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

Three hours later, Herroyne went downstairs, completely satisfied.

He didn't really want it to end so quickly, but the baby had already woken up. He vaguely heard the sound of turning over downstairs and the rustling of little paws scratching the blanket. He was afraid that the baby would suddenly run upstairs and disturb them.

Since the male protagonist also suggested that he wanted to rest for a while and take a bath, he asked 004 to fill the tub with hot water, then carried the male protagonist to the bathtub to soak, while he tidied himself up and went downstairs.

Holoi was sitting on the sofa, sleepily looking around for the male and female parents, but she couldn't find even a trace of an insect.

He ruffled his messy hair, glanced at the thick, open book on his left, and then looked at the empty space on his right.

Huh? No! It's the female father who's here!

Holoyen walked to the sofa and sat down next to the baby. The baby's little nose twitched, then it climbed onto his lap and sniffed around...

Holoi was a little unsure, so she leaned closer and sniffed it again, and now she was sure!

The female father really does have the scent of the male father!

The aura seemed to emanate from the female father's entire body; it was everywhere and exceptionally clear.

Holoi grabbed her father's clothes to prevent herself from slipping down and asked him three urgent questions:

"Where is the father?"

"What did you and Xiong's father do?"

"Where did Xiong's father go?"

When Herroin heard him keep calling him "male father, male father" without even calling him "female father," he was about to flick him on the head, but as soon as he raised his hand, the little guy grabbed his arm.

Holoi hugged his arm and sniffed it repeatedly, pressing her little nose against his wrist as if she were about to take a bite.

The reason was that, in the brief moment when Herroyen raised his hand, the little one noticed that the male father's scent on the female father's arm was even stronger.

He stretched out his little paws and touched, scratched, and picked at his female father's arm, earnestly searching and muttering, "Where is the male father?"

Seeing his earnest and seemingly genuine expression, Herroyne fell silent...

Looking for a male father figure in him?

Could he possibly devour the male ruler?

How could he have given birth to such a stupid little bug?

However, not long after this question arose, he suddenly remembered the powerful ruler who didn't even understand the basics of mental power, and immediately understood.

"Where?"

When Holoii couldn't find the male father no matter how much she searched on the female father, she became anxious.

He could clearly smell the male father's scent, but he couldn't find the insect anywhere.

His little paws thrashed about more and more frantically, until finally his tail snapped straight up in fright.

Holoy sighed and told him impatiently, "The bathroom! Your father's in there..."

Before he could finish speaking, his mouth was suddenly grabbed and held shut by Heroiyi's two little paws.

The moment the female father opened his mouth, Heroi smelled an even stronger scent from his breath, which made him mistakenly believe that the female father had eaten the male father!

He covered the female father's mouth with both hands, frantically turning around and shouting, "Male father!"

"Father! Father! Father! Father! Father! Father! Father! Father! Father! Father! Father! Father! Father! Father! Father! Father!"

He called out once, twice, three times... countless times, but no insect responded.

The living room was quiet, with only his own voice echoing between the walls.

This made Heroi even more convinced that the male father must have been eaten by the female father!

With his mouth covered, Holoyen could only watch helplessly as the little brat bounced around anxiously on his lap. He could only reach out and ruthlessly slap the brat's hand away.

Holoyen was truly speechless this time; his own insectoid offspring was incredibly stupid!

What does it matter how loudly you call for your father in the living room?

Putting aside the fact that this house has excellent soundproofing, the distance between the living room and the bathroom is so far, it would be a miracle if your father, who is not a female insect, could hear anything!

"Alright," he took a breath and was about to say again, "Your father is taking a bath in the bathroom," but before he could finish speaking, Holoi stepped on his leg again and pinched his mouth hard with her two little paws!

Holoy rolled his eyes: "..."

Holoiyi, refusing to believe it, leaned close to the female father's mouth and roared, "Male father!"

In that instant, Herroyen felt as if his ears were deafened.

But what happened next was even more outrageous.

After shouting, Heroy realized that shouting alone was useless, so he racked his brains and came up with a more effective way!

He pried open the female father's mouth with his bare hands, just as the female father had broken down his bedroom door with his bare hands. Then he stuck his buttocks out and peered inside, trying to find any remnants of the male father in the female father's mouth.

Unfortunately not.

Heroie felt as if the sky had fallen: Waaaaah...

The female father's mouth was clean, with only the male father's familiar scent remaining inside!

Heroi was terrified. He peered around and strained his eyes to check, but there was no hair, no bits of flesh, no bone fragments... He found no evidence whatsoever that the male father had been eaten by the female father.

Unwilling to give up, he moved even closer, his little nose almost touching his father's lips...

Holoyen stared blankly, despairing at the intelligence of the little bug trying to crawl into his mouth.

He raised his hand, ready to grab the baby by the back of the neck, intending to drag him upstairs to knock on the bathroom door to prove that "your father" was still alive;

The next second, Heroi's little paws, like a silky little eel, shoved directly into his mouth, almost tearing his throat!

Holoy was stunned by this sudden action. He decisively pulled the little boy's drool-covered arm out of his hand, trying his best to control his anger: "Heroy!"

Holoi stared at her wet little paws, her face contorted in a mournful expression, and asked:

Where is my father?