A fight

That night, no matter how Wen Qiao explained that number three was really a robot, Fu Nanli refused to believe her and continued to torment her until late into the night.

Wen Qiao lost her temper. come home with me now. I'll show you. A robot is a robot. Why Would I Lie to You? "

Fu Nanli clasped her waist. it's already late. We'll go back tomorrow.

"No, I'll go back now."

Unable to dissuade her, Fu Nanli could only wake up late at night, help her put on her clothes, and carry her downstairs, returning to the small alley on Shuying road.

Wen Qiao knocked on the door, and within a few seconds, the door opened. Number three was in high spirits and looked at her expectantly. "Qiao Qiao, you're back? Didn't you say you weren't coming back?"

His warm and caring tone was like a husband waiting for his wife to come home.

Fu Nanli felt a little stifled.

"Please tell my boyfriend that you're a robot," said Wen Qiao.

Number three granted all requests and looked at Fu Nanli. "I'm a robot."

Fu Nanli pulled Wen Qiao into his arms, his desire burning. His breathing was a little heavy, and his expression was a little dark. The man standing in front of him was about the same height as him, and he really didn't look like a robot.

Wen Qiao held onto number three's hand, and Fu Nanli instantly felt his temples throb.

Wen Qiao rolled up number three's sleeve. On the inner side of his right wrist, there was an unnoticeable red line of two centimeters. Wen Qiao pressed on it lightly, and number three suddenly closed his eyes.

Wen Qiao turned to look at Fu Nanli. it's my fingerprint identification. I can shut down his program. Come and touch his face.

Resistance was written all over Fu Nanli's face.

Why did he touch a man?

Wen Qiao pulled his hand and forcefully touched number three's face. It was cold and metallic.

It really was a robot.

Wen Qiao pressed on the inner side of number three's wrist again. Number three suddenly opened his eyes. Wen Qiao brought Fu Nanli's hand to touch it again. This time, it was warm to the touch, just like human skin.

Wen Qiao looked at him as if she had been wronged. "Alright, do you believe that he's a robot now?"

It was midnight, and Fu Nanli could feel the child's aggrieved and angry mood. He coughed lightly."It's my fault."

alright. Wen Qiao and number three stood together. since I'm already home, you can go back by yourself.

Fu Nanli's face darkened.

"I don't want to." Wen Qiao crossed her arms and raised her brows.

Fu Nanli carried Wen Qiao up in one Swift motion, while number three grabbed his arm. "She said she wanted to stay at home and sleep."

Number three would protect Wen Qiao unconditionally with the program implanted by su CE.

"Let go," Fu Nanli said coldly.

He was going to take his girlfriend away. Since when was it a robot's turn to point fingers?

Number three pressed down on Fu Nanli's shoulder. With one hand from Fu Nanli, Wen Qiao fell out of his arms. Number three wanted to give Fu Nanli an over-shoulder throw, but he didn't expect Fu Nanli to be so capable.

Wen Qiao's remaining anger from the umbrella had also dissipated by now, so she could only stop him. "Number three, don't hit him."

Number three immediately stopped.

Fu Nanli's shirt was crumpled, and his hair was in a mess. Number three's punch had landed on the corner of his mouth, and now, the corner of his mouth was bruised.

Number three wasn't any better off. After all, Fu Nanli's Brazil Jiu-Jitsu was no joke.

Taking advantage of the fact that her family had heard the commotion and come out, Wen Qiao hurriedly pulled Fu Nanli and ran off.

When they returned to his mansion, Wen Qiao had no choice but to apply medicine for him.

minor injuries, no need. It's late, go to sleep.