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

Manjushri stood there dumbfounded, his mind blank.

Why are you apologizing for nothing?

He opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a single word as he looked at the 1.9-meter-tall marshal who was holding his son tightly, looking like he was confessing his sins and accepting punishment.

Holoi kept shaking his head, which was being held down by his female father. He first bit his female father's finger lightly, like a small animal grinding its teeth, and then finally poked his head out!

Just as he looked up, the two small antennae on his forehead accidentally pricked his female father's chin.

Holoiyi, preoccupied with covering her father's mouth with her tiny paws, said in a clear, loud voice, "Father said that you don't need to apologize if you haven't done anything wrong!"

"So the father-in-law doesn't need to apologize!"

As he heard the baby's voice echoing in his ears, Heroin's pupils contracted sharply.

He almost reflexively tensed his back, fearing that his son's outrageous words would anger Yulis.

After all, in the past, any slight "disobedience" could become an excuse for punishment or harassment.

He quickly pulled the baby closer to his chest, lowered his head, and spoke even faster and more urgently than before: "I'm sorry, my lord, it's my fault for not disciplining him properly. Please don't be angry with Yi Yi."

However, a gentle voice reached his ears.

"No, Yi Yi wasn't wrong either," and it was indeed he who taught her.

After speaking, Manjushri's gaze wandered aimlessly, unsure where to settle.

He was a little afraid to look at Holoyen's handsome face; his golden eyes were too deep and dark, as if they could see through all pretenses.

But more importantly, the features of that face were too handsome and too sharp, creating a devastating contrast to his imagined "old man in his fifties".

He started to panic a little, not even knowing where to put his hands. Although he was the owner of this body, he still felt a sense of fear, as if he were an imposter stealing the account.

"Um, you..."

What? You called him Herroyen? Isn't that too formal?

Call him Yi Yi's father? That's too much of a mouthful!

Or should it be called... or something else?

Manjushri's mind was a complete mess; he couldn't think of any way to address him.

Finally, he simply gave up, awkwardly waving his hand and quickly tossing out, "Uh, it's nothing, it's nap time anyway. Um... you take Yi Yi to sleep, I'm going to sleep too."

"Yeah, I'm going to bed..."

After saying that, he left almost as if he were fleeing in panic. The next second, a series of rapid 'patter patter' footsteps echoed on the stairs.

Immediately afterwards, a muffled bang was heard, and the master bedroom door was slammed shut, as if to shut out the whole world.

In the huge living room, only Herroyen and the little dumpling in his arms, still wriggling excitedly, remained.

Holoyen stood silently in place, utterly surprised by the seemingly reckless "master," so much so that he remained in shock for a long time.

If it weren't for Yi Yi kissing him on the face and neck and clinging to his collar with her little hands, he thinks he would have been stunned for a while longer.

"Father-mother-f ......"

Herroy's voice was much louder than the birds in the trees.

Holoyen finally snapped out of his daze, staring at the overly round and overly lively little bug in his arms...

He couldn't resist sticking out a finger and poking the baby's chubby cheeks, then pinching his plump little arm, and couldn't help but wonder, "Could it have been injected with water?"

"Father," Holoiyi tilted her head, "what does 'injecting water' mean?"

"It's nothing," he thought. He could still distinguish between the weight of water and the weight of meat.

He carried the baby and turned to go upstairs, walking deeper into the corridor, clearly intending to take Yi Yi back to his room.

Although his room was vastly different from the 'master bedroom' and simply furnished, it was still much better than the storage room on the first floor.

But just as he passed by the baby's room, Holoi suddenly started struggling in his arms, excitedly pointing her little paws at her own room and shouting, "Father-father! Go to my room! Go to my room!"

Herroyen stopped in his tracks and looked in the direction the little one was pointing. The door was slightly ajar, letting in a warm ray of light.

That was Zai Zai's original room, and it's been empty for a long time now, because Yulis insisted on sending Yi Yi to the storage room on the first floor, refusing to let Zai Zai step into this room even once...

"Did your father let you come back to live here?" Heroin's voice was a little tense.

"Mmm-hmm!" Holoi nodded vigorously, her little braids swaying as she did so. "My father is very good to me now. He doesn't hit me or scold me anymore!"

Herroyen paused for a moment, his gaze lingering on the door for a brief instant.

There was no lying or deception in Zai Zai's words; he could tell. But he still couldn't completely believe that Yulis could suddenly become better.

He pushed open the door with some skepticism and went inside...