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

An hour later, Herroyen arrived home.

After finally finishing most of the military affairs, he handed over the remaining tasks to his adjutant, Yuze.

Yuze's expression was priceless when he received the pile of documents, but Herroyen didn't even have time to glance at him before turning around and boarding the starship.

On his way home, he was actually worried that Sirland might actually come knocking on his door and secretly snatch the baby away while he was away.

After all, given his mother's personality, she was perfectly capable of doing such a thing.

Fortunately, there is always a way to completely eliminate insects.

Not long after he left the military headquarters, he was immediately called in for an emergency surgery in Xierland!

A foolish male insect, drunk, piloted a starship and crashed head-on into an emergency evacuation point high in the sky, nearly killing himself.

Since the male insect's life is at stake, such severe surgeries must be personally signed by the hospital director. If the injury is too serious and life-threatening, the director may even need to perform the surgery himself.

Therefore, it is highly unlikely that Sirland will be able to spare the time to deal with the matter of "taking Yi Yi away" in the short term.

When Herroyne saw the news about the male insect's accident, his brow furrowed slightly.

He leaned back in his starship seat, gazing at the clouds drifting by outside the window, and couldn't help but sigh: "The timing of the injury was too perfect!"

Five minutes later, the starship slowly hovered in mid-air above the villa, and Herroyne pushed open the hatch and jumped down.

The military boots made a steady thud as they hit the ground. He straightened up and strode toward the door.

With a "click," 004 stood by the door, and a flat, mechanical voice promptly announced: "Welcome home, Master Insect."

In the living room, warm yellow light covered the floor.

Manjushri was lying on the carpet holding the baby, the two of them huddled together crookedly, covered by a small blanket that was half-draped over them.

Building blocks, paintbrushes, and paper were scattered all over the floor, as if a fierce battle had just ended.

Holoi snuggled in his father's arms, his round body wrapped in a light yellow jacket, his little paws clutching a colored pencil, drawing something on his father's hand.

Hearing the noise at the door, the two people, one big and one small, turned around at the same time.

Manjushri's hand was still on the cub's back, the cub's tail was sticking up in the air, and all four eyes were looking at Holoyen.

Standing in the entryway, gazing at the scene, Holoyen suddenly felt a little dazed. Even on the night he plotted against "Manjushri" two years ago, he had never imagined such a heartwarming scene would unfold in his home.

But now, this scene unfolded before his eyes without warning, almost extravagantly: a little insect in a pale yellow coat, nestled in the patriarch's arms, and a patriarch who had lost his temper and no longer cursed casually.

He walked over without even realizing it.

Before they had walked more than a few meters, the little boy climbed up from his father's arms and ran towards him.

Herroy's short legs moved swiftly, his pale yellow coat fluttering behind him like a small flag.

Herroyne crouched down and caught the small cannonball that was launched at him steadily.

"Father!"

Holoi hugged his neck, his little head bobbing in front of his female father's eyes, his voice crisp and clear, "I'm all better! Male father said I don't need to take my medicine anymore!"

Holoyen supported the baby's back with one hand and touched his forehead with the back of his other hand. It was indeed no longer hot; it was warm.

"Okay, that's good," he said, looking down and unable to resist kissing the baby's cheek.

Looking at that round, plump face, this little insect that's been raised so well in every way—if another insect had told him this, he probably wouldn't have believed it. But seeing it with his own eyes, it all felt like a dream...

"Father," Heroiyi also kissed Father's face several times, leaving saliva marks on half of Father's face.

Heroion wiped the drool off his face speechlessly, then picked him up and carried him to the edge of the carpet, intending to put the little sticky bug back on the carpet to play. But when he got closer, he noticed that the male master's expression was off.

The color in the male ruler's face was unnaturally faded, his lips were pale, his brows were slightly furrowed, and he was leaning against the armrest of the sofa, his posture revealing an indescribable weakness.

Herroyen's gaze lingered on the male lord's face for two seconds, and he couldn't help but wonder: Could it be that he was infected by the little one?

The male insect's body was already extremely weak; how could he have forgotten this!

Instantly, Herroyen felt extremely troubled.

"The insect offspring is sick" and "the male master is sick" are completely different!

If he takes the male protagonist to the hospital now, he might be reported to the Male Protection Association by Wuxinchong, and he will almost certainly be punished.

After all, the charge of "failing to take good care of the male ruler, causing him to fall ill" is not a small matter.

"My lord," Holoyen crouched down, his voice tinged with a tentative caution, "Are you alright?"

Manjushri didn't speak; he himself didn't know what was wrong.

Perhaps those posts were still lingering in his mind, and that feeling of depression enveloped him completely.

It's also possible that she caught some residual illness from the baby, and her body is indeed a bit unresponsive.

Or perhaps it was just too windy outside. He was in such a hurry to find his baby that he forgot to put on a coat. The cold wind blew in for a while, and he felt dizzy after carrying his baby inside.

Holoyen waited a moment, but received no response, so he called out again, "My Lord?"

Heroie chimed in from the side, telling the female father, "The male father just told me he's fine and we shouldn't worry!"

Holoyen glanced at the little one speechlessly.

Do you take everything seriously?

If something really happens later, not only will your father be unable to protect himself, but even if he immediately transfers you to Sirland, it probably won't help!

At this moment, Manjushri finally managed to squeeze out two words: "Um... I'm fine."

The moment he spoke, Herroyen's expression changed instantly.

The voice was noticeably hoarse, as if it had been sanded, and wrapped in an abnormal tremor.

Herroyn's gaze slowly moved down from Manjushri's Adam's apple... and a string in his heart began to vibrate uncontrollably.

On the other hand, Heroiyi, the entire insect, visibly became excited.

Because he smelled what seemed like many male fathers in the air!

One, two, three… the scents overlapped, making him feel dizzy and disoriented, as if he were being embraced by many male fathers at the same time…