Less than a day later, rolling onto the bed with the same man again, huddled under the thin quilt, Meredith couldn't help but start to reflect.

Ye Qianhu is right, she is a rational person, but after meeting Ye Qianhu, she became irrational again and again.

Subconsciously resisted this kind of thing, feeling that he shouldn't be like this, but, feeling the temperature of the palm of the other party's waist on his waist, he somewhat understood why this happened.

She is a very insecure person, although the image shown in front of people is always very independent and strong, even domineering. But in fact, this robot-like person in the eyes of others is nothing more than a sensitive-minded woman.

It's just that the experience since she was a child has made her always habitually protect herself, just like the room she lives in now has also been arranged by her as an escape pod.

And a certain man, little by little, knocked open the protective shell she gave herself and broke into her world.

It seems to start with Ye Qianhu's analysis of her character, and the other party opened her heart that had been hidden well in a casual tone, revealing her deepest secrets in front of him. And the initiator, as if he had succeeded in his prank, watched her embarrassment with satisfaction.

Very angry, so coldly ended his conversation and kicked out the hateful guy.

It's just that I have to admit that that unpleasant conversation left a deep impression on her that is hard to forget. Moreover, for Ye Qianhu, since then, he no longer deliberately hides himself, because he knows his true appearance very well.

Moreover, his strength and strength enough to match this strength, as well as the mystery that he inadvertently showed, brought her what she lacked the most, a sense of security.

So she once again did not refuse Ye Qianhu, and once again snuggled into this man's arms.

Feeling the hand around his waist begin to caress gently, Meredith realized that Ye Qianhu was also not asleep, moved his body, and escaped from Ye Qianhu's arms.

"You're not going to kick me out of bed again, are you?" Ye Qianhu took this woman who was entangled in his heart into his arms again, and asked a little pitifully.

"Oh, again, why does it feel like I've done something heinous?"

Returning to Ye Qianhu's arms again, Meredith suddenly felt a little lazy to think about too many complicated things, and I will talk about it later.

"Because that's what it is."

Ye Qianhu propped up his upper body, looked down at Meredith who was staring at him with a full gaze, kissed her lightly on the lips, and said with a smile: "Moreover, seeing that you still have the spirit to think nonsense there, so I think you should take some revenge for the last time you drove me down." ”

Meredith immediately knew what Ye Qianhu's revenge meant, because the palm of the other party's hand, which was originally placed on his waist, had once again slipped restlessly.

Although there was a thin quilt through it, it was easy to think of what that hand was doing from the ups and downs of Meredith's thin quilt.

"Don't you think it's a little small?" Meredith narrowed her eyes and asked.

Ye Qianhu shook his head very wisely and decisively, the punch he received on his side not long ago was still fresh in his memory.

"That must be my delusion, you know, it's easy for men to get confused when faced with a beautiful woman like you."

After lingering in that place for a long time, and making Meredith's body softer and softer, the palm of the hand finally left it satisfied, and began to move down a little bit along the firm and smooth skin, over the flat lower abdomen, and finally landed in a deep valley somewhere.

When his right hand was gently provoking, Ye Qianhu kept his left hand on his head, allowing himself to maintain a posture of lying on his side, without much movement, just admiring the wonderful expression change on Meredith's face.

"You bastard, you've just taken a shower."

Noticing Ye Qianhu's playful eyes, Meredith said complainingly, but there was no dissatisfaction in his voice, or, quite the opposite.

"It's still a long night, just wait and wash it once." Ye Qianhu said with a chuckle, leaned over and kissed it, Meredith immediately wrapped his hands around Ye Qianhu, and responded enthusiastically to the other party's request.

A small wheezing sound, soon after, echoed again in the room.

While Ye Qianhu and Meredith were communicating with each other, in another corner of the spaceship, human trials of some people had already begun.

In a small room between the dining room and the bridge, Hollowey lies alone on a pool table, propping a doll on a billiard ball, fiddling with it boringly.

He was not in a good mood, and finding the engineer who created humanity was arguably his and his girlfriend and colleague Elizabeth Shaw's greatest wish, and although they succeeded in finding the engineer, it was nothing more than a corpse.

Now it doesn't even count as a corpse, because the head of the project, already in his own witness, bang, exploded.

The scene was ugly, it was very disappointing to him, and even made him a little suspicious, whether what they believed in was the truth, or was it just their wishful thinking? It's a pity that no one was able to answer him.

"Did I interrupt you?"

An inquiring voice interrupted Hollowey's thoughts, and when he looked up, he saw David standing in the dining room opposite, holding a bottle of wine, apparently looking for him.

"You're depressed." David lifted the wine in his hand, picked up a glass from the side, and walked towards Hollowaway, who was lying on the pool table.

Haloway looked up at David and habitually teased, "Myself a drink, man." ”

David came to the pool table with a polite smile on his face and said, "Thank you, that was a waste." ”

"Oh", said Hollowey, as if he had just remembered something, "I almost missed me, you are not a real man." ”

He seemed to have made a habit of teasing David for being just a cyborg, but he didn't notice that when he said that, the smile on David's face faded and his expression became a little ugly. There was an emotion in his gaze that shouldn't have been on an android, and that was, anger!

I don't know if Davy Type 8 android is a success or a failure, at least for humans, he is so maverick that he doesn't behave like a android they need at all. The humans who created the androids never wanted to create a special human whose body was composed of machines, what they needed was just a machine that obeyed orders.

And David, obviously not the product they need, although he obeys orders, however, he has his own thoughts.

It's like the conversation between Peter Weyland and David at the beginning of the day, where they talk about painting, music, and creation, and at the end, David says to Peter Weeland, "You humans are going to die, but I won't." ”

Perhaps, from the beginning of its birth, the pride of human beings has been deeply engraved in David's subconscious.