Could it be that his brain began to run rapidly, and sure enough, he might have crossed the line this time. Even if I wish I was like a human, I guess I didn't want to be a robot that looked too much like a human. There was once a sentence that was very good, if it wasn't a human creature, if it was too much like a human being, it would make human beings very afraid, but I thought about this sentence and felt that I might have to change my memory again this time. In a time of despair. The painter finally spoke.

"Who did you learn from about color matching and aesthetics? Pink curtains. Green table, yellow bookcase, you can still think of it. What kind of kindergarten do you think this is? The flowers and colors on your curtains are so colourful that I guess only my deceased grandmother will appreciate you. The aesthetics of the two of you are a fight. The painter kept complaining, rolling his wheelchair while not stopping. Anyway, he is also a famous painter, this robot has been with him for so long, and he can still make such a big mistake in this regard, if someone else comes to his house and sees this kind of color scheme, he may laugh at himself. What aesthetic is there? If you take out all the things you choose, it's actually pretty good to be honest, but when you put everything together, it's not so good. What the hell should I say to make her understand?

looked at Mo Fei's half-understood expression and sighed. "Maybe you like every one of these things, but that doesn't mean that you put all the things you like together and it looks good. Everything just needs to have one or two highlights. If you want to pile up all the elements you like, and their elements and styles don't match, it will look extremely ugly. Hey, look at what it looks like. Won't it look better? ”

Then he flipped out a sketchpad. The smearing on the book began. Mo Fei stood next to him and nodded modestly, at first there were only some outlines, Mo Fei didn't particularly understand, but when these colors were gradually smeared, Mo Fei felt as if he understood what the painter meant, and then looked up at the room he designed. Suddenly, I felt that I didn't have eyes, and sure enough, this is the world of the big guy.

Mo Fei was a little embarrassed, but his expression was still very stubborn and changed the room to what the painter said, but in some details, Mo Fei still chose to add some of his favorite things into it, but it was not contrary to the overall style, but it was very matched, or commensurately printed. On the contrary, it gives the house a very warm feeling. It's not as cold as it used to be,

That's it for two people. After a noisy and noisy afternoon, the result of the room was finally settled. Mo Fei glanced at Chu Fengli, who had been dozing off next to him, and suddenly felt that this guy was a little funny. I didn't expect to have such a naïve side, because this little thing is serious with me. Designed for an afternoon. Could it be that he glanced at the redesigned room of the two people? Suddenly there is a sense of belonging, not like the original self, just the feeling of staying here.

Mo Fei put Chu Fengli in a wheelchair and pushed him into the bedroom. Picked up and put on the bed, gently covered the quilt, closed the curtains, Mo Fei went out of the house, the whole process was quiet, the movements were very gentle, try not to wake up the painter, because the painter's mental state has not been very good. So it's hard to fall asleep. If you accidentally wake up, then you probably can't sleep all night. These things engraved in Mo Fei's mind have never been forgotten.

Mo Fei thought about it in his heart, because the two of them got along during this time. It can also be seen that in fact, the painter is also very eager to take this step. I also want to have a sound body of my own. Sometimes, you can notice that he often stares at his legs, but he never asks and never understands. How did he get this leg, and what is the situation now, but according to the current situation, if the technology has made such a realistic robot possible, then his leg should not be a problem. Isn't it curious why you want to drag it out and keep it going? It's obviously such a yearning to stand up and take a walk.

Mo Fei raised his eyebrows, in short, this matter is in his heart, but now is not the time to touch and solve. Although the relationship between the two people has eased, they can't tell each other everything. You can touch the other party's bottom line. Especially the pain in my heart like this. It's hard to ease up, but I don't want to waste my efforts because of this incident.

The days have passed so plainly for such a month, and basically within this period of time, the Chu family has never come again. No one came, and I didn't receive any more information, I thought it was just a dull past, and I became more and more familiar with the painter, and slowly Mo Fei began to become more and more daring to speak, at first he just dared to whisper and complain, but now, if the painter did something stupid, or said something, he dared to complain back.

"Oh my God, look what our painter is doing with his exalted hand. He actually took salt for sugar. I can't imagine what an uncontrollable situation this will be. Tsk tsk"

Mo Fei sat on the sofa and kept shaking his legs, shaking his head with disgust, Chu Fengli couldn't wait to throw the shovel in his hand in Mo Fei's face. This guy is really getting cleaner and cleaner, and he was careful about himself before, but now he dares to complain about himself. Anyway, these two don't seem to be much different, why put them together, it's understandable that I was wrong. In short, you can't blame yourself for this matter, it must be because of Mo Fei.

"Anyway, who knows if you put these two things together, and don't even have a note written on them. In short, I don't care, if it doesn't taste good, then you are responsible, and I don't care if I eat it all. This time, it's okay. If you have to ask me to cook, then you can't eat nothing. The painter pouted unhappily. finally agreed to Mo Fei's request, but this guy not only didn't look moved. Instead, he was still laughing at himself next to him, which was completely different from the plot he watched in the TV series. It's not just beautiful at all, people are two people helping each other next to each other, and they are affectionate, how did they become this scene when they got here.

It's a chill behind him.,Although I say I'm a robot.,But there's still a sense of taste or something.,If you want to eat human food, you can eat it.。 So I didn't plan to taste the dark food that this guy made.

Mo Fei hurriedly walked over, hugged the painter from behind, and held his hand. whispered in his ear. "Okay, okay, I know, it's my fault, don't be angry anymore, won't I teach you now, you see this is salt, this is sugar. The sugar particles are a little larger than the salt ones look like. And, you have to be rough. Next time, I will definitely write which one is what on it, and I will definitely not let you read it wrong again. ”

The painter felt a burst of warmth behind him, followed by a constant stream of heat on his face or ears. Listen to Mo Fei's soft words. His face turned red uncontrollably. That's it, that's how it should be, just be gentle. Usually the mouth is so poisonous that what do you do not let others like it at all, but it is still much more cute like this. If only it could keep going like this.

The next scene was quite warm, but it was not because I was helping to cook with the side, mainly because I was afraid that it would be difficult for me to accept it when it was time to eat. Who knew that the two of them would finish cooking with such a match, and it actually tasted good. This is a little surprising, anyway, maybe the taste is still a little lacking, but this color matching or something is really no problem. Could it be that I am really a little speechless about this hobby of painters, and even cooking has to pay attention to some color matching or something.

After eating, both men collapsed on top of their seats. Mo Fei looked the painter up and down a few times, and suddenly showed a wicked smile, and the painter sat up straight, obviously as if he had thought of something. The face is slightly red. It seems to be a little cramped, which makes Mo Fei gradually start to get excited.

"Okay, if you lose the bet, you'll have to agree to my two requests. Now what about one requirement, you have done it and there is another requirement. You know what we're going to do next. The corners of Mo Fei's mouth gradually couldn't control his crazy rise. There seems to be some perverts, and some scary.

The painter turned his head, and his face was almost up to his neck. Revealing his slender white neck. Nodding with difficulty.

Mo Fei rubbed his hands, since the other party had already agreed, then he was not welcome. He immediately pushed the painter upstairs and into the painter's bedroom. Gently placed the painter on the bed, and a smug smile leaked out.

His hands slowly pressed on the painter's waist, Mo Fei said. "Are you really ready? If it's ready, then we're going to go. If you do, you can't regret it. ”

The painter nodded shyly.

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