The man leaned down, put his hands on the board at the head of the bed, wrapped Fu Yue in his arms, and his soft thin lips fell on the girl's neck.
The slender fingers moved down the girl's waist.
Fu Yue: "...!"
Fuck, blah, blah, blah, blah! ! !
She understood what intimacy mode was.
No, she doesn't want to.
She doesn't want to have an indescribable relationship with an emotionless robot for the time being!
Pushing Xilaier away, Fu Yue jumped to the side, pulled away a long distance, raised her voice slightly, and said, "No, that's not what I meant. I just want you to simply sleep with me, just lie down There, no intimate mode is turned on."
Silaire was pushed away, and after hearing Fu Yue's words, her blue eyes flickered, and then she buttoned her shirt again, returning to her gentle and elegant appearance.
"Sorry master, Silaire took offense."
…
After lying down quietly.
Nothing happened between the two of them.
The black-haired girl lay upright, like a dried salted fish, holding the soft quilt with her two paws, her eyes were rolling, she didn't know what was going on in her mind.
Not long after, sleepiness struck, and he fell asleep in a daze.
…
midnight.
Fu Yue woke up.
Because she felt as if something was staring at her in the dark.
The girl subconsciously clenched the hand of the person next to her. The skin of the tentacles was a little cold, and she pursed her lips slightly.
She slept in the direction of Cyrell.
Fu Yue opened one eye, and there was nothing in sight except the man's extremely handsome face.
Only then did she let go of her worry a little bit.
Sudden.
This feeling of being stared at by something came again.
The girl's back stiffened suddenly.
She turned her head slowly. Although she was mentally prepared, Fu Yue was still taken aback.
Because, behind her.
What the hell stood up... No, it was a creature who didn't know if it was a human.
The person who came was tall and slender, and it looked like he should be a man.
He was covered by a black cloak, covering most of his face. Under the warm yellow light of the wall lamp, his sharp jaw and beautiful lips were exposed.
His complexion is extremely pale, like fine porcelain, but the color of his lips is reddish, revealing a bit of weirdness for no reason.
Indifferent and cold.
It looks like the legendary... Satan from hell.
The black-haired girl sat up abruptly.
Staring at the slender figure in front of him.
"who are you?"
In a panic, Fu Yue overlooked one thing, that is, the robot Silaire, who was supposed to protect his master anytime and anywhere, actually fell into a deep sleep.
Fu Yue heard a mocking sound.
It was extreme indifference, engraved into the bone marrow.
"Humanity."
Fu Yue: "..."
Well, sure enough.
This guy in the black cloak is certainly not a person.
Looking at this outfit, and this line, it's inexplicably a bit... Secondary?
"Who are you, coming to a girl's room in the middle of the night is not what a gentleman should do."
Fu Yue looked a little dissatisfied.
The other party did not answer. To be precise, it should be disdainful to answer.
Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed Silaire who seemed to be asleep next to her. The girl stretched out a slender hand, and pushed him under the quilt without any trace.
Wake up!
Your master I am dealing with a psychosis alone now!
push it.
didn't move.
Two pushes....several pushes.
Still not moving.
Fu Yue: "..."
Why did this person crash at a critical moment