Do you want one?

“…”

Eight words, one question mark, a simple question sentence. It was spoken by the mechanical sound of jasmine milk green with slightly flat and tones, and accompanied by the thin moon falling to the ground tonight. With a sound of falling, there was no sound for a long time.

Rong Chuo looked sideways and looked at the caterpillar beside him. He saw that the caterpillar, which had just exposed his face, had completely shrunk in, and his little round and curly hair was spiraling outside. He was like a real caterpillar, wrapping himself into a cocoon and waiting for the cocoon to become a small butterfly tomorrow morning.

“…”

Outside the door, Jassan Milk Green, who had not waited for a response, continued to work hard and forced herself to find a sense of existence, "Maybe you want two?"

“…”

"Or three?"

“…”

Then, Jasmine Milk Green was silent for a few seconds, with a little shocked meaning: "Are you going to have four?"

“…”

It's amazing. The more you hear the caterpillars on the bed, the more they get a fever in their ears, the more they are pounding their hearts. Maybe they are going to evolve from a green caterpillar into a bada butterfly.

The cleverness of this family-based pipe robot, Jasmine Milk Green, is that it implements a one-main and one-machine lifelong system, and only recognizes one owner - that is, the first person entered when the machine is activated.

As a household robot, it is very friendly to all family members, but it only puts the interests of its owner first.

It is obvious that when the jasmine milk green is activated, the first name entered is Yan Ge.

Therefore, when taking a bath, the guard mode was turned on and the opposite sex within 30 meters was kept on guard. Therefore, when the owner was facing the so-called situation where the so-called lonely man and widowed woman were living together in the same bed, Jasmine Milk Green quickly turned on the database analysis, and based on the reality, books, film collections, papers and other information, it concluded that the owner needed contraception.

After repeated inquiries, Jasmine Milk Green got an answer.

"If you talk, you will throw you to the scrap station."

“…”

"Jasm-flavored milk green, current status [endangered], risk level [extremely high], response method [closed wheat], prevention measures [run away]."

“…”

Jassicum milk green left, but her face was still red and hot. Before the caterpillar evolved, she heard a male voice calling her: "Yan Xiaoge."

Yan Ge opened his eyes, but only heard the sound, but did not see the person.

As if she knew her mind, the lights would light up the next time. The light suddenly became clear, and after adapting to the darkness and turning from light, her vision recovered. When she saw the man waved, she said, "Come here."

The caterpillar Yan Ge moved.

"Come on."

After hesitating for a moment, the caterpillar Yan Ge moved to the other side again.

“…”

It seemed like I had moved twice, but these two moves were about two centimeters.

Lazy to speak again, Rong Chuo simply stretched out his hand, warm and soft... The caterpillar was hugged. He was abrupt and did not react. He trembled with stress. He realized that he was hugging him and didn't struggle too much, so he looked at him quietly for a few seconds.

Then his face shrank into the quilt.

Then the eyes were also shrunk.

Then the person disappeared.

I left a small hair outside, and put it on my head in a round and curly manner.

“…”

He rubbed his hands with his little hair, and he asked her, "Are you afraid of me?"

Caterpillar Yan Ge shook his head.

Rong Chuo calmly opened his throat and showed his rare patience, "That face is revealed."

The caterpillar Yan Ge remained motionless.

“…”

My face was buried in the quilt, the air was not circulating, and I felt suffocated.

...It's not that I'm afraid of him.

It has been half a month since I came back from Chengdu, but she still didn't make any preparations for some aspects. It was even more difficult to hear Jassan Milk Green say whether to come or not.

Then he thought about what if he asked her about it.

She didn't dare to think about what happened next.

Just as I was thinking about this with a dull face, I felt a hug coming over. I was kissed on my head and didn't leave after kissing me. I just pressed my hair down and spoke like a hole in a tree.

He said he was a good man - yes, although he forgot to book a hotel for her when he was in Chengdu, and today he forgot that there were a few quilts in the room, he was still a good man.

Then tell her not to be afraid.

I have regarded him as an idol for so long, but I can't trust men, but I can't trust idols?

Also, he wanted to do something that scared her tonight. When Mo asked about milk, how could he send it to the scrap station when he said something? Then he would definitely ask someone to send it to the sooner, right?

In short, the word reveals one meaning: he is very safe.

So she wouldn't be in danger by his side.

When he spoke, he didn't force her to respond, and patted her hands lightly on the back through the quilt. As the elders coaxed the child, the caterpillar was coaxed out of her face for a while. She glared at her big eyes and popped her loudly on the man's face.

Maybe I felt safe, so I didn't shrink back after kissing this time. Instead, I blinked and looked at people, boldly solicited opinions, and asked if I could just do this for the time being.

Rong Chuo asked lazyly: "Which?"

"That's it." As the man said, his hands unconsciously poked out and gestured. He kept her fingers and fingers, and understood the general meaning inside and outside her words: she wanted to draw the boundary of Yanhe Rong with him, and to sleep on two quilts. Then they wanted to abide by the bed morality together and not cross the boundaries.

Bed descent, Bed descent, Wairegood.

“…”

He heard his eyebrows twitching, but he didn't object, and he nodded, and his attitude was actually undeniable. But she just agreed and felt that the two of them had an oral agreement, so she could delay the time when he made the request to her a little further.

He felt at ease when he heard that he was obedient. He hugged her and then looked sleepy. He stroked her back and asked if he could turn off the lights.

The answer is OK, so the lights are turned off, and people in caterpillar form and people in normal form are hugging and sleeping.

After a period of rehearsals and performances, people were obviously tired. At this time, they no longer had the concerns of "that aspect" and fell asleep with a pillow. They also slept sweetly, with smiles hanging on the corners of their mouths.

In the darkness, Rong Chuo narrowed his arms for a while, chasing his fingertips and wandering his eyes, from forehead, eyebrows, eyes, cheeks, to lips. He set his mind and rubbed his soft lips without any slight strokes.

Thinking of the fear that he was afraid of being like that just now, I laughed.

Still a kid.

...

The same moon hangs in the indoor bay window and also in the sky on the dome outside the club, with dark blue as it washes.

Performance is a reason, and social interaction after performance is the focus.

The address has been decided long ago, and a high-end club in the Third Ring Road is drinking and chatting.

Mr. Jiang is old and tired of socializing, so it is Jiang and Yue’s wife and Jiang Fei.

One of the two Jiang family members was the chief manager of the Jiang family at that time, Miss Jiang San. The whole process of socializing was followed by Jiang and Yue like the moon. Jiang Fei also drank a lot of wine. Time passed without realizing it at the table, but when the game was about to end, the moon was already at the middle of the day.

When Jiang Fei went to the bathroom to make up, he ran into a shadow when he came out. He was right next to the window, holding a cigarette in his hand, fog and clouds blew, and it looked like an elegant painting in the background of the ink blue sky.

At first glance, it seems that twenty years have not been lost, and today is just like yesterday.

As before.

"Acheng." She called him.

The sound broke the stillness. Zeng Cheng turned around and frowned unconsciously when he touched the visitor. "Jiang Fei."

The old name has not been exchanged for the old name. Jiang Fei's lips were slightly stagnant, and her face was still smiling beautifully. "I am very good at playing the piano and singing, and Yan Ge is very excellent."

Zeng Cheng replied lightly: "It looks very much like her mother."

This sentence came out and completely blocked the brewed wording.

He obviously didn't want to say much to her. He said nothing, and he turned around and left. He pinched the cigarette and inserted it on the cigarette, and then floated a few more. Seeing the man's backs go away one after another, Jiang Fei suddenly made a sound, and raised his pitch eight degrees: "You are still blaming me for the past, right?" She emphasized: "Acheng, that's just an accident-"

"That was an accident." But the words were taken over by Zeng Cheng like a pen. The male voice was very light and clear and powerful: "It was also a mistake."

"So, don't mention it again in the future."

"Jiang Fei."

...

The morning of summer came early, just six or seven o'clock, and the blue sky like a crab shell was pierced by the sunlight. The robot had no idea of ​​rest. When Yan Ge woke up, he saw Jasper Milk Green stretching his arms to wipe the high-rise window glass. When he saw her walking out, Jasper Milk Green kept moving, but he greeted him, "Master Yan Ge, good morning."

The sapphire blue eyes blinked slightly, and Jasmine Milk Green suddenly started the show: "The small class of Jasmine Milk Green mother-child is starting! It serves pregnant mothers and expectant mothers for 10,000 years. Everyone said it was OK after listening. The first episode is started: What are the benefits of conception during the ovulation period? As we all know, ovulation period refers to the two menstrual periods of women..."

Yan Ge: "..."

Then Rong Chuo walked out with two long legs, wearing a pure black bathrobe like black feathers, with a leisurely look.
To be continued...