Chapter 940： God descends (51)

The dark expression remained unchanged.

But the heart sank suddenly, the slender fingers pinched in the black robe tightened slightly, the lines were beautiful and glowing with cold light.

Ears stood up quietly to eavesdrop.

Fu Yue shook her head. She patted Cyler's hand on her shoulder to comfort her. She opened her beautiful eyes slightly, and said in a puzzled way: "Cyler, why do you think so?"

"Why would I treat you as a toy? You are mine..."

Fu Yue thought for a while. She originally wanted to talk about her partner, but when she thought that Hoddle was still on the opposite side, and the identity of the robot Ciller, she still chose a vague explanation.

"You are also my home, family, how could I treat you as a toy, who really told you..."

As he said, Fu Yue also patted Ciller's hand and glared at him angrily.

Upon hearing this, the beautiful robot was silent for a moment, and his expression flashed for a moment in a daze.

Fu Yue: "???"

She just said casually, who really said this to him?

Hoddle's heart on the side sank suddenly.

Sure enough, this shameless Bailian came to give him eye drops!

West Shameless Little Bailian Lyle pursed her lips, gave Hoddle a contrived look, and stopped talking.

That look.

The posture of hesitant to speak.

Hoddle: "..."

It didn't matter to him that he didn't believe it himself.

Fu Yue followed Ciller's sight and looked over--

Not surprisingly, I saw Hoddle's face.

Fu Yue: "......?"

Seeing Ciller and Fu Yue both turned their heads to look at him, Hoddle was frustrated for a while and said, "What do I do?"

Ciller said very intimately: "Master, it's nothing, this gentleman should just be joking with me, I don't care."

A good move is to retreat as advance.

The implication of this is that it is true that he instigated me, but I don't care about him anymore.

See the white lotus blooming in my hometown~

Hoddle: "You—"

Look at the dark **** with a smelly face, and then look at his own cute little robot... (ten thousand characters omitted below).

Although both of them are my own sweets, the balance in Fu Yue's heart quickly strayed due to such a gap.

Moreover, she believed that Hoddle could do such a thing.

The girl put down the knife and fork in her hand, pursed her red lips, looked at the dark **** opposite with a little displeasedness, and said, "Hoddle, how can you hurt Ciller by saying this? He is for me. It’s a very important person, definitely not a toy."

The corners of the robot's lips tended to rise, but when he pressed it down, he held Fu Yue's hand with his backhand, and said gently: "Master, I don't care, I believe this gentleman didn't mean it."

Although there was sadness hidden in the depths of Cyrel's blue eyes, he still smiled obediently on his face, as if to comfort Fu Yue.

This made Fu Yue feel sorry for him even more.

Look, how obedient and obedient her little robot is!

Hoddle: "..."

He looked at the "dog man and woman" in front of him, almost grinding his teeth.

Hoddle stood up with a chuckle, his eyes seemed to be fired, his teeth were gritted, and he said, "Let go of her hand."

He stared at the hands that Fu Yue and Ciller were shaking.

The gentle smile on Ciller's face dissipated, and the bottom of his eyes became cold, his blue eyes were like frosty snow, he stood up and blocked Hoddle's sight of Fu Yue.

"In what capacity do you say this?"