I Really Like That Guy!

Walking on the street outside, looking at the dazzling clothing stores on both sides of the street, Arlo suddenly had the illusion that he was raising a baby.

In the past, she used to do her own research at home at this time. She went out only a handful of times, and even only ate nutrient solution for meals, and she even bought online and delivered her shopping directly.

Today, in order to buy a set of clothes for the robot, she spends her precious time walking out of the house to go shopping.

I have never had such an experience in my memory.

Oh no, I remember that when she was young, her mother would take her out for shopping and buy clothes, and by the way, she would have a tea party with other ladies. Alo went to her once and felt that such behavior was boring and boring. It is better to watch more at home. A book, and never went out with my mother again.

She seemed to be back to childhood, but this time, she was in the position of her mother, and Robot Seventy-Eight was the child.

However, Seventy-Eight is completely different from her childhood. Seventy-Eight is full of curiosity. He is full of desire to explore this unknown world. He doesn't feel bored shopping at all, nor is she as uncooperative as she was when she was a child.

When A Luo was already regretting that he wanted to go back, her robot was constantly looking around, with a pair of eyes sparkling with joy visible to the naked eye.

"Master, are you bringing me to buy clothes?" Seventy-eight looked at Arlo like a puppy that was rewarded by the master.

That's what makes Seventy-Eight different from other robots, Arlo thought.

If other robots were here, no matter how intelligent they were, they would just smile and say "Thank you, master", and then accept it calmly.

Robots can't think, their thinking is all written programs, whether it is a dialogue with the master or various temporary reactions, they are all things written in advance by humans.

Seventy-eight would be happy and thank her for her efforts. He would not take her kindness for granted.

It's like his behavior to change the bank deposit because he thinks she spent too much money on him, so he "returns" her back in that clumsy way.

At this moment, Arlo suddenly couldn't look at Seventy-Eight with the eyes of a robot.

She shouldn't just think of him as a robot, after all, in a sense, he's no longer a mere robot.

Thinking of this, A Luo said: "Seventy-eight, don't call me master outside."

The robot blinked and looked at her with a puzzled look, but didn't say anything, just nodded and answered seriously: "Good master!"

A Luo: "..." Forget it, let him go.

The two walked into a clothing store. In the future, most people in the world have long been accustomed to online shopping, shopping directly on the Internet, and robot delivery to the door, which is convenient, fast and time-saving.

Despite this, physical stores have not been banned. Everyone has different needs. Some people are reluctant to go out, and some people want to go out and enjoy the thrill of spending a lot of money.

A Luo has always been the former type of person, but her mother is the latter type. Her mother is a standard upper-class lady who has no life pressure and does not need to fulfill any dreams. Most of her free time is spent on various tasks. Big shopping malls and movie stars.

This clothing store is a famous brand. There are countless clothes in the huge store, but there are very few people shopping. The store is equipped with a vending robot. A beautiful female robot speaks softly and politely asks Arlo what he needs.

The smile on this robot's face is naturally a lot, and the curvature of the slightly raised mouth corners is just right, and it looks gentle and warm.

In contrast, Arlo realized just how poor Seventy-Eight's expression management was.

It cost so much to buy it, how can it be so different?

She glanced at Seventy-Eight in disbelief, and when she turned her head, she found that Seventy-Eight was also staring at the waiter robot, and those eyes would stick to others.

A Luo: "..." I'm afraid it's not just love at first sight, right?

If he really likes this robot, does she have to buy her back?

Before the thought had arisen in her mind, she noticed that Seventy-Eight was smiling at the robot. He was learning her smile, and even the angle of the corners of his mouth was the same.

The waiter robot also saw Seventy-Eight. She smiled unchanged and greeted Seventy-Eight: "Hello, this gentleman, what do you need?"

Mr. Seventy-eight smiled face to face with her. Two faces with different faces but the same expressions were facing each other, and there was an inexplicable feeling.

A Luo interrupted their gaze at the right time. She felt that if she didn't speak, they could keep staring at each other: "I want to buy some clothes for young men."

The waiter robot turned to look at her and smiled, "Okay, please come with me."

The young men's clothing is in another area, next to the women's clothing area. When Arlo followed the waiter robot to choose clothes, he didn't notice that Seventy-Eight was facing a long black dress in a daze.

For some reason, seeing this dress, his system suddenly showed the appearance of the master wearing it.

Seventy-eight didn't know what to use to describe this feeling. He just felt that the owner would look good wearing it.

"Seventy-eight, change your clothes and try." Arlo called.

She picked out a whole set of clothes. Although she thought it would be suitable for him in her imagination, she couldn't be sure if she hadn't really turned on her body.

"Okay, master." Seventy-eight took the clothes and walked into the locker room in the store.

As a result, he walked in for a long time, but never came out. A Luo knocked on the door, and a man's implicitly depressed voice came from inside: "Master, I won't wear this."

A Luo was silent, she had no idea that a robot could not wear clothes?

With an incredible mood, she pushed open the door and walked into the dressing room.

As soon as he entered the door, what caught his eye was the man's fair back. He took off his white shirt and was still wearing trousers. He was hanging his head, looking at the electronic belt on his waist, unable to do anything.

Seeing her enter the door, the man raised his eyes and said with a flat mouth, "Master, Seventy-Eight can't untie it."

Arlo tried his best to ignore the man's naked upper body, strong abdominal muscles and standard perfect wide shoulders and narrow waist. After walking over to check, he found that the electronic belt of Seventy-Eight was locked, and the password for this lock was only for him. The people on top know.

Miss Liu is afraid that people will conspire against this robot? Or guard the "virginity" of the robot?

A Luo's whole body is not well, but in desperation, she had to call Miss Liu temporarily and ask her for the unlock password.

The communication was connected, and Miss Liu said lightly, "Hello?"

A Luo first introduced himself, then directly stated his intention, and asked her for the password of the electronic belt.

Miss Liu's tone changed: "The electronic belt shouldn't affect your research on him, right? The robot chip is in his chest, why did you unbutton his pants?"

A Luo thinks that Miss Liu has misunderstood her, does she look like someone who will conspire against robots?

And she has already returned it, why is she still wearing the face of the owner of No. 78?

"Miss Liu, no matter what I want to do, I have already bought the android number 78. He is my property now. The electronic belt you put on for him should never exist." remind.

Miss Liu was rather annoyed and said: "Even if you buy it, he's just a piece of trash, blinding his good face!"

This sound was not only heard by Arlo, but also by Robot Seventy-Eight, who had been listening quietly beside her.

He lowered his head in despair, like a pitiful chicken, the kind whose hair was wet and stuck to his body.

"Miss Liu, no matter what flaws there are in your opinion, No. 78 has always been unique in my eyes. He is my robot. If you insult my robot for no reason, it is equivalent to insulting me. The right to ask you to apologize to him."

The man suddenly raised his head, and a pair of black eyes stared straight at A Luo.

"You will treasure such a defective product. Xia Feiluo, aren't you afraid of the outside world knowing that the robot you developed has such a big problem?"

"What if you know, what if you don't know, it can't affect me, can it?" A Luo responded lightly.

As soon as she finished speaking, the communication was interrupted with a drop, and the other side hung up her communication directly.

After another minute, an email came with a string of digital passwords.

A Luo calmly turned off the terminal, facing the amber eyes of Seventy-Eight, who were moved to wet and admiring eyes, walked over to enter the password, and the belt on his waist was undone.

The waist of the trousers was loosened, and the straight trousers crashed to the ground. A Luo just lowered his head, and immediately saw a certain key part.

I have to say, it's very expensive.

She glanced at it and raised her eyes quickly, not daring to look again.

If Seventy-Eight was really an ordinary robot, Arlo wouldn't feel anything at all, but when she thought that he was not a machine, she felt awkward, and even being in the same place as him was a little uncomfortable.

After all, what he looks like now is all about her aesthetics.

Provided, of course, that he does not speak.

"Master, this dress is too small to fit on."

When the voice of Seventy-Eight came, A Luo subconsciously followed the sound, and saw that the man was holding a pair of men's underwear in his hand, and he was completely naked.

Arlo: "!!!"

She turned around quickly and turned her back to him. She wanted to reprimand him, but thinking that he didn't understand anything, she had to hold her breath and said, "Put your clothes on first, and we'll buy the right ones later."

With the steam on his cheeks, Arlo raised his hand to fan the air, and suddenly felt that the dressing room was extremely cramped, making it difficult to breathe.

"Good master!" The clear male voice said cheerfully.

There was a rustling sound behind him, which was the movement of clothes rubbing against each other, and the picture he just saw appeared in front of A Luo's eyes, and he couldn't get it out.

At this moment, she suddenly wanted to sigh.

What the **** was she crazy about, running out all the way to waste an afternoon just to buy clothes for the robot, maybe even offending a company client for this, and making herself so embarrassed, what is she trying to do?