that 001 had prepared and brought it to the baby.

"Yiyi, have a sip of soup first."

Holoi obediently picked up the spoon and nodded, "Mmm."

Seeing that the little one was drinking slowly and didn't need any attention, Wenshu picked up his chopsticks and put another piece of meat into the little one's bowl.

"Yi Yi should eat more."

"Yes, thank you, Father Xiong."

Heroie put down her soup bowl, looked at the tender meat patty in the bowl, then at her father, and finally couldn't resist picking it up and stuffing it into her mouth.

The moment the flavor of the meat patty exploded on her tongue, Heroy couldn't help but squint her eyes and chew with her cheeks puffing out.

Seeing his expression, Manjushri felt both happy and satisfied, and couldn't help but put another piece into the baby's bowl.

Then, Heroie ate it.

Manjushri scooped up another spoonful of soup.

Heroiy drank it.

Wenshu then picked up a piece of green vegetable that children hate to eat.

Heroi was only stunned for a moment, but then she ate even more heartily!

Seeing how readily the cub accepted everything, Manjushri's initial joy in feeding it slowly turned into a complex mix of heartache.

This little guy isn't picky about anything!

He ate meat, vegetables, and even drank the soup clean, without even flinching!

Where else in the world can you find such an easy-to-feed baby?

But unfortunately, Yulis raised a child who wasn't picky about food to be skin and bones, with thin arms and legs. What a tragedy!

Manjushri was so furious that he silently cursed Manjushri's ancestors for eighteen generations...

"Why isn't the father eating?"

After finishing the meat pie in her mouth, Holoi looked up and found her father staring at her blankly, his chopsticks hanging motionless in mid-air.

He tilted his head in confusion, his cheeks puffed out, like a little hamster hoarding food.

Manjushri came to his senses: "Eat, Xiongfu, eat."

He casually ate a mouthful of rice, chewed it a couple of times, and couldn't resist adding a piece of pork rib to his son's bowl, grumbling, "Yiyi, you have to eat more."

Before Heroyi could answer, her father scooped up another spoonful of soup and steadily brought it to her lips: "Here, Yiyi, have a sip of soup."

Just as Heroy was about to say "I can do it myself," he was afraid that if he hesitated even a second longer, the spoonful of soup in his father's hand would drip onto his clothes.

He had no choice but to obediently lean over and gulp down the spoonful of soup.

The warm soup slid down my throat, making me feel cozy.

He licked his lips and was about to lower his head to continue eating when his father handed him another spoonful of soup.

"..."

Meanwhile, outside the villa, a tall figure was pacing back and forth.

This insect is none other than Nimon.

He had originally planned to come at night, since he would be too conspicuous during the day, and it would be troublesome if Yulis discovered him.

But he happened to be delivering goods nearby, and he was also thinking about that skinny little bug, so he inexplicably went around to it.

It was lunchtime, and he couldn't help but wonder if Yulis would just focus on eating and kick Holoi out.

But it didn't.

He waited outside for a while, but did not see any sign of Heroiyi, nor did he hear any crying, screaming, or things being smashed coming from inside the house.

Nimon immediately breathed a sigh of relief and quickly sent a message to the Marshal on his personal computer:

[Yi Yi is safe for now. I'll secretly bring her food tonight after Yulis falls asleep.]

The message was sent and received a reply in less than three seconds, as if the other party had been watching it the whole time.

Holoy: [Okay, I understand]

Nimon felt a mix of emotions as he read the Marshal's reply.

He could only do his best to ensure that Khroiyi did not go hungry before the marshal returned; beyond that, there was nothing more he could do.

Hopefully, Khroiyi can make it through these days and wait for the Marshal to return...