Adam hasn't smiled at all, not even a little bit. When a person laughs, his or her chest will resonate and rise and fall, which should be a bit different from that of a robot. But Adam just doesn't smile, and he can really hold it in!

This is really troublesome. I can’t tell the difference between real and fake sheets. What should I do?

Adam just sat like this, not moving, waiting. The skin on his neck was finer than that on his face. This is what this race is like, with white but rough skin, and the face ages easily. He can grow old in his teens or twenties.

He looks like an uncle, but as long as he maintains his figure, he will still look like he was in his twenties when he is forty or fifty years old.

This is a real person, she can be sure of it, and she doesn't know why she can be sure of it.

But what about the evidence? What is the evidence?

Suddenly an idea struck me, and I have it!

One hand was directly supporting Adam's shoulder under his open collar, and the other hand was placed on his neck. His fingers touched the artery, and it was very smooth.

Slowly leaned down and whispered in Adam's ear, using as gentle and charming a voice as possible, just like a lover whispering in his ear: "Your heartbeat has accelerated."

The artery that my fingers touched suddenly sped up several beats.

Hahaha, this is the proof! If it were a robot, even if it could make an artificial heartbeat, it would still beat steadily and continuously.

She sneered and whispered meaningfully in her ear: "Doctor~" and let go of her hand.

He sat next to him, turning slightly sideways, not looking at Adam next to him, and snickering as he drank tea.

Mo Ming: "In the end, we still used a honey trap!"

Xining...Gungungun. It's just a beauty trap, it's better than cutting him with a knife.

Mo Ming: "Congratulations, you successfully attracted his attention. Just now he wanted to hold you in his arms."

...No way, it's impossible, he didn't even move.

Mo Ming: "He is a human being, a man. No matter how well he hides it, he still has emotions and desires. His heart is moved."

...No, it's impossible. Does he have feelings?

Angry: "If you don't want to help, don't mislead me. I still want to marry Richard and complete the mission."

Mo Ming: "Just remember the mission. Remember, the mission is to marry Richard, marry a living person!"

Go, go, get it, get it, you go and have a rest first.

Depressed, Richard over there was already smiling from ear to ear, and actually raised a thumbs up. From such a distance, he probably didn't hear what she said, but the current situation is obvious that she won.

Adam sat for a while, then quickly moved, reached for the teapot, poured himself a cup, took a sip and said, "It's time to make dinner."

Okay, cheer up. Now that the challenge is coming, you can’t admit defeat at any cost!

Go cook some rice, but the difference this time is that the bowls are different.

When the first basin was brought to the table, Richard was already laughing.

Adam gave him a cold look, and Richard tried hard not to laugh, picked up the chopsticks, picked a piece of fried old tofu from the "bowl" as big as a basin, and put it into his mouth.

When the dishes in three basins were put on the table, plus a large pot of Laoya Bianjian soup sprinkled with red wolfberries, the entire table was almost full again.

Three dishes and one soup, really three dishes and one soup! Not one more.

Watching Adam quietly eating the vegetables from such a big basin, Richard found it funny just thinking about it, and couldn't help but turn his head and cover his mouth with his hands, keeping laughing.

Xining kept a cold face and almost suffered internal injuries, but he had to not smile, otherwise he would not be strong enough!

After taking a few bites, Adam finally spoke: "Miss Angelia, can you tell me what dish you have today?"

The pot is large, and naturally there are many vegetables in it. There are six kinds of vegetables in one pot. A pot of fried bean products with meat strips, in addition to meat, there are various soy products, such as old tofu, frozen tofu, yuba, and dried tofu.

, shredded tofu, vegetarian sausage, grilled bran, etc. There is also a pot that is half vegetables and half seafood. It is colorful and arranged like flowers.

Xining put down his chopsticks, swallowed what was in his mouth, and introduced gently: "This is called Poon Choi. It has a history of hundreds of years. It has a big plate and a big pot, and you can have plenty of food and clothing."

Richard is dying again. He really can't hold back his laughter. What should he do?

Seeing that Adam was silent and continued eating, she also picked up her chopsticks and continued eating.

After taking two bites, Adam spoke again: "Tomorrow and from now on, there will still be three dishes and one soup. You can also have other snacks."

Richard was delighted, but before he had time to be happy, Adam's words discouraged him: "But it must strictly follow scientific standards, and it cannot exceed the calories of three people per day. If you don't know how many calories an adult has per day, check the information in advance.

"

You can't finish it all at once, and there will be a period of time. Xining secretly rolled his eyes, smashed the potatoes in the bowl with chopsticks, twitched the corners of his mouth, and responded with unusual dissatisfaction: "I know!"

"Well, what? I didn't hear what I just said." Adam ate slowly, looking as if he was dead and wanted to kick him.

She forced a smile and put on Japan's exclusive false mask. She was extremely gentle and her words were clear: "I know!"

Adam glanced at her sideways and made a nasal noise: "Yeah."

She almost laughed out of anger!

Richard had been holding back so much that his whole body was trembling, along with the flesh that had grown on his body.

Seeing that Richard was working so hard and could only eat with a spoon, Xining kindly reminded: "Dr. Richard, you'd better take off the bandage. The injury should be healed."

Talking about him, the smile on Richard's face did not fade: "By the way, why do you think I am real? Tell me."

Xining smiled and said nothing. Richard asked again, and then she answered: "This is why Dr. Rodriguez rations."

Richard was stunned, looked down at his swollen belly, and understood instantly.

Adam still ate coldly and slowly, only taking a little bit at a time, as if there was not much food: "Your face is round."

I don’t know why, but Adam seemed to be very happy when he said these simple and ordinary words. Now Xining couldn’t bear it any longer, put down his chopsticks, turned sideways and smiled to the outside.

I have gained at least seven or eight pounds. Unless the imitation is remade, you can really tell at a glance.

Richard laughed at himself: "No wonder my clothes feel smaller. It seems I can no longer keep my mouth shut."

Can you control it? Adam rolled his eyes.

After Adam finished washing, he put the dishes on the drain rack, wiped his hands with a towel, and turned around. He saw half a basin of leftovers left on the table, and some semi-finished products packaged in the refrigerator, enough for two meals tomorrow.

Xining followed Adam's gaze and quickly raised his hand and swore: "Starting from tomorrow, I will definitely prepare a weight-loss meal to help Dr. Richard return to his original weight. And I will make sure that the food is delicious and that he will be full."

Of course, they have already been fattened and there is no need to feed them any more. If this continues, the research results worth hundreds of millions of dollars will be wasted on eating.

As soon as he heard about the delicious and filling weight loss meal, Richard immediately nodded: "Okay!"
Chapter completed!