The sturdy brother dressed as an interstellar female

Zuo Yue frowned, expressionlessly dragged the message into the trash can.

After about ten minutes, Zuo's father couldn't wait for a reply, so he directly dialed the communication number, the notification sound cut off and rang again, Zuo Yue sighed lightly, and still clicked on the connection.

"How long are you going to mess around?"

As soon as he got connected, he was greeted with a straight question, Zuo Yue tilted his head, turned down the volume of the communicator before speaking, and said in a strange tone, "When have I ever been obedient in your eyes?"

The latter choked, and went straight to the point: "What's the matter with your married female husband? I don't know if the star network is full of news about you now, do you have to fight against me in everything?"

Zuo's father taught him to keep a low profile and keep his own place since he was a child, but this most outstanding male son turned against him in everything, without telling him, he was admitted to the military academy with the No. To earn his life, he never listened to his words.

Later, Zuoyue got a separate living room, so he became even more estranged from him.

"If pursuing what you want is against you, then it should be." Zuo Yue didn't bother to argue, the conflict between father and son has become serious for many years, and it is not possible to reconcile with just a few words.

The other end suffocated, and then heard the sound of slow breathing, Zuo father finally took a step back, and said in a calm voice: "That female named Xue Ming, bring him to see me."

Now that he has made concessions, Zuo Yue is no longer tit-for-tat, but his tone is still not familiar: "He will go to the palace soon, I'm afraid he can't do it now."

"Imperial Palace?" Father Zuo repeated these two words, and then fell into silence. When Zuo Yue wanted to speak again, the communication had already been hung up.

Zuo father's thoughts are always unpredictable to him.

He turned off the communication, only then did he realize that Xue Ming had come out of the tool room a long time ago, standing quietly in the opposite corner of the living room, listening to a lot.

"Come here." He beckoned with a gentle tone.

Xue Ming approached with strides, squatted down, and looked straight at his face, with a rare nervous expression on his face.

"Actually, I can be free."

Three days after officially joining the job, it should be enough to go to Xiongfu's house. Besides, Zuofu is the parent after all, and Xue Ming felt sorry for dumping him such a big face before meeting him.

Zuo Yue pinched the back of his neck: "I don't have a good relationship with him, I'm afraid it will make you angry if I go."

Xue Ming shook his head: "It's against etiquette not to go."

Speaking of which, he and Zuo Yue had obtained the marriage certificate for so long, and he had never visited his relatives. Although the kinship of the Zerg race was shallow, and the larvae had little contact with their parents after they became adults, in Xue Ming's view, their parents did not dare to give up their lives. Elders should still be respected.

Because of his persistence, Zuo Yue finally nodded.

Xiongfu was not friendly to him, Xue Ming felt it so clearly during the conversation between Zuo Yue and him, so that he was absent-minded during dinner, and almost scalded his hands with the soup bowl.

Zuo Yue took it and asked him to wait at the dining table.

At this time the doorbell rang, Xue Ming was doing nothing, so he walked over to open the door, and was stunned when he saw the person coming.

The male and Zuo Yue in front of him seemed to be carved out of the same mold, but his facial features were sharper, his eyes were as deep as the sea, and the law lines produced by his age made him more severe.

Xue Ming subconsciously raised his waist and knees, and stood in a military posture neatly: "Hello, Father Xiong."

Father Zuo glanced at him, and said "hmm" expressionlessly.

Xue Ming stepped aside and welcomed him in, just in time to hear Zuo Yue's voice from the kitchen: "Xue Ming, will the salt in the soup become weak?"

Father Zuo's face darkened, and before Xue Ming could react, he strode towards the kitchen, bumping into Zuo Yue who came out with soup at the door.

Xue Ming took a breath, his heart pumped up fiercely.

In the family structure of the Zerg, the males do not touch any housework. As for the kitchen, it is impossible to enter.

It is a serious dereliction of duty for a female to let a male husband go in and out of the kitchen, or even cook.

One can imagine the impact of this scene on Zuo's father.

Zuo Yue was not familiar with Xiongfu's aura, only after being reminded by Xiao O, he passed Zuofu who was standing in front of the door and brought the soup bowl to the dining table, so he called out in a hurry: "Xiongfu."

The atmosphere was stagnant.

Xue Ming's eyes swept between the two father and son who were silently facing each other, he pursed his lips and said nothing, went to the kitchen to fetch three pairs of bowls and chopsticks and came back.

Zuo Yue raised his hand and made an invitation gesture, with a calm expression: "Why don't Xiongfu have dinner together?"

The latter's face was colder than his. Maybe he felt that now was not a good time to have an attack, so he suppressed his anger and dragged his chair away to sit down.

Xue Ming wanted to serve the meal, but Zuo Yue secretly pulled him to sit down and asked Xiao O to serve it.

From the corner of his eye, Father Zuo saw that the veins on his forehead were twitching.

Because of the temporary leisure, Xue Ming's dishes are richer, and they don't look shabby.

Father Zuo picked up a piece of fried centipede meat, paused for a moment and asked, "You're new?"

Zuo Yue is talented and intelligent, and likes to study. Although it is embarrassing for a male to learn to cook, he likes to twist since he was a child, and he can do this kind of thing.

Zuo Yue: "No, Xue Ming did it, and he also beat the meat."

Father Zuo's face softened a little, and he turned his head and looked at Xue Ming: "You are Xue Ming?"

He has a chilling aura, tempered by countless battlefields. Xue Ming subconsciously put down his chopsticks, sat upright and replied: "Yes."

It's not like seeing the male father, but it's a bit like seeing the chief of the military parade.

The sharp eyes wandered past his face, Xue Ming didn't look sideways, and the palms of his trousers began to sweat quietly.

Only Zuo Yue was scooping up the soup, and the spoon made a crisp sound as it collided against the edge of the bowl.

"Let's eat first." He put the soup in front of Xue Ming and said.

Xue Ming really started to drink the soup.

Compared with the male father, of course the words of the male husband are more important.

Seeing this scene, Father Zuo was about to speak, when suddenly a bowl of soup was put down in front of him, Zuo Yue withdrew his hand: "You eat first, too."

The scolding that rolled down his throat was blocked abruptly, and Zuo's father glared at him, but Zuo Yue was blind now, and didn't receive the anger in his eyes, so he just bowed his head and drank the soup.

Zuo father had no choice but to lower his pressure and taste the soup that Xiongzi served him for the first time.

After the meal, the father and son went to the study, Xue Ming cleared the dining table, left the work of washing the dishes to Xiao O, and turned on the fire on the stove, put the last piece of snake slough into the earthen pot, and slowly boiled water on a low fire.

While waiting, he dug out the half-read rehabilitation manual and studied it word for word.

Zuo Yue's leg was in obvious pain, but he couldn't move, and the current situation didn't allow him to seek out a doctor in a big way, so he asked Xiao O to download some authoritative materials about rehabilitation, and gave him exercises by himself.

The left and right snake slough decoctions were finished drinking, and the remaining poison in Zuo Yue's body was almost cleared, Xue Ming's hanging heart was finally relieved.

When I went home with him at first, I never thought that Zuo Yue's leg might be healed, but it is a good thing to have hope now.

The small crock was bubbling, and after cleaning, little O walked in, and a cute miniature robot bug rolled out on the electronic screen, scratching its head vividly, and seemed hesitant to speak.

After getting along for so long, Xue Ming knew that the robot in front of him could not be regarded as a general butler robot, so he took the initiative to ask, "What's the matter?"

A bunch of tangled ropes flashed on the electronic screen, which was enough to show the tangle.

It has been in a state of spiritual connection with Zuo Yue, so in the study, he accidentally heard a news that was not very friendly to Xue Ming.

"Although you may be unhappy, Mr. Admiral may be accepting female servants."

Xue Ming was taken aback: "What did Xiongfu say?"

Little O nodded: "The quarrel was fierce. Mr. General's male father thinks that you are not qualified for the duties of a female husband, and wants to hire another gentle and diligent female servant to take care of him."

gentle?diligent?

Although he is not good at words, he thinks that there is no one who cares more about Zuo Yue than he does. He and Zuo Yue have a good life when they are young, what kind of heart is Zuo's father doing?

The fire in Xue Ming's heart twitched and his face turned cold. He turned off the fire, and when he walked to the study, he happened to see the door open from the inside, and Father Zuo came out with a frosty face.

He raised his eyes and rolled over Xue Ming, with a hint of malice: "You are quite capable."

Xue Ming was inexplicable, but it didn't prevent him from still being angry, without the anxiety to face him, only indifference remained.

He stood sideways, waiting for Father Zuo to pass by.

Unexpectedly, when Zuo Yi came to him, he suddenly stopped, and warned in a volume that only the two of them could hear: "Don't think I don't know what you are, leave him."

Xue Ming's heart trembled violently, but he suppressed it forcefully, without revealing any emotion.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Zuo's father had nowhere to vent his anger, so he could only leave with a cold snort.

When the sound of closing the door sounded, Xue Ming let out a soft breath, opened the door to look for Zuo Yue.

The light in the study room was blindingly bright, Zuo Yue was sitting by the window with his back to him, Xue Ming glanced over, and all he could see was blood red.

"What's the matter with you?" He sprinted over, knelt down on one knee and held up Zuoyue's injured forearm, where the blood was so bloody that it looked like a piece of flesh had been gouged out.

If I remember correctly, the Thorn Crest of the Zuo Clan was tattooed on this location.

Zuo Yue smiled at him, this little injury was nothing to him, instead he touched Xue Ming's side face comfortingly and said, "Don't be afraid, I won't accept female concubines."