"Master, you don't need to be shy. Robots are not divided into men and women, and Silaire will not have any unreasonable thoughts about you. You just need to treat me as a puppet that can serve you."
The handsome robot is gentle and reverent.
Fu Yue slowly put out a question mark: "...?"
Sorry, she doesn't believe it.
Fu Yue clearly remembered, in the memory of the original body for so many years.
Silaire had never had any physical contact with her, let alone make such an action of directly grabbing the little girl's ankle.
Fu Yue narrowed her eyes.
She wanted to see what the robot would do next.
The black-haired girl was only silent for two seconds.
He smiled and nodded.
"What Silaire said was that I was too sensitive just now. But—"
The half-kneeling man looked up at her.
He seemed to be waiting for her next words.
Fu Yue shook her white feet and tilted her head towards Xi Laer, seeming to be distressed: "Xi Laer took off my shoes, how should I go to the bathroom?"
The man stood up.
He bent down and picked up the girl sitting on the chair, easily, holding her shoulder with one hand, and resting the other on her ankle, keeping a gentleman's distance.
"Silaire will send the master there."
The body suddenly hangs in the air.
Fu Yue subconsciously grabbed the corner of Silaire's shirt.
"Master, don't worry, Silaire won't drop you."
The beautiful robot smiled at her.
Fu Yue: "..."
She always felt that there was something strange in this smile.
... Or it could be her delusion.
Silaire sent the black-haired girl in her arms to the bathroom. There was a large bath in the bathroom, which should actually be a hot spring pool. There was steam in it, and the water mist filled the whole room.
He puts down.
Fu Yue took advantage of the situation and stood on the blanket spread in front of the bathtub.
Seeing that Silaire didn't mean to leave.
Fu Yue: "...?"
What is this man still doing here
Help her take a bath
The black-haired girl pressed her fist against her lips and coughed slightly.
"Silaire, I'm going to take a shower, you—"
Fu Yue didn't finish her sentence, but she thought 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 for a moment.
The man lowered his head slightly, the light in the bathroom was not bright, the light from the wall lamp hanging on the wall was that kind of soft warm yellow.
Silaire's eyebrows and eyes were softened by the light, but they were more like oil paintings, gorgeous and beautiful.
Of course, ignore the person's actions.
Silaire's slender fingers were unbuttoning the neckline of Fu Yue's dress.
His finger movements are nimble.
In a few seconds, the two buttons on the neckline were unbuttoned.
Then, Silaire's fingers moved down to the girl's slender waist to untie the tight belt on the skirt.
Fu Yue stopped Xi Laer's hand.
"you-"
"Silaire, what you're doing now is beyond your reach?"
Unexpectedly, the other party just blinked his blue eyes with some doubts, and thought for a moment.
This moment is a little long.
It was so long that Fu Yue thought he was dead.
Silaire shook her head slowly, "Master, Silaire just wants to provide you with the most meticulous service, so you don't have to be shy."
Fu Yue covered her face in silence.
This this…
Jun Heng is too much of a dog.
Actually come up with such a plane.
Don't talk, you can kill him.