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

However, in the end, Herroyne succeeded during his lunch break.

Because he told the male ruler that he also felt the pinch when spending money, but when he thought that the male ruler was alright, he felt that everything was worth it.

Upon hearing this, Manjushri initially struggled, since he was always the one who was completely taken advantage of in this way. Moreover, he always felt something was off, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

Gradually, seeing a layer of sadness rise in Holoyen's golden eyes, and the whole insect about to be humbled to the dust, he immediately felt guilty and blamed himself for his filthy thoughts. How could he have wronged Holoyen for no reason?

Then, without thinking about anything else, I took the initiative to kiss him.

For some reason, Herroyen eventually regained control...

On the other side, Yuze and his adjutants took the little one around and played around for several rounds, running, jumping, lifting weights, ambushing, flying... they worked up a sweat from all the activity.

Heroyee's little face was flushed from running, her wisps of hair were wet and stuck to her forehead, and even her little tail was covered in dust, making it look dusty...

It was already past four in the afternoon when they finally took the baby back.

Heroy knocked on the office door several times, but there was no response.

Yuze squatted down and patted his head with a smile: "They've probably gone out. Yiyi, go inside and sit down to wait for your parents. We have to get back to work."

"Mmm!" Heroy nodded with a grin, then used her soft little mouth to "smack" and "smack" each of them, leaving light drool marks on the faces of several adjutants.

Before entering, he didn't forget to turn back and wave his little paws at the uncles who had played with him for most of the day...

Only after they were out of sight did Heroie close the door. Her short legs quickly ran to the water dispenser, stood on tiptoe to pick up her parents' cups, filled them with water, and gulped down several cups before finally letting out a sigh of relief.

After drinking the water, his belly got even rounder.

Heroie touched her slightly full stomach, patted her sweat-dampened chest, and couldn't help but let out a long burp, instantly feeling much better.

He put down his cup contentedly and was about to climb onto the sofa to take a nap when the door to the lounge was suddenly opened.

Holoi turned her head and saw her father!

No, it's a female father with the scent of a male father!

His eyes lit up, and he quickly ran over, but before he could even throw himself into his father's arms, his father grabbed him by the back of the neck and lifted him up.

Holoin frowned, picked up the baby, sniffed it, and then turned his face away in disgust: "Why do you smell so bad?"

Heroie was held in mid-air, waving her little paws and howling towards the lounge, "Daddy! Help! Daddy..."

Halfway through his call, he suddenly realized that his father might not be able to save him.

Because he had just seen through the crack in the door that the male father was lying on the bed, and he guessed that he had been eaten quite a bit by the female father and was barely able to take care of himself.

Holoy sighed and carried the suddenly quiet little cub into the bathroom.

As she passed by the bed, Heroiyi immediately saw her father sleeping soundly, looking rather pitiful.

The air was thick with the scent of the mating couple, so strong it was almost overwhelming. Holoiyi's little nose twitched, sniffing around several times until his father dragged him into the bathroom... But the scents only intensified, almost completely filling his sense of smell!

Before Heroie could even ask, "Is the male father still alive?", she was scolded by the female father: "What are you doing, moving around like that?"

"Father, why aren't you eating if you're hungry?"

"You eat the male father, and the male father eats you. Don't you feel pain?"

In response, Herroyen turned the sprayer up to its maximum without hesitation, and the water jets poured over his head.

Heroyi shrank back as she was drenched in water, but still stubbornly fueled the fire: "I didn't say anything wrong!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she was mercilessly doused with water by her father.

When they finally finished bathing, Holoi was wrapped up in an oversized garment, looking like a chubby little roly-poly toy, with only her fluffy little head sticking out.

Holoyan tossed him next to the male lord, leaving behind the words "Don't bother your father" before turning and leaving.

Ten minutes ago, the lieutenant general sent a message saying that a promising talent had finally emerged. The insect had been sent to the healing department for testing, and he was told to hurry up and pick it up, otherwise it would be taken by the commanders of the four major legions.

Holoi sat on the pillow in a daze, watching his female father's figure disappear behind the door. A few seconds later, his male father woke up.

"Yi Yi?"

When Manjushri opened his eyes, he was startled. His first reaction was to check his clothes... Thankfully, Holoyen had dressed him.

He breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at the little bundle of flesh wrapped up tightly, and couldn't help but chuckle, "Why is Yi Yi dressed like this?"

Heroy moved, and the whole insect wobbled and fell towards its father like a roly-poly toy.

"My father helped me get dressed. He said I smelled bad, so he gave me a bath."

After being helped into a more upright position by her father, Heroie asked, "Father, why did you change your clothes too?"

"Did your father-in-law bathe you and change your clothes?"

Manjushri's smile vanished abruptly: "..."

Why is my kid so smarter after playing around?

Has he become intelligent?

Manjushri saw that the little insect was swaying unsteadily, and its wet hair had only been wiped haphazardly a couple of times, making it look like a messy bird's nest.

He sighed, got up, took a hairdryer from the cabinet next to him, and waved to the little one: "Yiyi, come and dry your hair."

"Oh, oh!" Holoy responded twice. Since his limbs were wrapped up and he couldn't move, he simply fell onto the bed and rolled towards his father.

But he rolled around so happily that the oversized coat he was wearing came undone.

As soon as Manjushri plugged the plug into the socket, he turned around and saw that the little one's clothes had slipped down quite a bit, revealing half of his shoulder, making him look like a pitiful little beggar.

He couldn't help but burst out laughing.

After regaining her balance, Heroie, who was standing to the side, started giggling, her little shoulders shaking with laughter...

In the end, it was only because Manjushri was worried that he would get sick with wet hair that she managed to stop laughing and quickly dried his hair.

As the warm air blew out, Holoi opened her mouth wide and screamed "Ahhh!" as if trying to outdo the hairdryer in making noise. The two sounds echoed back and forth in the room for quite a while...

When her hair was completely dry, Manjushri rummaged through the wardrobe, trying to find a slightly smaller piece of clothing.

He rummaged around for a while and actually found a set of his son's old clothes, neatly folded and placed at the deepest part of the closet.

However, the fabric had been washed until it turned white, and the edges were a bit fuzzy and rough to the touch, completely different from the soft and delicate clothes that the baby was wearing now.

Wenshu hesitated for a moment while holding the outfit, then walked up to the little one and asked, "Yiyi, this is the only one left. It might be a little uncomfortable to wear..."

Holoi took the clothes without a care, and said with a smile, "It's okay, Father. These are clothes I used to wear often. They're very comfortable."

Manjushri nodded, reached out and touched his little head, the hair under his palm still warm from the hairdryer.

Holoiyi chuckled at her father, then grabbed her clothes and shyly hid under the covers.

The blanket bulged out, and a chubby little figure inside kept wriggling. After a dozen seconds, it popped out from under the blanket with "ah ah ah" sounds, looking just like a mischievous monkey jumping out of a rock.

Holoi laughed louder and louder, raising her little paws above her head and cheering excitedly...

Manjushri was amused by him and burst into laughter, but the smile froze after only a few seconds.

When the child was spinning around, he noticed a thin, long seam on the back of the clothes. The stitches were crooked and the thread wasn't the original color of the clothes.

Manjushri immediately hugged the baby, his fingertips gently touching the stitches. In a daze, he recalled the crisscrossing whip marks on Holoyen's back; clearly, these were left by Yulis.

"Yiyi," Wenshu's voice was a little tense, "was this something Xiongfu hit before?"

When Holoi heard her father's strange tone, she panicked and turned her little head to look, only to find an ugly stitch on her back.

He didn't know what to do, and in his panic, he slapped his head with his little paws, his little mouth babbling incoherently, "No! I fell down by myself! Father, it doesn't hurt..."

"It really doesn't hurt! It's all better now! Don't cry, Father!"

"Hmm," Manjushri responded, tightening his arms even more.

"Mmm! Don't cry, Father, I don't hurt at all anymore..."