Fast time travel: The sick and paranoid villains all spoil me

With something on his mind, Alberto couldn't sleep at all.

He sat up from the bed and walked to the door without wearing any shoes.

Then he stared at the door handle for a few seconds and turned it open.

Sure enough, as soon as he opened the door, he saw the little cyborg sitting next to the door with his knees in his arms.

Just like during the day, staring at the floor in a daze.

Alberto felt a big stone pressing on his chest for no reason, and a wave of irritation and anger surged into his heart.

But before he could get angry, he saw her smiling sweetly and approaching him happily.

"Alberto~"

She seemed to enjoy calling his name, and Alberto could hear the happiness in her voice.

He suddenly felt a little angry.

"Why don't you sleep in your own bed?" He tried not to sound too fierce.

"like."

"Ok?"

"Like Alberto."

Alberto was stunned.

I saw her carefully holding the corner of his clothes and saying seriously, "We want to be together."

Alberto then understood that she meant that she liked being with him.

He frowned: "No, you have to go back to your room."

The little biochemical man probably didn't understand the relationship between the two. He only knew that he refused to let her in.

She looked at where she had just been sitting.

"OK."

"No!" Alberto didn't understand what she meant, "Go back to your own room and sleep."

He emphasized the words 'your own room'.

The little biochemical man shook his head, stubborn and determined: "I want this place."

Such a stubborn temper made Alberto want to knock her out and carry her back!

"Go back by yourself, or I'll lock you in the room." He didn't relent. It seemed like he was choosing between two options, but in fact he didn't give her a chance to choose.

But the little biochemical man was almost trapped by him.

"Together." She insisted.

"No." Alberto decided not to talk nonsense to her, and carried her to her room.

She was also quite obedient and didn't even struggle when being carried.

There was nothing in the little cyborg's nightgown, and when it was carried on his shoulders, the softness would hit him as he moved.

Alberto tensed his muscles involuntarily.

But this action would only make his whole body focus on the softness of his back.

He quickened his pace and put the little cyborg directly on the bed.

"Lie down and cover yourself with the quilt."

She obediently complied.

But as soon as Alberto turned around, she sat up again.

Alberto took a deep breath: "Do you want me to lock you in the room?"

"Don't..." The little robot timidly grabbed the quilt.

"Then just sleep well." After a pause, he added, "Otherwise I will be angry."

Now the little bioman didn't dare to make any more noises and wanted to sit in front of him.

But Alberto still didn't sleep all night.

When it got slightly brighter, he went to the little cyborg's room.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw her sitting on the bed and not sleeping.

There was no light in the room, so she just sat on the bed all night.

When she saw him, she jumped out of bed without thinking, ran towards him eagerly, threw herself into his arms, and pressed her cheek against his left chest.

It was like listening to his heartbeat.

"Alberto..."

She called his name again, but this time she felt uneasy instead of happy.

Alberto's heart twitched, but the heavy irritability that had been weighing on his heart all night miraculously disappeared.

He sighed: "Aren't you sleepy?"

She shook her head: "I'm not sleepy, we want to be together."

How could Alberto not know that she didn't want to sleep but was waiting for dawn before she could stay by his side.