Chapter 1032: I'm Driving a Mecha in the Interstellar (57)
The hand was involuntarily released, his eyes stared at Qingluan, his lips were pursed, his dark eyelashes hung slightly, there was a kind of cold indifference, but his heart was extremely naΓ―ve.
He let go of his hands, why didn't this nasty mecha leave?
He knew it was pretended.
deliberately pretended to be so understanding, but in fact, he simply wanted to stay here and refused to leave.
Originally, he and Jinjin could now sleep together in a hug, but it came in to deliver juice, and the more I thought about it, the more unhappy the boy's mood became.
Qingluan didn't know where to provoke him, it actually scanned the disgust in the facial expression of His Royal Highness, which made Qingluan stunned, but he didn't know why, seeing that he let go, Qingluan couldn't think deeply, and hurriedly took back the remaining manipulator and ran out of the door.
Although Qingluan will not hurt, but in the face of a creature that can destroy it, it will instinctively be afraid, everyone is afraid of death, even the mecha is no exception, not to mention, in order to better serve the master, the mecha itself also has a small part of human emotions.
Song Jin took the juice stuffed by Qingluan, turned his head and didn't look at it, he put the glass of juice into the arms of the boy sitting on the edge of the bed, "If you're hungry, drink it quickly, and when you're done, your food will come over." β
The boy let go of Qingluan, making Song Jin more and more sure that he was hungry, and he didn't think about it anymore, he wanted to pick up the broken cup fragments on the ground in the past, so as not to step on it inadvertently, the skin of the goods was more iron than iron, naturally there was no problem, but she was a normal person.
The boy held the juice, looked up at her, and said in a muffled voice, "Jinjin, won't you come to feed me?" β
Song Jin didn't raise his head, "Just drink a juice, where are there so many things, you are already a big child, you have to do such a simple thing by yourself, don't keep thinking about me feeding you." β
"And what are you doing now?" The boy asked again.
Song Jin: "There is glass all over the ground, don't you see? I'm picking up glass. β
In the next second, the boy pursed his lips and made a small face, and came directly to pull her, Song Jin was startled by his sudden action, his steps retreated, and he was almost about to step on the glass, "What are you doing?" β
The boy's voice was muffled, "Don't move, you let it pick it up by yourself!" You don't help it! β
Song Jin was still stunned, "Who?" Who did I help? β
The boy stared at her for a few seconds, gritted his teeth a little, and said word by word, "That annoying mecha." β
"You said Qingluan?" Song Jin frowned and looked at him, a little puzzled, "I picked up mine, what does it have to do with it?" β
The boy pursed his lips and stopped talking, so that he wouldn't tell her his guess, what if she ran away again?
but stubbornly refused to let her pick it up.
Song Jin saw him drooping his eyes and was silent, although he was forced to feel a little pity by his slightly pitiful and cute appearance, but soon felt that she couldn't be so used to him, otherwise she would have to have a heart attack sooner or later like those parents who taught their children to write homework before.
So when Xiao Miaomiao was young, as soon as there were signs of crookedness, he had to quickly straighten it, Song Jin thought like this, and pinched his face again, "Okay, drink your juice, don't bother me, adults also have adult things to do, you are obedient." β
"Don't!"
Before Song Jin could take a step forward, he was pulled back again, and the boy raised his head, pursed his lips, and still said the same sentence, "You can't help it pick it up!" It'll clean up after itself, it's a big kid, you can't help it do such a simple thing! β
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She said that this thing had taken the wrong medicine. It turns out that it is unfair?
Song Jin can actually understand that children will compete for favor, she kindly touched his head, "Don't worry, I promise to recognize you as a child, and my family property will definitely be yours in the future, so you can rest assured, right?" β
Boy ""
Why did he feel that something was wrong?
Qingluan hugged a bunch of food, because one of its mechanical hands was bitten off by the boy, and at this time it was directly wrapped in a large package, and it was carried over with another intact arm.
Song Jin""
Qingluan didn't know what Song Jin thought, after it put down all the robots, it prepared a glass of juice for Song Jin, the boy's dark eyes rolled, and when Qingluan went out to get the cleaning tools, he walked over with his little short legs, and drank the juice on the table with a sip.
Song Jin sat on the edge of the bed to check the information in the brain, and when he turned his head, he saw that he had finished drinking her glass of juice, and thought that he liked to drink juice, but he didn't think much about it, but he wrote it down, after all, what if he choked on eating robots all the time?
With a juice, it's just as good as fried chicken and beer.
The little dinosaur didn't know that the recipe of his life was given so hastily, he drank the juice, he still felt a little stuffy in his heart, thought about it, raised his hand and smashed the cup he drank on the ground, and the cup suddenly fell apart.
Seeing Song Jin raise his eyes and frown, the boy took a step back, grabbed his white and tender little hand, and looked at her in a low voice, "Jinjin, my hand is slippery." β
What can Song Jin say, scolding can't be scolded, she sighed, seeing that it was late at night, she didn't bother to speak again, so she simply waved her hand, "Forget it, it's okay, I'll let Qingluan come in and clean up together, you go to take a bath first, you will find clothes, right?" If not, I'll let Qingluan send it to you later. β
The boy lowered his eyes, obediently entered the bathroom, closed the bathroom door, leaned against the wall, and slowly sat down along the wall, and then, with his fingers tightly tugging at his hair.
At this moment, the boy's immature and clean white face showed a kind of gentleness that did not match his age, very sven scum, he got up slowly, looked at himself in the mirror, and smiled slightly, "You look so small," his smile suddenly deepened, "Crazy, your IQ has declined?" You can do something as childish as smashing a cup. β
In the next second, the boy's face showed a little crazy blood, he hooked his lips, and his smile was a little bloodthirsty and gloomy, "Who is influencing us, don't you know?" β
The mild-mannered boy laughed and said, "Don't say that, he was the master of this body before the two of us came." β
The madman propped his hands on the sink, facing himself in the mirror, laughing crazy and evil, "So what? Now the sovereignty of this body is not mine? β
"You've forgotten my existence again? You can't change your arrogance," the gentle boy shook his head, but instead of being annoyed, he smiled
"Memories can't be changed, no, his memories are already fusing with us, just like us, sooner or later he will become a person, before that, you'd better not expose it in front of you, otherwise I don't know what I'll do, after all, men in love are crazy, aren't they? You should be able to understand that, right? β
The madman's face froze.