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

Suddenly, Herroyen's knees buckled, and the entire insect seemed to lose its balance, deliberately falling towards Manjushri.

The tall figure slammed down with irresistible force, causing Manjushri to stumble and nearly fall. Fortunately, his back hit the wall, allowing him to regain his balance...

Herroyen's chest pressed against his shoulder, a strand of hair brushing against his ear, and he began to lie without batting an eye: "Sorry, my lord, my legs are numb."

The warm breath brushed past his ear, and half of Manjushri's body stiffened.

"No, no, no, no, no, no, it's okay, just don't kneel down again."

"Understood," Holoyen replied, his eyes lowered, but a barely perceptible smile played at the corners of his lips. "My lord."

You've really changed!

No male insect in this world would easily believe that "a female insect's legs go numb after kneeling for less than half an hour," especially since he is a female soldier!

After Holoyen figured out what he wanted, he didn't back down. After all, he had to keep up the act, so he let Manjushri help him walk to the room.

Manjushri had no idea what the guy next to him was up to; he was only thinking about getting this "mountain" into a chair so he could get away as quickly as possible.

After being shoved into the chair, Holoyern symbolically rubbed his perfectly fine knee, then raised his head and said respectfully, "Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Wenshu gave an awkward laugh, glanced around for a moment, and said, "I'm going to get Yiyi's clothes first," before fleeing in a panic.

Inside the bathroom, Heroi was still soaking in the bathtub, staring blankly at the few bubbles he had slapped away floating on the surface of the water, looking utterly hopeless.

The father said he would get his clothes for him, but he hasn't come back yet.

His room wasn't far from the bathroom; even walking slowly would take him two round trips!

But so much time has passed, and her father still hasn't returned... Holoiyi's little head rested on the edge of the bathtub, her eyes fixed on the light streaming through the crack in the door, her mind wandering uncontrollably again:

Was the father really angry?

Do you just not want to deal with him anymore?

Do you think he's too bad and too annoying?

Just as he was getting worse with each passing thought, the door was pushed open.

Manjushri rushed over, the little set of pajamas in his hand was a little wrinkled from being gripped so tightly, it was obvious that he had grabbed it in a hurry.

The moment Heroie saw her father, her eyes welled up with tears again.

Wenshu casually placed the clothes on the nearby counter, turned around, touched the baby's cheek, and gently rubbed his fingertips against the baby's reddened nose, softly coaxing, "Why is our little Yiyi crying again? Did your father keep you waiting too long?"

Heroie shook her head, sniffed hard, and forced back the sour feeling inside.

He didn't know why he was being so pathetic today. Maybe he was genuinely afraid his father would abandon him...

Seeing that he didn't speak, Manjushri understood the general idea. It seemed that the scene of drowning had probably caused a lot of psychological trauma to the little one!

He stopped asking questions, and simply picked up a small towel draped over the edge of the bathtub, soaked it with the foam floating on the water, and used it to wipe the baby's shoulders, arms, and back.

He rarely bathed Holoi because the little one was too shy, and this was probably the second time.

"Did you scare Yiyi today?"

Manjushri's voice was low, as if he were telling him a little story, "It's all the male father's fault. He can't swim but he still went into the water, which startled Yi Yi and made him get scolded by the female father..."

"No!" Heroie hurriedly interrupted her father, explaining anxiously, "It was me! I was the one who insisted on dragging you down with me! It was my fault!"

His big eyes were filled with endless self-reproach, and his little face was taut, as if he was determined to take the blame.

Upon hearing his son's words, Manjushri felt a surge of inexplicable pride.

This one-year-old is already so responsible, knowing how to take responsibility instead of shirking it. When a child like this grows up, he will surely thrive wherever he goes!

Wenshu took a towel and rubbed his little face, wiping away the tears that were about to overflow, stopping him from feeling guilty any longer.

"Alright, alright, let's say we were both wrong."

"From now on, Father Xiong won't blame Yi Yi, and Yi Yi shouldn't blame Father Xiong either, okay?"

Heroi blinked, clearly confused. What did his father mean? He couldn't understand.

Manjushri didn't give him a chance to think it over, continuing to wash the baby's chubby little face, and continued speaking to herself, "Since that's the case, then let 001 cook a big meal tonight to soothe our wounded hearts, okay?"

Heroi was even more confused.

Is it really possible to do this?

He made such a big mistake, and it was just let off so easily?

Could the male father be secretly punishing the female father behind his back?

He hesitated for a moment, then couldn't help asking, "What about the female father? You don't blame him?"

Upon hearing this, Wenshu recalled the image of Herroyen kneeling at the bathroom door, and his anger surged up again.

But he couldn't put all the blame on Herroyen, otherwise he would be sowing discord.

He took a deep breath, suppressing his anger, and explained earnestly, "It's not anyone's fault! Father Xiong had no intention of punishing anyone, Yi Yi, don't worry."

"Really?" Heroi still didn't believe it.

Although he was afraid that his male father would ignore him, he was even more afraid that his female father would be punished without his knowledge.

He pushed the foam on the water's surface with his little paws, hesitated for a long time, and then started talking nonsense again: "How about... Father, you punish me?"

Manjushri remained silent. He quietly pressed the button next to the bathtub, and the water in the tub gradually drained away before clean hot water rushed in.

He stared at his son's worried little face, thought about it seriously for a moment, and then said, "Alright, then I'll have to let the father think about it carefully."

After saying that, he pretended to rest his chin on his hand and start thinking.

Honestly, he's never punished anyone in his life, which is quite remarkable!

When Holoiyi saw that his father had indeed fulfilled his promise, he felt both happy and sad.

The good thing is that if the male father punishes him, he won't punish the female father;

Sadly, the father had just boasted that he would forgive all the worms, so why did he suddenly change his mind?

Now his little head was even more confused.

Just as his little head was about to droop into the water, Manjushri suddenly reached out and cupped his chin, manually tilting his head back up.

"Then how about we punish Yi Yi by making her eat two more bowls of rice, Father?"

Manjushri thought this punishment was absolutely fantastic!

Given Yi Yi's current emotional state, it's likely to affect her appetite later, so he can use this as an excuse to get the baby to eat more.

When Holoi heard about the punishment, she was stunned and stared blankly at her father... "Eat two more bowls of rice?"

Is this truly a punishment rather than a reward?

"What? Yi Yi doesn't like it?"

Manjushri frowned deliberately. "Then let's choose another one."

"No!" Holoi quickly interjected, her voice even more urgent than before, "I like him! A father figure can't be changed so easily!"

Seeing that he had finally regained his energy, Manjushri breathed a sigh of relief: "Alright, then we won't change it!"

"Have 001 give Yi Yi two extra bowls of rice later. Yi Yi needs to eat her fill, okay?"

"Yes, yes," Heroy nodded vigorously.

"Alright, alright, let's stop washing and get dressed."

Manjushri pulled him out of the bathtub and wrapped his wet little body in a large towel; otherwise, if he continued to be washed, the little guy would probably get soaked and bloated.

Heroi was wrapped tightly in a towel, with only her head sticking out.

He glanced down at the small clothes his father had placed beside him, then looked up at his father again, and said somewhat embarrassedly, "Father, I can dress myself..."

"Okay," Manjushri smiled, released him, and stepped back to the door. "Our Yiyi has grown up. Her father is waiting for her at the door."

"Mmm!" Holoi responded, her voice regaining its previous calm and reassuring quality.

Manjushri gently closed the door, leaned against the wall in the corridor, and let out a long breath.

Today was more tiring for him than the past two weeks combined...