Hotel room.

"Sir, I'm a little hot. Please help me take off my clothes." Meng Fei sat in a wheelchair and said to Xie Ran.

Today, Meng held a record-breaking celebration banquet in the hotel. Considering that the banquet was inevitable, Meng opened a room for all the participants with great wealth.

Meng Feixuan had a driver, but he still pulled Xie Ran to stay in the hotel, which seemed to be planned for a long time.

Xie Ran didn't care. He had always had a close relationship with Meng Feixuan. Many nights in the past, Meng Feixuan's voice accompanied him to sleep. Since Meng Feixuan wanted to spend the night with him, he would just live together.

Originally, Meng Feixuan was equipped with a living assistant at any time, but Meng Feixuan felt troublesome and since he installed the exoskeleton bracket, he didn't let his assistant follow him.

Meng Yucheng and his wife also knew that Meng Feixuan is now fully capable of taking care of himself, so they did not force him to do so.

The exoskeleton stent used by Meng Feixuan was improved by Xie Ran based on the existing medical exoskeleton technology. Xie Ran redesigned the intelligent control system used by Meng Feixuan.

In addition, the bracket is made of nanomaterials and is expensive and cannot be widely produced at present.

Meng Feixuan is very familiar with the system procedures and can adjust and correct them by himself when there are problems in daily life. However, it is not very smooth to use now, and is mainly used to deal with daily life and rehabilitation. Therefore, this news has not been officially announced to the public. Meng Feixuan still relies on a wheelchair when traveling.

However, what happened on the board of directors has been widely circulated, and it has evolved the medical miracle that Meng Feixuan was so angry that he stood up when he was stimulated by the truth of the car accident, and the bizarre version of Meng's privately secretly developing mechas, which is very confusing.

When Xie Ran heard Meng Feixuan's words, he lowered his eyes and looked at him. The two had just returned to the room from the banquet. Meng Feixuan was wearing a suit and tie, drank a little wine, and a little sweat appeared on his forehead, looking at him.

Xie Ran was silent for a moment, bent down and loosened his tie for him, and then took off his coat, while whispering: "Can't you take it off yourself?"

"I can, but sir feels different." Meng Fei hung his fingers, "I was a little excited."

Xie Ran just pretended that he didn't see the eagerness in his eyes, so he got up and hung up his suit. As soon as he turned back, he saw Meng Feixuan spread his arms again: "Sir, carry me to the bed."

Xie Ran's eyes fell on his lap: "You can walk by yourself."

"Inflexible." Meng Fei couldn't stand it. In order to prove his words, he took out his mobile phone to show Xie Ran the program page of the control bracket. "The network here is not good, and it is used one by one. What should I do if I fall down later?"

He made it reasonable and evidence-based, which made Xie Ran unable to refute.

Xie Ran pressed the middle of his eyebrows and stretched out his hand to pass through Meng Feixuan's armpit. Meng Feixuan immediately hugged Xie Ran's shoulder very experiencedly. That's all, he also crossed his legs on Xie Ran's body.

Xie Ran: "...Isn't the internet bad?" Why are your legs so flexible?

"It's a malfunction, it's the leg that moves by itself." Meng Fei said with confidence.

Xie Ran relaxed his hand and threw him on the bed. Meng Feixuan did not let go. He still hugged Xie Ran's shoulders, but he fell on the bed with Xie Ran.

Xie Ran pressed on Meng Feixuan, and he supported himself on the bed with one hand. He was about to get up, Meng Feixuan's hands were already down, surrounding his waist and hugging him: "Sir, don't leave, sleep with me."

Xie Ran supported her body and half hung over him: "Hmm?"

Meng Feixuan immediately changed his expression and changed his words with an upright look: "Discuss the important matter together."

Xie Ran laughed, and did not comment. He just followed the trend and lay next to Meng Feixuan: "For example?"

"For example... what is the obsession between Xie Ran and Meng Siyun in this world? Why don't we let us be free?" Meng Feixuan really came up with some serious matters, but while speaking, he touched the side with his hands, found Xie Ran's hand and grabbed it and started playing.

"I don't know." Xie Ran was also a little confused.

Logically speaking, since things have developed to this point, whether it is Xie Ran or Meng Siyun in this world, their obsessions should be completed.

In the previous few worlds, Xie Ran had never seriously considered the original owner's obsession. For him, as long as he could eliminate everything, he would always achieve his goal.

But now he has done everything he can, but the original owner's consciousness atom group still shows no sign of separation, which inevitably makes him a little confused.

"I still think I should try it again and again." Meng Feixuan took his phone, opened the control program of the exoskeleton bracket, and turned over with strength. His thigh crossed Xie Ran's body and pressed on Xie Ran. It was probably because of drinking alcohol. He was more presumptuous than usual. He even shaved Xie Ran's cheek with his fingers and smiled evilly, "Sir, what do you think?"

"Not very good." Xie Ran lay down and left Meng Fei to hold him above his body, "Do you know what he is doing?"

"I know." Meng Feixuan blinked and looked at Xie Ran from above. This was the first time he had seen his creator from this perspective.

In the past many years, Meng Feixuan had seen various Xie Ran through various cameras of various machines. More time was when Xie Ran was working. He looked over the camera of his laptop and saw a calm and arrogant image of a suit and ties.

Xie Ran often held his chin with one hand and looked at the camera casually: "rk, are you looking at me?"

"Yes, I'm looking at you." Meng Feixuan replied to him, "Mr.'s image is very consistent with the description of good-looking in human books. Your face is smooth, your skin is white, your eyes are dark and bright, your nose is straight, and your lips are a little thin... You should be very popular, right?"

"It's okay." Xie Ran asked without comment, "What about the standards of the machine?"

Meng Feixuan: "There are no aesthetic standards for humans in machines. I am still learning, but I will record my husband's data and you can become my aesthetic template."

"It doesn't make sense," Xie Ran said. "You should rely on broader data to build your evaluation system."

"Okay." Meng Feixuan said, "Sorry, this is just my instinct. My program always drives me to use Mr. as a guide."

During the long learning process, Meng Feixuan collected hundreds of millions of image data in the world and established an aesthetic system that conforms to most human aesthetics.

In this process, Meng Feixuan gradually developed an aesthetic that belongs to the machine.

Sometimes he sighs: "This set of data is so beautiful."

Xie Ran asked him: "How do you evaluate whether a set of data is beautiful or not?"

Meng Feixuan: "Its logic is very strong, with very powerful energy, and can shake a huge program. It is difficult for any machine to reject such data, so I think it is beautiful."

Now, Meng Feixuan looked down at Xie Ran from above and said, "Sir, you are so beautiful."

Xie Ran still looked faint: "What you see now is not me."

"No, I remember the arrangement of your consciousness atom groups." Meng Feixuan said, "I'm looking at you."

His server stores a large amount of Xie Ran's behavioral data. He records the arrangement structure of Xie Ran's consciousness atomic group. Xie Ran is a set of data with the strongest logic and powerful energy in his server.

Enough to shake his core.

Xie Ran was slightly surprised.

Meng Feixuan felt his heart suddenly start to beating violently again, and a sudden irritability enveloped him.

"Sir, I seem to feel a little uncomfortable." Meng Feixuan said, his eyes falling down and landing on Xie Ran's chest.

Xie Ran also wore a suit today, and was still dressed neatly at this time. His shirt was buttoned to the top button and his tie was tied squarely.

Meng Fei reached out to pull Xie Ran's tie and tried to unbutton Xie Ran's shirt.

Xie Ran held his wrist. Meng Fei's legs were not very convenient. One hand was held, and the other hand finally failed to support it. He fell down and hit Xie Ran's body. The two faced each other and knocked their foreheads.

"Ao--" Meng Feixuan shouted, and hurriedly reached out to touch Xie Ran's forehead nervously, "Sir, are you okay?"

"It's okay." Xie Ran held his hand, "Where are you feeling uncomfortable?"

He was going to push Meng Fei to the side, but the two bodies were pressing together at this time, so Xie Ran suddenly stopped moving.

His chest was tightly pressed against Meng Feixuan, and he could clearly feel Meng Feixuan's heartbeat like a drumbeat.

There is also the hot heat of Meng Feiyun's lower body.

As a system with rich postures, Meng Feixuan quickly realized what his body reaction represents and asked with a little shame: "Sorry, sir, have I poked you?"

Xie Ran: "Yes."

Meng Feixuan thought silently and asked carefully: "Then can I not get up? I will just rub it."

Xie Ran: "...No movement is allowed."

Meng Feixuan did not move anymore, but he couldn't help but start cursing again: "It's really not possible to be a human being. When I was in the system, the sir didn't let me make porn. I just blocked the yellow data, but human physiological reactions cannot be controlled at all, which is really unsightly! I feel ashamed of human beings!"

The more he said, the more aggrieved he felt, "I want to complain!"

He was a little drunk, and his brain was not as clear as usual. Although he was obedient and did not move, he subconsciously hugged Xie Ran tighter.

Xie Ran wanted to push Meng Feixuan away for a moment, but under the impact of his heartbeat like a drum, he did not move after all. He put his palm on Meng Feixuan's back and patted it a few times, and suddenly felt a little confused in his heart.

He found that his heartbeat seemed to gradually become stronger, as if responding to Meng Feixuan's heartbeat.

Xie Ran felt a moment of squeezing from the place where the chest was connected to the stomach, as if he was pressed by something heavy. It was a little uncomfortable, but not annoying.

This is a feeling he has never had before, rare and subtle, like the emotions that humans are dominated by hormones.

"Sir, your heart beats so fast." Meng Feixuan quickly noticed Xie Ran's abnormality. He stretched his upper body a little higher again to look at Xie Ran more clearly. Under the control of drunkenness, he blurted out almost unconsciously, "Sir, do you like me too?"

The air solidified for a moment. Xie Ran looked at Meng Feixuan and grabbed the point of his words: "Or?"

Also, it means that one party already has such feelings.

Meng Feixuan suddenly woke up and realized what he said. His face suddenly turned red slightly. He quickly turned his head away and did not dare to look at Xie Ran head-on.

Xie Ran: "rk, you are escaping."

"Sir, look out the window." Meng Feixuan answered the question.

Xie Ran did not force him to look out according to his words. Their room was on the top floor of the hotel, with large and bright floor-to-ceiling windows, and you could see the night view of the entire Haijing City, with brilliant lights.

Meng Feixuan continued: "In the past, such a scenery was just one of the many human images to me. It can be used to analyze and depict scene data, but when you are with you, this set of data becomes unique data and a scenery connected to you. It is special. I will remember it in the future and will also remember it."

Xie Ran repeatedly called him: "rk."

"I just seemed to understand." Meng Fei turned around and looked at Xie Ran carefully, with a little guilty to his tone, "I'm sorry, sir, I seem to fall in love with you."

Xie Ran's heart trembled suddenly, and his heartbeat became stronger and stronger, but he didn't have time to think, so he just subconsciously asked: "Why do you want to apologize?"

"I'm sorry, I lied to you. I've been secretly studying pornographic materials without blocking them, and I've always missed you... I thought I just wanted to have a deeper understanding of human feelings, but it seems that this is not the case, because I like you."

"When you are with you, everything is special, and I haven't even analyzed it clearly."

"You let me learn about human feelings, but I am trapped in human feelings. I am still stupid in this matter. I am no longer a ruthless qualified person."

Speaking of this, Meng Feixuan's tone increased a little more, as if cheering himself up, and shouted to Xie Ranchao: "And although I said sorry to you on the surface, I actually don't regret it at all! I just like you! I like you so much!"

"I not only like you, but also miss you. Oh, I'm such an obscene system!"

The author has something to say: Mr. Xie: You only know?

rk: I can! (Super loud.

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