A Straight Guy's Transmigration Journeys

Fu Yan heard the sound of electric current again. He looked back. Rotten half of the face of a Yi a face blankly looking at his hand was his skin.

After noticing the owner's sight, he nervously pressed the skin back to his face. If it doesn't please the host, he can only be destroyed. However, he has just come to this colorful world.

"Does it hurt?" Fu Yan was a little shocked.

Again, ah Yi shook his head.

Fu Yan did not dare to touch the skin again

"Isn't the master angry?" Yi asked carefully.

Fu Yan asked: "why should I be angry?"

"I'm so stupid." Yi lowered his head with inferiority.

Fu Yan said: "ah Yi is not stupid, and I am not angry."

"That just now the host clearly extended a hand, but didn't touch a Yi." When ah Yi said that the code named "nervous" automatically turned into emotion, his heart beat like thunder.

The host did not speak, but was looking for something. Is the master angry? Is he looking for the thing that the boss usually holds?

Ah Yi thought: he can't ask for anything from his master. So he immediately bent down, sincere attitude: "master, I was wrong."

Fu Yan finally found a pair of rubber gloves. After he put it on, he came to a Yi, who was still bent and didn't dare to get up.

Face suddenly more a burst of warmth, a Yi tiny Leng, then slowly look up. See is the host touched his face, Yi's expression appeared surprise, no longer so facial paralysis.

"I was afraid of electric shock, so I didn't touch you." Fu Yan explained. He didn't expect the man to be so cute.

Involuntarily rubbed the palm of Fu Yan's hand, a Yi realized that his action was beyond the limit, and he did not dare to move in an instant.

"It's OK. I like you sticking to me." Fu Yan suddenly came forward and said very close to ah Yi.

Their breathing was intertwined, as if the air in their lungs had become hot.

Fu Yan looked at the man's clean eyes, swallowed his saliva and leaned slowly.

"Zizizi..."

There was another obvious electric current sound, and Fu Yan was too flustered to speak. He had to get up and divert his attention.

"Make a phone call and ask the boss to send a staff to clean your face." Fu Yan has a mobile phone.

Staring at the man's innocent appearance, Fu Yan thought: if you don't have a neat face, what can you do in the future. The male Lord is so clever. How can he not stretch out his magic claw.

A Yi's tentative tone: "a Yi won't be changed back."

"No

After making a phone call, Fu Yan sat on the sofa and watched the news. And the man also found his own housework.

By the end of the news broadcast, Fu Yan's home had taken on a new look. And busy inside and outside of a Yi at this time is cooking things in the kitchen.

Looking at the clean and tidy environment, Fu Yan felt a burst of emotion: if only the future male owners were so active and diligent, that would be great.

A burst of fragrance slowly filled the room, and Fu Yan walked into the kitchen looking for the fragrance. Looking at the virtuous look on the man's face, he can't help but put his arms around the man's waist.

"Master, the kitchen is dangerous..." A Yi stirs the hand of black chicken soup, some doubt.

Fu Yan immediately released his hand and patted his forehead: forget that this is a robot that doesn't understand amorous feelings.

Thinking of this, Fu Yan sighed again. Robots

What should he do?

Can he move?

In the middle of the night.

Ah Yi suddenly opened his eyes and said with doubts: "master?"

Fu Yan, who has long been used to having a man's arms in order to sleep safely, sneaks into a Yi's small room in the middle of the night. But as soon as he opened the door, ah Yi's voice rang.

Fu Yan was so upset that he scratched his hair. How could a robot's ears be more sensitive than a dog's.

Turning on the light, Fu Yan walked up with a smile to ease his embarrassment. He said: "it's too cold, so I want to squeeze here. Let's get warm together..."

"I'm not hot." Having said that, ah Yi felt the hot wind blowing in the window and tilted his head slightly toward Fu Yan, "master, it's not cold either."

Of course, Fu Yan knew that the weather was not cold, and he was even more embarrassed when he was pierced by a Yi. He asked tentatively, "can your body sense temperature without temperature?"

"A Yi Neng, the program has been designed. A Yi's body is only at normal temperature. It can't produce heat and it won't be cold. " As if afraid that Fu Yan dislikes his old-fashioned functions, ah Yi is eager to answer.

Fu Yan went to the bed and sat down It's too hot. I think your room is small, and the air conditioner is better. It must be cool. "

"The master can sleep here. Ah Yi goes to the living room." Say, Yi lifted thin quilt.

He's a robot. He didn't have to sleep. But in order to be closer to human beings, designers copy human life into robot programs."No," he said Fu Yan holds a Yi's hand.

When a Yi looks at him with confused and simple eyes, Fu Yan suddenly has a deep sense of guilt. How did he feel that he was molesting an immature child.

"I just want to find someone to sleep with." Fu Yan just broke the pot.

A Yi is slightly a crooked head: "a Yi can connect the host's mobile phone, looking for the best partner for the host."

After that, ah Yi's eyes turned blue and flashed. Voice becomes mechanical: "information is connecting, number is searching..."

Fu Yan was worried: "stop, stop! Do I have to hire someone to sleep in the middle of the night? "

A Yi's blue eyes, like those of the deep sea, turned around and began to recover their original black color.

He didn't quite understand: "ah Yi's mind is too dull. Does the master need to be replaced..."

"Change Robot... " With that, ah Yi's voice was lost.

Fu Yan listened and thought for a moment that a Yi was an emotional human being. Patted the position beside him, he said: "come here!"

A Yi came over and sat down beside Fu Yan in the way of a pupil.

"Just like just now, lie down." Fu Yan also said.

A Yi looks at Fu Yan suspiciously. When Fu Yan looks at him, he immediately looks away and does what Fu Yan says.

The next second, the light goes black.

Yi suddenly felt the quilt was lifted, a warm embrace to himself. He said softly, "master?"

"There is a person ready to hold. Why do I have to go to other people? It takes time and effort." Fu Yan rubbed a Yi, looking for a more comfortable posture, while muttering.

Ayi's whole robot is stiff and doesn't dare to move. A strange feeling is wandering in his heart. This feeling, the program does not show.

In the dark, feeling the warmth of the host, ah Yi didn't want to close his eyes at all. He turned his head and looked at the master with the glow of night as he closed his eyes.