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

After the snacks were all gone, Wenshu carried the baby to the backyard to bask in the sun.

The warm afternoon sun spread across the lawn, and Wenshu leaned back in his deck chair, squinting.

Holoiyi, on the other hand, couldn't sit still at all, running around everywhere with her short legs moving very fast;

Sometimes it would dart up a tree to sharpen its claws, the milky-white scales scraping against the rough bark with a harsh, screeching sound...

Herroyne did not follow.

He had 001 prepare some food for him and then sat down at the table to eat alone with composure.

About an hour later, Wenshu led the child into the house, and they snuggled on the sofa together, flipping through the book "You Can Overtake on a Curve".

At first, Holoi sat up properly, his little paws diligently gripping the pages, but after reading only a few paragraphs, the dense text began to struggle against his eyelids again.

Finally, unable to bear it any longer, he looked up and tugged at his father's sleeve, pleading with half-open eyes, "Father, please read it to me, okay?"

"it is good."

Wenshu nodded, picked up the book and turned to the second chapter, but before he could even finish reading a single page, he found that his little one had fallen asleep beside him.

Manjushri didn't actually find it funny; on the contrary, it gave him a bit of a headache.

What if Yi Yi is like this when she's in school? Wouldn't all that education have been for nothing?

However, on the other hand, fortunately, the little one's dream is to become a female soldier, not a top student. She is equally good at both academics and martial arts!

Manjushri comforted himself, feeling a little better.

He was about to continue reading when he heard footsteps coming from the other end of the stairs.

Manjushri looked up and saw that it was Heroyen who had come downstairs from the study at some point and was walking towards him.

Herroyen arrived right on time.

He walked up to the ruler and stopped, asking with concern, "Your Majesty, are you feeling unwell?"

"It's alright," Manjushri shook his head and said, "I'm just a little dizzy."

But he had to admit that from the moment Heroion approached, when he smelled that aura—no, when he sensed that faint spiritual energy—his body did feel a little more comfortable.

"Hmm," Heroin said without surprise. Although they had done quite a bit, it had been so long, it was time...

He reached out his hand to the powerful ruler, palm up, waiting for the ruler's hand to touch him.

However, no, because the male ruler did not understand the meaning of his outstretched hand at all, and even asked him what was wrong.

Herroyne: "..."

Manjushri was truly bewildered, even mistakenly thinking that he had taken something of his by mistake.

Or should we return the book to him?

"Aren't you going to do it?"

"What?"

What the hell?

Manjushri was clearly startled by his serious yet nonsensical words. What was he doing?

Seeing that the shock and confusion on the master's face seemed genuine, Holoyen had no choice but to explain again: "If you don't do it, not only will your body gradually become tired, but it will also affect your normal activities in a few hours."

Manjushri: "?"

Holoyen continued, "Because the period of mental disturbance... it will take at least three days to end."

After the explanation, doubts arose in his mind.

Originally, he mistakenly thought that the male master was unconscious and that's why he needed to be informed, but he never expected him to be so lucid now...

Could he really be Manjushri?

Even if that's the case, why wouldn't he know such simple common sense? Is Manjushri an idiot?

But... a gentle idiot?

Herroen's gaze suddenly shifted to the sleeping baby beside him, staring at the little snoring dumpling, and suddenly thought... being an idiot wouldn't be so bad.

Manjushri seemed frozen in place, his mind still processing the phrase "at least three days," which he found utterly terrifying!

What made his scalp tingle even more than the three days was that Herroyen, with his excessively handsome face and calm, composed tone, calmly discussed with him "whether to do it or not"!

The sense of incongruity was so strong that he couldn't decide whether to be shocked or blush first.

But there is no doubt that since he came into the house from the backyard to read, his head has become increasingly dizzy, and a blurry shadow occasionally appears on the edge of his vision.

It was only now, smelling the scent emanating from Holoyen, that I felt somewhat relieved.

Holoyen extended his hand again, getting straight to the point: "Would you like to do it?"

"I..." Manjushri's lips twitched.

He subconsciously turned his head to look at the sleeping baby on the sofa, but before he could say, "Maybe we should see how things go later," he was suddenly lifted into the air.

Holoyen mistakenly thought that the male was embarrassed to respond, so when the male turned his head away shyly, he quickly bent down, put one hand under his knees and the other hand on his back, and picked him up horizontally.

His movements were swift and steady. On the surface, he seemed concerned for his master, and said righteously, "Let me carry you up."

Behind the scenes, he deliberately released his spiritual power, which gently brushed against the male master's senses with a just-right seduction, as if silently declaring: We have no choice but to do it!

After sensing his mother's spiritual power in his sleep, the little one on the sofa comfortably rolled over, and his curled tail unfurled.

Holding the baby in his arms, Wenshu looked down and saw that the baby's clothes had been rolled up, revealing a chubby little belly. She quickly said, "You'll catch a cold. Cover Yiyi with a blanket first!"

"Hmm," Holoyen agreed, because he was temporarily losing confidence in his insect cub's constitution and was afraid that he would get sick again from catching a cold.

He steadied the male's body with one hand, and with the other hand, he quickly grabbed a small blanket from the side and threw it over the cub. The movement was quick and neat. The small blanket was slapped on with a "thud," covering the cub from head to toe completely, with only half of its furry head sticking out.

When Manjushri saw his rude actions, his eyelids twitched involuntarily.

Meanwhile, Holoi, who had been sleeping soundly on the sofa, was startled by the sudden movement of the blanket. She immediately began to frantically wave her little hands and feet in her sleep...

"My lord, let's go upstairs," Heroion said, his steady and powerful arms tightening slightly as he carried the lord and turned to walk upstairs.

For the first time, Manjushri was held in his arms while fully conscious, with almost half of his face pressed against his chest. He could even clearly hear the "thump thump thump" of his heartbeat through the fabric.

His fingers unconsciously tightened around Herroyen's collar, and he originally wanted to say, "Why don't you put me down and walk by yourself?"

But when he inadvertently looked up and met Holoyen's rugged and handsome profile, the words he was about to say caught in his throat.

It wasn't until they entered the room that Manjushri gradually came to his senses.

But the awkward situation he had imagined did not occur, because the moment the door closed, Heroyen released a large amount of his dense mental energy.

Manjushri's mind almost instantly gave up resisting; all the tension, hesitation, and awkwardness were easily melted away by that alluring spiritual power.

This time, Herroyen deliberately slowed down the pace.

His kisses slowly landed on the master's lips, chin, and ear... like a meticulously woven hunt.

Then he began to wait patiently, waiting for the male ruler's rationality to gradually fade away in the fusion of their spiritual powers, until he was left with only instinctive responses...

Finally, after six minutes, he got what he was waiting for.

Manjushri's breathing had become hot and rapid, and his unfocused eyes could no longer reflect any clear-headedness.

Heroion dared to lean close to his ear, as if frantically probing under the siege of strange beasts, and desperately whispered, "Manjushri?"

When those two words fell into the ambiguous air, Herroyen didn't even dare to breathe.

Manjushri did not open his eyes; his eyelashes trembled slightly, and he softly hummed in agreement.

That "hmm" was so faint, almost a whisper, as if testing Holoyen's hearing, nearly drowned out by a surge of mental energy...

And Holoyen, of course, successfully captured it!

In just half a second, Herroyen's eyes lit up.

He found himself unable to distinguish whether the churning in his chest was excitement or agitation. In any case, he abandoned all the good qualities that a female insect should have—restraint, docility, patience, caution... all of them were disregarded by him!

He tightened his arms, pulled the male master into a deep embrace, and kissed him passionately, as if he wanted to take back all the misalignment and loss of the past two years with this kiss!

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