Chapter 444: The Deep-minded Female Sea King vs. the Robot Junior 39
"Well, let go..."
Before he could say anything, the person behind him covered his mouth.
The little boy opened his black eyes slightly, but stopped struggling and allowed the people behind him to lead him out.
As he walked, he could faintly smell the faint scent of ink coming from the other person, just like the fragrance of a scripture written in ink that had been sealed for hundreds of years and then returned to the world, being read again in the sun.
The man didn't let him go until they were out of the cinema.
As soon as Niutanzi's feet returned to the ground, the first thing he did was to look up at the man who had "kidnapped" him.
When he saw this, he was stunned. His watery deer eyes blinked in confusion, and his curled eyelashes fluttered up and down like two fans.
The man in front of me was dressed extremely strangely.
She wore an inky black purple-gold robe, with her hair tied up in a crown. Her three thousand strands of black hair were scattered behind her head, held firmly in place by a fox-shaped white jade hairpin.
As for the facial features, Naituanzi was shocked again.
The man had sharp eyebrows, bright eyes, a high nose bridge, and an aura of both righteousness and evil. He was intimidating without even being intimidating, and a natural sense of oppression lingered around him.
"Uncle, are you acting in a costume drama?"
The little milk ball tilted its head innocently, looking harmless.
001 was also looking at it.
The little guy's black eyes are bright and he seems innocent and cute, but in fact, there is a layer of defense and vigilance in the deepest part of his eyes.
001 did not hide his true appearance and used his true face directly. He looked down at the little girl who was not even as tall as his knees, with a subtle expression:
"May I have your name?"
The little girl said in a milky voice: "My name is Youyou."
001 heard his evasiveness and asked directly:
"Which pomelo is it? What's its full name?"
The little girl raised her head curiously, her dark eyes clear: "What's the uncle's name?"
It seemed like just a casual question from an ignorant child.
001 raised his hand and knocked his head with his knuckles:
"Don't try to trick me, little brat."
The man's sleeves fluttered, and when they passed through Milk Ball's nose, he smelled the faint scent of sandalwood hidden behind the scent of ink.
The smell was so good that it was addictive. The little milk ball was like a little rabbit. It sniffed at the tip of its slightly red nose. The way its nose moved slightly made 001 stunned.
This action...
"Uncle, aren't you trying to trick me?" The little girl's cheeks puffed up slightly.
001 kept watching his every expression: "Why are you following that woman inside?"
Naituanzi couldn't answer, or perhaps didn't want to answer, so he could only sniff, turn around and squat in the corner of a coffee shop, with his butt sticking out, making it clear that he didn't want to pay attention to him.
001: “…”
Although he is young, he has a bad temper. I have to say, his bad temper is exactly the same as mine.
He stretched out a finger and poked the back of his hairy head:
"Be honest, I can eat ten of you in one meal."
Milk ball snorted and clenched his milky fists:
"Uncle Weird, I can knock down twenty braggarts like you with one punch."
After he finished speaking, he wanted to see 001's expression, so he looked up at the glass window of the cafe, trying to see his face clearly in the mirror.
When he saw this, he was stunned.
The glass windows of the cafe were clean, with no reflection of anyone except himself.
Naituanzi rubbed his eyes, opened them again and looked towards the glass window, but still did not see anyone behind him.
But unfortunately, there was a voice coming from behind.
"Tsk, you're going to knock twenty people away with one punch? With your height, are you going to jump up and hit my knee?"
The man's low and hoarse voice sounded.
The little girl's black eyes widened slightly, and she turned around suddenly. The man in the black robe was still standing there, his appearance unchanged.
He quickly turned around to look at the glass window. The place where the man in black robe was standing was empty, without any figure.
The bizarre imagination beyond the scope of science made him stunned for a moment, then he took out his mobile phone, turned on the camera, and pointed it at 001.
There was no human figure in the camera, not even a piece of clothing, only the lighted cinema in the distance.
"How's it going? Are you scared?"
001 never stopped him from beginning to end, allowing him to discover his own strangeness.
Milk ball calmly put away the phone, and the black eyes returned to normal size:
"So uncle is a ghost."
No wonder there is not even a shadow.
001 raised an eyebrow: "Are you really not afraid?"
Milk ball: "Why should I be afraid?"
Monsters and ghosts are not scary, what is scary is that his mother doesn’t want him.
Of course, more importantly, he didn't sense any malice from 001.
001 looked at this child with a subtle and complicated mood. He was very brave, smart, and very defensive. No matter from which aspect, he was completely unlike a normal three or four-year-old child.
"You really won't tell me your name?" he finally asked.
Naituanzi pointed at the convenience store nearby and said in a baby voice:
"Uncle, I'm hungry."
001: “…”
never mind.
Even if he didn't say it, he should have guessed the answer.
………
Quan Jiu stared at the big screen. The boring plot made her want to eat something to pass the time. She stretched out her right hand to put something into the popcorn bucket, but she didn't find the right direction and her hand missed.
His right hand strayed from its trajectory and touched something cold.
The cold touch was the most refreshing in the hot summer, and she couldn't help but touched it twice more.
"Have you touched enough?"
Xiao Tuo, who had been there for half an hour, stared at her expressionlessly.
Quan Jiu shook his head decisively: "No, Adam, come here quickly and let me touch it again."
The metal arm has no temperature, especially when it is cooled by air conditioning, the feel is comparable to holding a bottle of iced cola.
Xiao Tuo frowned at her bold tone.
Can robots touch things at will?
This was obviously what Quan Jiu meant. Seeing that he didn't move, he reached out and held his metal arm tightly in his hand.
Adam is like a child and also like her pet. It’s like your cat doesn’t let you kiss it. As its owner, do you really not kiss it?
impossible.
Xiao Tuo: “…”
Quan Jiu enjoyed the excellent cooling effect, squinting his eyes comfortably, and did not forget to give him a psychological massage:
"I am your master, so what if you touch me?"
Xiao Tuo spoke in a cold tone, staring at the male and female protagonists kissing passionately on the big screen, his dark eyes narrowed slightly:
"Master, can I touch you randomly?"
Quan Jiu was watching the movie, not noticing his expression, and said casually:
"It should be said that only the owner can touch it randomly."
In the cinema, the robot's red eyes hidden under its baseball cap flickered slightly.
"Owner."
He suddenly whispered.
Quan Jiu looked a little tired and turned his head to look at him:
"Um?"
Before she could react, the black shadow in front of her suddenly moved forward. Her pupils dilated slightly, and through the thin mask, a short and pure kiss came as promised.
Because she was too shocked, she forgot to push the robot away in front of her at the first moment, and Adam just stared at her quietly, with the red light in his eyes out of frequency.
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