Chapter 1218

"I didn't lie to you!" Wu Chuang hurriedly recited all the books he had copied before, very fluently: "do you know that I recite these carefully every day? I copy what you asked me to copy very carefully. What else do you want?"

The last sentence seemed to question the slag man.

Yang Song shivered and rubbed the goose on his arm

Bumps.

"Darling, I told you that you didn't wake up and were obedient, but from today on, you don't have to copy scriptures."

"I told you I really woke up. I found that I used to be an asshole. Why can't you understand me... Well, what are you talking about? I don't have to copy books?"

It's really difficult for Wu Chuang to copy those obscure books.

"You don't want me to carve all those Scriptures? On that stone slab."

He has copied many Buddhist classic stories recently.

Many of the big men who burned the relic have engraved scriptures on the stone slab, and some even engraved the mountain wall.

Wu Chuang is afraid.

"Do you want to carve? I can promise you that it's not difficult to find some slate."

"I don't want to."

"Really don't want to? I can get you high-quality slate. It's enough. It will definitely make you full, happy and refreshing!"

"I said I didn't want to."

"Well, go and feed me something." Yang Song took Wu Chuang to the breeding area.

With a wave of sleeves, the white fog dissipated, and several rows of small houses were introduced into the eyes.

Yang Song took Wu Chuang and stopped on the way.

"You take a bath first."

"Wash well."

"After taking a bath, and then incense, remember to wash every hair for me."

Wu Chuang was thrown into a big bathroom with a robot in it.

"It's called a little girl. He supervises you and wipes your back. If you can't wash it clean, don't come out."

"What do you mean? Can't I even take a bath? Why do you arrange a robot for me? It's called a little girl. There aren't many beautiful little sisters here? The one who can dance. I think it's more suitable for them to step on my back."

Yang Song sneered: "I knew you were still thinking about women."

What's more, it's all his women.

In this space, even AI is Yang Song's woman.

This still can't wake up. The wood is soft and dare to miss his woman.

"The little girl gave him a bath and rubbed it in accordance with the standards of the United Nations. He rubbed it clean at least three times. Don't forget to disinfect him and spray perfume. He is not clean." Yang Song ordered.

"Yes, master."

"Ah --"

There was a howl of ghosts and wolves in the bathroom. Yang Song's faith moved and the sound insulation effect was strengthened. He wandered to the antique hall and called out the young ladies and sisters with fluttering clothes.

Isn't it wonderful to listen to music, enjoy dancing, drink and eat meat.

Yang Song fell asleep, and the young ladies and sisters would help him to his bed to sleep.

I'm worried that he can't sleep well. I'll help him slipper, undress and warm the bed.

It's very handy, skilled and considerate.

Yang Songshu slept comfortably. When he woke up, he was helped by the ladies and sisters to take a walk in the garden. He gave him a traditional massage, changed his clothes and had a snack.

"Why do I seem to have forgotten something?"

After taking another walk and listening to two small songs, Yang Song remembered that he had forgotten Wu Chuang.

"Shouldn't it be possible? Let me see. It's been at least three hours. No, it's been four hours."

Yang Song hurried to the bathroom and opened the door. Wu Chuang saw him shouting excitedly: "help, help, help me, sobbing..."

The little pink girl is holding a bath towel and pressing Wu Chuang to rub wildly. Wu Chuang is also a little red.

So coincidentally, the bath towel is also pink.

Ha ha ha

Yang Song couldn't help laughing: "it's so funny!"

Wu Chuang is now like a good family woman and man robbed by bullies. He is biting his handkerchief and hiding under the dim light, with pathetic tears in his eyes.

"Come back, little girl, don't bully him, hahaha..."

"Master, I didn't bully him. I'm a robot. I don't know what bullying means. I'm just completing your orders. This man is too dirty."

"Hang you on the tree for so long to see if you're dirty!" Wu chuanggang hurriedly put on his clothes and was far away from the little girl: "who took a bath and was rubbed for more than four hours?"

"How do you know how long you've been rubbed?"

There is no clock in the bathroom.

"Take a bath for four hours, 26 minutes and 17 seconds." The little girl's voice time reporting is accurate.

"I have never seen such a rubbing bath. How many times have I rubbed my whole body on the disinfectant?"

The little girl is so crazy about his care that Wu Chuang is not so afraid of Yang song now.

Machine talents are the natural enemies of mankind.

"Wash my eyes, nose and ears, and he washed the cave!" Wu Chuang collapsed. "I was taken advantage of by a robot, woo woo!"

Yang Song was also embarrassed: "well done, little girl."

He watched the excitement and wanted to comfort Wu Chuang: "you also want to be open. If someone is a robot or a little girl, they won't really have a lust for you!"

The little girl is a metal product, so she looks like a person.

"But this is the first time I have been a woman..."

"Don't talk nonsense."

"I was hurt, woo woo."

"Beep again and hang you on the tree!"

Wu Chuang stopped howling.

Yang Song arranged a bedroom for him: "you go to rest first, um, two hours, and then I'll show you where to work in the future."

"What kind of bedroom? There won't be any robot maids?"

"Well thought, hands and feet. What maid do you want?" Yang song suddenly forgot that he was followed by two rows of little sisters in cheongsam.

Some people carry teapots, others carry wine pots, and tea cups and wine cups are also held by special personnel. Others play feather fans, record players, and even carry Yang Song's favorite imperial chair.

Just spread the petals.

"You are strong, you are reasonable."

"What I have prepared for you is an ordinary human bedroom, four-star."

"Thank you, master!"

Although people can't get used to it, after coming down from the tree, Wu Chuang knows how to be grateful.

Yang Song settled down and went to the kitchen.

Wu Chuang lay down and felt the soft mattress, fluffy pillow and feather quilt.

"It's worth dying!"

Wu Chuang was hanged on the tree by Yang Song. Wu Chuang was afraid and more angry. Later, he was completely frightened by Yang Song. He could only copy and recite the Scriptures honestly. Although he was calm, he still hid a sense of unwillingness and grievance in his heart.

What's the difference between Yang Song and him?

Aren't they all bullying?

He was pressed by the robot girl and took a bath for more than four hours. He was ashamed and just wanted to disassemble the little girl into parts.

Now, lying in a warm and comfortable bed, Wu Chuang felt: "it's good to live!"

Why was he such an asshole before?

As human beings, it's not good to walk on the road, sit on the grass, feel the fragrance of birds and flowers, and have a good sleep?