Thousand-Handed Butterfly smiled knowingly and put the flash card away.

Many years later, when I brought a bouquet of flowers home again, my colleagues who passed by looked at me with surprise and envy.

She used to bring a bouquet home, she was a university graduate, and when she first joined the police force, it was the first time she fell in love with a man.

Back at the apartment, Butterfly's housekeeping robot had already helped her put away the bath water, she put the bouquet in a glass bottle in the living room, and walked to the bathroom while undressing.

The robot follows her all the way, reporting to her about today's calls and visits, as well as information about property services.

She is still using the original model of Mitsui's robot, which is not highly intelligent, and many functions need to be edited and set in advance, but fortunately, it is simple and practical.

Some of the latest robots are too verbose and cumbersome, and their "brains" have to be connected to the supplier's central server all the time, and although Mitsui is constantly improving the security of the data network, there are still many hackers who dig up their vulnerabilities, bringing property and privacy to customers, and even personal harm.

Of course, this old model of robot can't cook, but the owner can connect to the catering service system of the community club through voice interaction, * their favorite food.

Most of the time, community food delivery services are also completed by robots, and some high-end community buildings are designed with special robot passages.

The widespread use of domestic service robots ensures the time and quality of service, and more importantly, reduces some crimes such as theft and sexual assault, and of course, greatly reduces labor and employment.

Because of the popularity of more intelligent robots, human beings have entered the initial stage of the robot era, and they have also brought more poor people.

In the slums, in countries and regions, where crime has become the only livelihood, large numbers of poor people either starve to death, end up in prison, or die under the guns of gangs and police pursuits.

The Butterfly slowly sank into the depths of the tub, letting the warm splash drown herself, and sometimes, she would look into the mirror opposite and look at her own body inside.

Men are always crazy about it. And those who are crazy about it always make her disdainful.

Whew-

When the Thousand Hands Butterfly lifted up from the bottom of the water, she suddenly found that a man was leaning at the door, looking at her seriously with the eyes of the extreme, but it was definitely not Meng Lang.

It's like admiring a sculpture of Rodin, or a painting by Renoir.

There was no offense or blasphemy in the man's eyes, only admiration and affection for beauty, which made her very useful, so she writhed like a water snake, supported half of her body with one arm, and a snow-white leg crossed the edge of the bathtub.

With such a graceful stunner and fragrant scene, few men in the world can resist it. Unless you are a true gentleman, or a fool.

If it had been replaced by those casual little girls, they would have already screamed, at least a few fusses about it. Thousand-handed butterfly will not.

"Mr. Wei, are they all so direct?" Thousand-armed butterflies looked at each other, one hand lightly on their chests, without fear or shyness.

"I just don't want to miss out on this amazing world."

"Thank you for the flowers, but can you also help me get something and cover my body."

The thousand-handed butterfly sat up from the bathtub with a straight waist, and the snow-white crisp breasts continued to drip fragrant rain and dew, and a pair of red nipples were as delicate as spring buds.

Of course, Wei Qingyun would not go against the wishes of the beauty, looked around, and then picked up a pair of crystal sandals, handed them to the Thousand Hands Butterfly, and gently placed them on the ground.

The thousand-handed butterfly smiled more beautifully, with a pair of beautiful eyes, just like the smoke and waves.

All the atmosphere is ambiguous just right, as if the mountain rain is coming, about to roll up the peony and begonia in the garden, a good meal, a good swaying, but the heavy rain does not come, does not come, does not come, makes people anxious, makes people itch, makes people full of desire.

"You man, you really can't refuse."

As soon as the thousand-handed butterfly lifted her buttocks, she came out of the bathtub, stepped on her sandals generously, and let the man in front of her, who was still very strange and even wearing a mask, look at his delicate and graceful body like mutton fat and white jade.

The world is stunning, and the money is forced to kill, Wei Qingyun just let go of the side, neither taking advantage of the danger of others, nor showing the intention of being in a hurry, just waiting for Meise to come closer, pulled a bath towel and helped her drape it on her shoulders.

This man, this woman, are all masters of extreme erotic lust, with a smile and a smile, advancing or retreating, love, and killing intent, just right.

Qianshou Butterfly carefully wiped her body up and down, threw it away, and threw the bath towel on Wei Qingyun's face.

"Mr. Wei should also wash his face, let me see the true face of your Lushan."

Wei Qingyun chuckled, slowly pulled off the bath towel and held it to his mouth, gently smelled the body fragrance on it, and carefully wiped his face, neck and ears a few times with the bath towel stained with the bath water of the Thousand Hands Butterfly.

The face, still the same face, is just stained with fragrance, adding a bit of vitality and heroism.

"How? Isn't it disappointing? Wei Qingyun teased.

Qianshou Butterfly was obviously a little excited, her face was flushed, she really didn't expect that the delicate face in front of her was actually Wei Qingyun's true face, the so-called eyebrows are picturesque, nothing more than that.

Even this stunning woman, I couldn't help but admire in my heart, this man was really a beauty, and I couldn't help but feel my heart beat faster, and I couldn't wait to pounce on each other at once, and bite up and down.

"Handsome, really handsome."

She thought he was wearing a mask, at least rumored to be, he rarely showed his true face, so she still had a grudge against him just now, but now she was at a loss.

Knowing that she had shown her defeat, Thousand-Handed Butterfly was rarely shy, and turned out of the bathroom.

She wanted to calm her mind and continue to fight against this leopard-like man, but at a glance, she caught a glimpse of the dishes on the living room table, which had already been laid out, and the red wine in the two crystal glasses reflected the candlelight, flickering emotionally.

The wall of her heart quietly collapsed, allowing the other party to rampage like a tide and kill her lair.

The arrogance of the Thousand Hands Butterfly on weekdays inadvertently restrained a little, and raised her eyebrows to invite Wei Qingyun to sit down together.

"Mr. Wei, are you so attentive and considerate to every woman?"

There is no woman in the world who does not ask this question, they always want to be the most special one.

They are not stupid, and they know that the man's rhetoric is lying to her, and they just want to hear whether the man is willing to put the effort into telling the lie more beautifully.

"Of course not."

Wei Qingyun responded with a pretended embarrassment while taking off his coat.