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Chapter 1369 My Daughter-in-Law Is a Sick NPC (66)

The man paused for a moment and asked, "What are you laughing at?"

I'm afraid this guy is thinking about that NPC's IQ arrears, is he stupid...

"What are you laughing at?" Yan Luo twitched his lips, leaned on the sofa and closed his eyes, staring at the ceiling, and murmured: "Laugh at myself!"

Because of an NPC, he restrained his romantic nature, and even the maids at home basically had no physical contact.

Because of an NPC, I don't think about tea and food, and even barely falling asleep is his figure in my dream.

Because of an NPC, I miss him so much that I have no energy no matter what I do. I feel that life without him is really boring.

Because of an NPC, I ran to harass the officials every day, urging them to speed up and put the Youlan plate back on the shelf.But the number of urgings was too frequent, and the screen was blocked directly by others.

"Laugh at yourself?" Looking at his friend's decadent look, the man secretly sighed, and said, "Hey, since you think you are ridiculous, you should cheer up and continue to be your romantic, handsome and unrestrained playboy." , one day, you will meet a satisfactory object in reality!"

"I can't see you anymore." Yan Luo smiled wryly, shook his head, and said, "I understand that Mu Mu doesn't exist at all, he's just a virtual NPC, but I didn't expect..."

After a pause, Yan Luo stood up slowly, stepped over the man standing in front of her, and walked towards the door.

Immediately, a magnetic voice sounded in the air, but it seemed to have gone through vicissitudes, with endless sadness and helplessness.

"I actually love an NPC so deeply..."

Since Yan Luo was forced to come here when he came, he didn't drive his own car, so after leaving the bar, Yan Luo looked around, summoned a flying taxi, opened the door and got in.

The driver looked back, saw Yan Luo in the back seat, and asked aloud, "Sir, where are you going?"

"Wait a minute." Yan Luo glanced at the driver lightly, turned on his brain and dialed a phone number, and soon after the call was connected, a deep and hoarse male voice came from the other end.

[Mr. Yan. 】

"En." Yan Luo responded, and then asked, "How is the robot doing?"

[You should be done in the next month, but I have to trouble you to wait another month. 】

"It's okay." Yan Luo was silent for a few seconds, with longing flashing in his eyes, he pursed his lips and asked, "Then can I come and see now?"

[Of course, you know the address. I'm at home right now, so you can just come here. 】

"Okay." After finishing speaking, Yan Luo hung up the phone, and after telling the driver the exact location, he leaned his head on the chair, slowly closed his eyes, pursed his lips and fell silent.

The technology of this era is very advanced, robotic technology has reached a very high level, and even the texture of the skin can be as smooth, soft and delicate as real skin.

And in reality, many shops are all mechanized, and even the chefs who cook have been replaced by robots, and even many famous stars and Internet celebrities are robots.

Therefore, after waiting for more than a month and there was still no movement in the Youlan plate, Yan Luo, who was sweeping the sanitation robot on the street one day, suddenly had a whim and spent a lot of money to customize a robot.

Its prototype is naturally customized according to Ye Musheng...

(End of this chapter)