Chapter 930： God descends (41)

"A mosquito bit?"

The man's thin lips opened slightly, and Fu Yue's words were repeated.

His eyes were always staring at Fu Yue, the deep blue, like the first handful of snow on the top of a mountain in winter, clean and pure, with deep sadness flashing in it, and people couldn't help being heartbroken.

"Does the master consider me a fool?"

Fu Yue: "..."

No, I didn't, I just said casually.

Don't take it seriously! !

Don't look at your relatives with this look of scumbag!

Cyrel's fingertips rubbed Fu Yue's white neck, his strength was slightly heavier, and his voice was slightly muted: "This is obviously a hickey."

"Who left it? I'm a little... curious."

No, not just curious.

More, it is jealousy.

In the deep blue eyes of the robot, there was a flash of brilliance and darkness, and the gleaming inside was obviously human-like emotions, extremely complicated.

It's just a flash.

It became the cold of the machine again.

Ciller became a polite gentleman again, as if the gaffe just now was just a momentary illusion.

Can't let the master discover...

She will be scared.

Fu Yue was a bit distressed, she didn't know how to explain Hoddle's existence to Ciller.

What do you want her to say?

Is it necessary for her to hold Hoddle's hand and introduce to Ciller with a smile: "Hey, Ciller, this is Hoddle, but you are actually the same person?"

Think about that scene... Fu Yue's eyes twitched.

A proper Shura field.

Forget it, she didn't believe it herself.

so funny.

I still have to blame Jun Heng for not thinking that the green on his forehead is not enough for her to make such a show...how? Want to have a threesome?

Since it cannot be explained.

Then slip away.

Fu Yue gave a light cough, she turned her feet and swiftly got through Ciller's arms, stepped barefoot on the ground, and flew to the bedroom door like a swallow. She opened the door and then turned her eyes. Smiled at Ciller.

"Dear Cyril, I am tired now, what can I say tomorrow? I believe you will not embarrass me, are you?"

The girl's eyebrows were crooked, and she had already hid in the room, but she still stuck out a head and winked at Ciller.

The blonde beauty was stunned for a moment.

Drop long eyelashes.

The soft thin lips raised a gentle arc, and said, "Of course—"

The smile at the corners of the girl's lips was halfway up, and she immediately pulled it down.

Because Ciller said: "Master, think about how to make it up. I will ask the master again tomorrow."

Fu Yue: "..."

Compiling this word is very spiritual.

No, what is it?

Silair, you robot figure out that Lao Tzu is your master, not your prisoner! !

If System 677 could hear him, he would surely sneer, and then mock his host without mercy, "Do you have the ability to speak in front of Lord Tiandao?"

Cyrel walked over slowly, holding his hand on the doorknob, carefully preparing to close the bedroom door for Fu Yue. After a short pause, he leaned down and gave a shallow kiss to the corner of the girl's beautiful lips, with a low voice.

Low magnetic, but also attractive.

"Good night, my...Master."

Just touch it.

The blond beauty bent over, with one hand in front of her, followed the manners of a gentleman, and then closed the door neatly.

Fu Yue: "..."

This robot is a bit weird, such as today's inexplicable and suspected jealous behavior.