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

After the applause subsided, everyone moved to the sofa to sit down, as the table there was low enough for Herroy to easily cut the cake.

001 silently slid over and handed over a small knife with a blunt blade, clearly to prevent the little insect from accidentally hurting itself.

Manjushri put Yi Yi down from his arms and gently told him, "It's okay to go a little slower."

Heroui gripped the small knife, which was slightly longer than his hand, and carefully gestured with it for a long time. He looked left and right, as if measuring where to make the best cut.

Finally, guided by his father, he made the first cut, clumsy but focused, as if he were completing a very important task, even holding his breath.

He divided the cut cake into paper plates, and he personally handed the first piece to his grandmother—because she was the first person to give him a birthday present.

He stood on tiptoe, held the plate above his head, tilted his head back, and said, "Grandma eats first," his voice as clear as a pebble falling into the water.

Sirland paused for a moment before taking it, looking down at the lump of cream and cake base that he had cut rather irregularly. The cream was crooked to one side, and the cake base was cut unevenly, but it was placed neatly in the center of the plate.

He paused for two seconds, then picked up his fork, scooped up a spoonful, and put it in his mouth, only to find it unbearably salty.

After waiting anxiously for a while, Holoi asked, "Is it good?"

Sierland finished chewing before speaking, his voice flat yet insincere: "Delicious."

Only then did Heroyi turn around with satisfaction to divide the next piece, giving it to the male father who was closest to him, to the female father who had kicked his shoe away, to Brother Lin who had been taking pictures and recording for him, and finally cutting a huge piece for Brother Ayu.

"Brother Ayu, you eat."

"Thank you, Yi Yi."

Ayu reached out and took the cake, which was bigger than his palm. The plate was almost overflowing with it. Cream got on his fingertips, but he didn't care. He took a bite, and Chong Yiyi nodded to indicate that it was delicious.

"You're welcome!"

Heroy turned around and casually cut himself a piece. He ate it quickly, leaving a ring of cream on his lips, and then ran to a pile of gifts to start unwrapping them.

Soon, the sound of tearing wrappers, shouts of surprise, and ribbons and bows scattered all over the floor instantly transformed the living room into a lively little entertainment venue.

Heroin leaned against the sofa armrest, reached out and snatched the cup of tea from his father's hand, which he had barely sipped, and drank it all in one gulp without even looking at it.

Sierland's hand was still suspended in mid-air, holding the cup. She looked down at her empty palm, then looked up at her son's empty cup, her expression speechless yet helpless.

He used that cup of tea to cleanse his palate, but his unfilial son even tried to take it from him.

Seeing this, Manjushri was about to ask 001 to pour another cup when Lin Zhuoran, who was standing to the side, quickly picked up the teapot on 001's mechanical arm and poured five cups.

He quickly placed the teacup in front of each insect, concealing a hint of nervousness. Finally, he picked up a cup himself and headed towards Yi Yi, as if he had finally found a reason to leave naturally.

"Is Yi Yi thirsty? Here, have some tea," Lin Zhuoran squatted down and handed her the cup.

"Thank you, Brother Lin," Heroyi immediately scrambled to her feet, took the cup, gulped it down in a few gulps, and then grabbed Lin Zhuoran's wrist excitedly, saying, "Brother Lin, look!"

He took out a small, glowing spinning top, and when it spun on the floor, the entire living room was illuminated by a ring of flowing colored light.

Yi Yi was so excited that she spun around on the spot. After taking out another set of small building blocks, she immediately sat down and assembled two pieces. She examined each piece over and over for a long time, as if she were identifying some amazing treasure.

He picked up each gift and examined it for a long time, then ran over to thank the male and female parents—the toy box had a label that read "Wishing our little bug baby a safe and healthy growth," and he pointed to the label again and again, excitedly saying, "It's for me."

Manjushri patted Yi Yi's little head and said, "Yes, I wish our Yi Yi grows up healthy and strong."

"Keep dismantling it. Once it's done, have 003 carry it up to your room and put it away for you."

Heroyi nodded, but this time when he ran back, he pulled his brother Ayu along with him.

Without hesitation, A-Yu immediately got up and followed, squatting down next to Yi-Yi to help him unpack a tightly sealed box. As his fingers deftly peeled back the tape, Yi-Yi cheered him on from the side, "Go, A-Yu brother!"

Manjushri smiled as he looked at them. When he turned around, he saw that Herroyen had almost gotten into a fight with his female father again. One of them had a slightly furrowed brow, while the other had no expression.

"What are you doing?" He quickly grabbed Herroyen's arm, then handed him his teacup, urging him, "You can drink mine."

Herroyen accepted the offer without hesitation and took a sip.

Anyway, it's perfectly reasonable for him to drink the male master's tea, and it's also perfectly justifiable for him to drink the female father's things; the two don't conflict.

"Alright, the cake seems to be too sweet. Don't fight with your father for water." Manjushri gently pressed down on the back of his hand.

"Really?" Holoyen couldn't taste any sweetness at all, but finally stopped trying to snatch the tea from his father.

"Hmm," Manjushri scratched his palm to tell him not to upset his female father, then got up and took the teapot from the 001 mechanical arm to pour his female father another cup.

After watching the tea gradually fill up, Sirland said "thank you" to him, and then, to prevent his unfilial son from snatching it again, he tilted his head back and drank it all in one gulp, placing the empty cup steadily back on the table as if to assert his dominance.

A few minutes later, Herroy opened the last gift box—it contained a set of colorful paints and brushes, with various small patterns printed on the brush handles, neatly stacked in the box like a rainbow.

He ran over with the box in his arms, holding it up to show Sirland. His little face was slightly flushed with excitement, and he kept chattering, "Grandma, Grandma, look! Look!"

"It's that drawing brush from the cartoon you showed me last time!"

"I have the exact same one!"

As he spoke, he pulled out one of the pens and gestured in the air, as if he couldn't wait to leave the first mark somewhere.

Sirland lowered his eyes and recognized the paint and brushes in his hand; they were indeed the same ones he had shown to Yi Yi during an educational animation.

He nodded and replied casually, "I'll buy you some drawing paper later."

Holoiyi paused for a moment, then cheered, bouncing around with the box of paintbrushes in his arms, excitedly asking, "Really? Thank you, Grandmother!"

Holoyen, who had been resting his head on the lord's shoulder, heard the commotion and was about to get up and say something when the lord pressed his shoulder down.

Manjushri clicked his tongue, turned his head to look at him, and said, "Didn't you previously hope that Yi Yi would have a better relationship with her female father?"

"Sigh," Holoy sighed, deciding to sit still and stop fidgeting.