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Until the young lady reached out and waved in front of Cyril.
The robotâs brain, which had almost stopped working, restarted. Its blue eyes flickered. He was very tall, a full head taller than the thin and slender girl in front of him, and he looked down at her from above.
Master, this is�
As it spoke, the robot took off its white gloves, revealing its beautiful fingers and gently touching the girlâs Red lips.
Whose⦠Bite marks?
The robotâs brain was working at full speed, searching through its memories for a male that the girl could have given birth to. After eliminating them one by one, there was still no one that matched the conditions.
Cyril knew the girlâs life like the back of his hand.
Except for yesterday, who had fallen into a deep sleep.
Fu Shang also touched the wound on the corner of her lips. She pressed it with her hand and frowned when she felt the pain.
âSomeone barged into my room last night and molested me,â she replied indifferently.
His words were concise and comprehensive.
The young girlâs reaction was very calm, so calm that it was as if she was not talking about herself.
Anyway, this person was a robot, so there was no point in telling him that she felt wronged.
Fu Shang thought dejectedly.
Silaire hesitated for a moment before his thin lips opened and closed, molested master�
He didnât seem to understand what she meant.
The words that came out of this personâs mouth had an inexplicable sense of seduction.
Fu Shang was also confused.
â? ? ? ? â
What did this person mean?
The man strode over to her with his long legs and put the coat on Fu min. Then, his slender fingers moved up until he held the girlâs soft white face in his palm.
Fu Shang was confused.
Cyril bent down, turned his head, and kissed the girl on the lips.
Fu Shang backed away, but the back of her head was grabbed by the manâs slender fingers. She widened her eyes in shock, and her thick and curly eyelashes blinked like an open fan. n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Wasnât this person a robot?
This was⦠Jealous?
âLet me go.â
Cyril obediently let go of the girl in his arms.
The black-haired girl frowned.
His tone was a little angry.
âCyril, what are you doing? Youâre offending me. â
The well-dressed and beautiful robot smiled faintly. Iâm sorry, master. Cyril just wanted to know⦠Is this considered frivolity?â
Fu Shang: â?!!!
They were shocked.
Why is my robot so ⦠Coquettish?
The young girlâs lips trembled, and she had an inexplicable feeling of being deceived.
But robots couldnât lie to their Masters.
So, this was what cylaire really thought?
Oh, my God.
master. Cyril bowed slightly, master, itâs my fault for making you suffer last night. From now onâ¦â
âI will protect you.â
Fu min sighed.
In fact, Cyril was really a good dog. He was gentle and loyal. Other than the fact that his attributes were a little confusing sometimes and he was a little familiar with the dog, there was nothing wrong with him.
Fu Shang wanted to say something but he didnât know what to say.
She sighed.
âYes, I am. Cyril, prepare a carriage for me. Iâll go to the magic Academy in a while.â
Although Cyril was not only a robot, she was also an extremely powerful magician, able to carry her and instantly teleport thousands of miles away with a âBiuâ.
However, the original owner had never allowed cylaire to display this ability in front of others.
After all, it wasnât good to attract too much attention.
Therefore, Fu di was prepared to go to school in a carriage and not use his robot.