"Host, you don't need to be shy. There are no male or female robots, and Silaire doesn't have any thoughts about you that you shouldn't have, you just need to think of me as a puppet who can serve you. ”

The beautiful robot is gentle and religious.

Fu Yue slowly typed a question mark: "......?" ”

Sorry, she doesn't believe it.

Fu Yue clearly remembers that in the memory of the original body for so many years.

Silaire had never had any physical contact with her, let alone made such a gesture of directly holding the ankle of a little girl.

Fu Yue narrowed his eyes.

She wanted to see what the robot would do next.

The black-haired girl was silent for two seconds.

He smiled and nodded.

"What Silaire said was that I was just too sensitive. But—"

The man half-kneeling on the ground looked up at her.

It seemed to be waiting for her to say the next words.

Fu Yue shook her white feet and tilted her head towards Silaire, as if she was a little distressed: "Silaire took off my shoes, so how should I go to the bathroom?" ”

The man stood up.

He stooped down and picked up the girl sitting in the chair, with ease, holding her shoulder with one hand and resting the other on her ankle, still keeping a gentleman's distance.

"Silaire will send his master there."

The body suddenly hangs in the air.

Fu Yue subconsciously grabbed the corner of Silaire's shirt.

"Rest assured, Silaire won't fall yours."

The beautiful robot smiled at her.

Fu Yue: "......"

She always felt that there was something strange in this smile.

.... Or maybe it's her delusion.

*

Silaire sent the dark-haired girl in his arms to the bathroom, which had a large bath, which was supposed to be a hot spring pool, and the hot air in it filled the room.

He lowered his hand.

Fu Yue took the opportunity to stand on the blanket in front of the bath.

Seeing that Silaire had no intention of leaving.

Fu Yue: "......?" ”

Why is this man still here?

Serve her in the bath?

The black-haired girl clenched her fist against her lips and coughed slightly.

"Silaire, I'm going to take a shower, you-"

Fu Yue's words were not finished, but she thought that the robot should be able to understand.

Sure enough, Silaire made a move.

Fu Yue smiled with satisfaction.

Robots have to be obedient...... Wait, what are you doing?

The black-haired girl's face froze the next moment.

The man lowered his head slightly, the light in the bathroom was not bright, and the light from the wall lamps hanging on the wall was a soft warm yellow.

Silaire's eyebrows were softened by the light, but they were even more like oil paintings, gorgeous and beautiful.

Of course, ignore the man's movements.

Silaire's slender fingers unbuttoned the neckline of Fu Yue's long skirt.

The movements of his fingers are flexible.

In a matter of seconds, the two buttons on the neckline were unbuttoned.

Then, Silaire's fingers went down to the girl's slender waist to untie the tight belt on her skirt.

Fu Yue stopped Silaire's hand.

"You-"

"Silaire, what you're doing now is considered overstepping, right?"

Unexpectedly, the other party just blinked his blue eyes with some confusion and pondered for a moment.

This moment is a bit long.

So long that Fu Yue thought he was dead.

Silaire shook his head slowly, "Master, Silaire just wants to provide you with the most meticulous service, you don't have to be shy." ”

Fu Yue covered her face silently.

This, this......

Jun Heng is too doggy.

Actually made such a plane.

Don't talk about it, you can be killed.