Coming to the Zerg: I ​​started as a useless male Zerg

Lan Ci calculated the time, looked into Zhu Yan's tearful and innocent eyes, and answered seriously, "Very soon."

Even my beloved little hero is crying like this.

How could he continue to stay out there with peace of mind?

Zhu Yan: "Tomorrow?"

Lan Ci: “…”

Lan Ci: "Well, not so fast."

竹砚：(ー`?0?7ー)

Tsk!

Painting cake again!

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In the end, Lan Ci and Jing Jian frantically coaxed Zhu Yan for more than an hour before they finally calmed him down.

It's not entirely their fault.

Part of the reason might be that Zhu Yan herself was tired of crying, and the housekeeper's roasted lamb leg was just out of the oven.

So the moment you smell the aroma of food.

Zhu Yan stopped making a fuss immediately.

……

I saw him crying one second and running downstairs the next, happily gnawing on the roasted lamb leg in Zhuyan.

Jing Jian and Lan Ci finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Picking up Zhu Yan's almost dead laptop on the bed, Jing Jian asked, "Why can't you coax her this time?"

It was clear that she was very good at coaxing the little hero in the past.

Lan Ci sighed helplessly: "Every time when I'm almost done coaxing her, Ah Yan asks me to pat her head..."

Holographic projection is just a projection, you can’t see or touch it.

Lan Ci felt a handful of air, and Zhu Yan also felt air brushing over his head.

Then Zhu Yan, who was almost coaxed into submission, would realize it.

No matter how many nice words I say, they are all empty talk. My wife is still "free and easy" and not by my side.

Then we must continue to make trouble...

Jing Jian: "Actually, I really hope you come back soon. Look, little master misses you so much now."

When he comes back, he can quickly get the certificate with Zhu Yan to confirm his identity as a female husband.

Otherwise, a bunch of bugs will come to snatch it away soon.

Lan Ci adjusted the holographic visibility to the maximum and looked at Zhu Yan downstairs: "What I just said was the truth. I was not trying to deceive the little hero. I will be back as soon as possible."

Zhu Yan's computer issued a "low battery" reminder.

Jing Jian: "Master Xiaoxiong's computer is running out of power."

There was no intention of recharging and continuing the conversation.

Lan Ci nodded tactfully, then called out to Zhu Yan, "Little Hero, I'll be back soon."

Zhu Yan looked up, smiled and waved at Lan Ci.

As the optical computer hung up.

Lan Ci's holographic projection disappeared.

After Jing Jian charged the computer, he went downstairs and started feeding Zhu Yan.

The reason why I asked the butler to make roasted lamb legs.

It was because Jing Jian heard Zhu Yan, who was playing the game, shout the word "sheep".

So Jing Jian became more cautious.

The little hero is only picky about cooking skills and not about food. As long as the food tastes acceptable, he will eat it.

With Jing Jian's feeding, Zhu Yan soon had his fill and lay contentedly on the sofa to digest his food.

Jing Jian went to the bathroom to run hot water.

After the hot water was ready, Jing Jian returned to the living room.

He picked up Zhu Yan, who had eaten and drunk his fill, and walked towards the bathroom with a clear goal in mind.

……

——Protect cats and protect your mental health——

In fact, Jing Jian was not happy during this period, but he kept it in his heart and didn't say it.

Ever since Zhu Yan became addicted to games, he has spent his entire afternoon playing games.

Lie down on the bed in the bedroom and close the door.

Directly isolated from the world.

There is no time to accompany Jing Jian at all.

At first Jing Jian didn't care, she just thought it was good for the little hero to have a way to pass the time.

But after a long time, Jing Jian wanted to find Xiao Xiongzhu every time to keep in touch or talk.

But when I opened the door, I could only see Zhu Yan lying on the bed wearing a helmet, concentrating on playing games.

The sense of loss is self-evident.

When it was time to go to bed at night, Zhu Yan was very businesslike, giving Jing Jian the feeling that he was being "used and discarded".

So Jing Jian didn't have the slightest fondness for that damn game, but was too embarrassed to show it.

I can only frantically seek a sense of existence at night.

The kind that won't stop until it's full.