Will the bionic fiance act like a spoiled child?

Chapter 7

Si Lai finished Qiao Yulin's cooking in a flustered manner. He who used to be very picky about eating, now became very satisfied.

Bow down for life.

He was in a good mood after eating and drinking, and then Slai received a piece of news that made him even happier.

——Tomorrow, Qiao Yulin will rest and will take him out shopping.

Slai was so excited that he didn't fall asleep all night, and woke up in the early morning in a daze, wanting to take a bath very much.

Of course you have to tidy up when you go out.

What's more, after I got here, I only took a shower secretly once, but Qiao Yulin was not at home at that time.

Now it's exciting to think about being under the nose of the other party.

Sly tiptoed to the bathroom.

The toilet didn't have a bathtub. Of course, time was tight, and there was no condition for Slai to take a slow bath.

Although it was not yet five o'clock, Qiao Yulin could get up at any time.

The sooner Slade goes, the better.

After entering the bathroom, Sly slowly took off his shirt, stood in front of the mirror and looked at it.

As Qiao Yulin said, there was a big bruise on his chest where the opponent kneeled him. It didn't hurt that much, but because his skin was too white, the visual effect was quite shocking.

The hot steam from the shower steamed up, and the mist climbed onto the mirror, and Slaise's white body was also vaguely balled up.At first glance, it looks like a silver moon on the surface of the lake, and the bruise is the lotus blooming in early summer.

Slai wiped it casually, and the hot face in the mirror became clear again. He jumped lightly and half sat on the sink.

He checks his back again: it always itches badly at night when he sleeps.

Slai couldn't see clearly, but vaguely noticed that his back seemed to be scratched red by himself.

He tried his best to reach his back, and because of this awkward movement, Sly's shoulder blades on both sides were slightly raised, like a butterfly fluttering its wings.Along the shallow sagging groove of the spine, the slender waist formed a curve, which was quite shocking to watch: I was afraid that if I tried harder, the butterfly would jump out of the water, and the slender waist would be broken.

Forget it, Sly gave up. When he jumped off the sink, he accidentally took off his shirt and threw it straight into... the toilet.

Sly opened his mouth wide: it's over, it's over.

He rushed to save him, but the silk shirt was soaked immediately when it got wet.

Sly slapped himself on the forehead, excruciatingly painful.

Can I still want these clothes?

But the matter had come to this, he had no choice but to break the jar, put his worries behind him, and happily went to take a bath.

It's been a long time since he took a serious bath, and Sly gained a rare tranquility during this short time.

This time I kind of lost track of time.

When he turned off the shower, he heard someone turn the doorknob.

Who else but Qiao Yulin?

Slai hurried out to get dressed, wringing out the clothes he had soaked in the sink in agony.

"Lingling, what are you doing in there?"

"I'm...cleaning the bathroom."

The door was silent for a few seconds, and the footsteps seemed to have left.

Sly gritted his teeth and put the clothes on his body.

As a result, he became more anxious and more chaotic, and he accidentally slipped on the sole of his foot.

Although Sly didn't fall directly to the ground, his head hit the bathroom door with a loud bang.

Stars flashed in Slai's eyes, and he shed tears again in pain.

The sound of footsteps also returned instantly.

"Lingling, what's wrong with you?"

Sly replied painfully: "Don't worry, I'm fine."

He felt a huge lump on his forehead, it was so miserable.

"Ling Ling, open the door."

It is impossible for a robot to resist all orders from its master, so Slade immediately opened the door for the other party.

Slai stumbled towards the door, and there was another sound of tinkling bells and palm nuts.

Sly accidentally knocked over some of the toilet utensils as well.

The voice at the door became more urgent: "Immediately, open the door."

Sly also wants to hurry up!

But it's impossible for me to open the door naked!

But he made a mistake in his busy schedule, and Sly tried twice but failed to put his arm back into the sleeve, which made his brow sweat.

I never thought this dress was so difficult to wear before.

Qiao Yulin, who didn't know what happened inside, had already started banging on the door.

Sly remembered that he was a genius who could break a chair leg with one kick.

This thin door panel doesn't seem to last long.

Sly almost collapsed.

"wait!"

Slai looked around nervously, and suddenly his eyes lit up!

A garment hung on a hook behind the door, a military uniform the color of a dark blue starry sky with three shining stars on its shoulders.

Sly immediately grabbed the military uniform in his arms.

As soon as Fang touched it, he was choked and coughed again.

The taste is so strong.

It wasn't the smell of tobacco, but a very pungent smell of gunpowder smoke, mixed with some pungent smells that he had never smelled before.

Sly didn't have time to dislike it, and immediately put on his clothes.

At this moment, the crumbling door panel was overwhelmed and opened with a bang.

Slai hurriedly dodged, so he didn't get hit.

The moment the door opened, hot air rushed in, and Qiao Yulin narrowed his eyes subconsciously.

After he waved his hand to disperse the heat mist, he finally saw the situation inside clearly.

Sly was standing in the corner, wearing his military jacket, which was too big for him, making his whole body look like a small ball.

His face was so red that he was about to bleed, he didn't know if it was from the heat or... from embarrassment.

It was breath-taking—Sly wasn't even wearing any clothes underneath.

Because Sly's blue shirt fell by his leg, um... obviously, he didn't wear any pants yet.

The two straight and slender legs had no place to hide, and they were twisted together awkwardly.

For a moment, Qiao Yulin's heartbeat was about to break through the normal value again.

He froze for a few seconds, then turned his back: "I'm sorry."

He forgot that Sly had a personal need of "bathing".

Sly's whole body was about to be set on fire, a hot air was burning from his toes to his hair, if there was any spark, he would be burnt to ashes immediately.

This was the most embarrassing moment in his life, bar none.

Slai also froze in place.

After these few days, Si Lai's mood swings were no longer so big.

For example, I can control my expression very well now, without crying out of control.

"Master...me."

Qiao Yulin filled in the first half of the sentence for him: "Robots also have to take a bath, it's normal."

Sly: "Huh? Hmm."

He walked over silently, intending to close the door first.

But who would have expected that this weather-beaten door panel could not be touched, and when Slai stretched out his hand, it became the last straw that crushed it.

Slamming on his back, Slay subconsciously knelt down and hugged his head, but Qiao Yulin seemed to have eyes in the back of his head, and reacted faster than Slay, and quickly blocked it with his hands.

The door was not light, so Qiao Yulin easily pressed it down with one hand.

There was no unexpected collision, and when Slai raised his head, he met Qiao Yulin's worried eyes.

Looking at each other, Si Lai's face turned even redder.

The two were too close, and Qiao Yulin turned his head away while breathing disorderly.

Mainly because from his perspective, Sly's chest can be seen at a glance.

Qiao Yulin directly lifted the door out, leaned against the outer wall, and said, "I'll find someone to repair it."

But Slai's embarrassed look was really inappropriate, he thought for a moment, then turned around and walked towards the room.

Qiao Yulin found a set of sports sweaters from his single wardrobe and handed them to Slai.

Slai took it, and hurried back to his room to change it.

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In just three days, Si Lai's new injuries added to old ones.

Slay cried and changed his clothes, the sweater was pulled over his head, and the big bulging bag made Slai grin his teeth in pain.

But the most painful thing is that he just appeared in the eyes of others in such embarrassment.

Painful, humiliating.

Life, when you feel that you have fallen to the bottom, give you another blow.

Qiao Yulin is tall, no matter what kind of clothes he wears, it doesn't fit Slai well.

But compared to his three-day-old clothes, being able to put on a clean new one made him feel a little relieved.

But he didn't want to go out anymore, he felt that he and Qiao Yulin had better not see each other for three days, no, three years.

It's good to wait for each of you to forget this memory.

But no.

So he dawdled in the room and shut himself up for a long time, and finally left the room obediently.

Qiao Yulin didn't seem to be interested in him, and he remained calm.

"I just finished my breakfast, so I'm here to clean up."

Qiao Yulin said.

Sly's eyes lit up instantly.

yes!morning!meal!

Okay, it's okay to meet every day.

Although there was only an omelette on the table with no technical difficulty, Qiao Yulin's appetite was unexpectedly small.

The fried eggs are almost untouched, what a waste.

Slay swallowed, and impatiently leaned over.

The moment the two passed by, Qiao Yulin suddenly reached out and grabbed Slai's hat.

"and many more."

Sly didn't move: "What's wrong?"

Qiao Yulin leaned closer and asked, "Why don't you even dry your hair?"

All Slai could think about was eating: "Master, it doesn't matter to me, I'd better clean up the kitchen first."

Qiao Yulin frowned, and forced the hat to bring him over.

Sly stretched out his hand helplessly, and drifted away from the fried egg helplessly.

Qiao Yulin was naturally not that considerate. He found a clean towel, rolled it up, and threw it over after a long distance.

After a perfect parabola, the towel was very precisely placed on Sly's head.

Sly: (＾＾＾#)

"Go after wiping."

Slai endured it, took off the towel from his head, and wiped his hair unhappily.

He doesn't like to blow-dry his hair at home, but at that time, there are seven or eight bionics chasing him to help him.

Not to mention how comfortable it is.

Can't bring it back to the past, when I think of it, Slay wants to cry.

Sly carefully avoided the bag on his head, and his blond hair was messed up by himself.

Qiao Yulin didn't know what he was looking for, so he turned around and came back after a while.

He held out his hand to Sly, and in the palm of his hand was a folded...pet collar.

In order to distinguish humans from androids, all androids who appear in public must wear this thing.

This collar also has some other functions, such as forced shutdown, restriction of force operation, and even punitive sadism... Such unfriendly uses.

Once put on, it is impossible for the android to take it off by itself.

The collar number is equivalent to the second identity code of the bionic person.

However, since there has not been any incident of violating the three laws of robots and having physical conflicts with humans in this century, this collar is more insulting.

——Of course, if they understand what an insult is.

Sly stared at the collar, unwilling to reach out.

Because he understands what an insult is.

Qiao Yulin's model is probably for military use. Not only is it numbered, but it is also made of a special metal material with a cold luster. It may be uncomfortable to wear.

Qiao Yulin asked, "Don't you want to go out?"

Everyone in and out of public places must have an ID number.

Sly can't use his own, he can only borrow the robot's.

This is the only way.

After hesitating for a moment, Slai stretched out his hand to snatch it away. As if he was afraid of regretting it, he quickly pressed his neck.

With a "click", the collar was tightly fastened around the neck.

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