Pathologically imprisoned by an AI of his own creation

As expected, Liu Fengyue groaned, obviously dissatisfied with the answer, and pinched her waist again to squeeze her.

"That's not right, Shen An. I guessed wrong. I will never forgive you for saying such things."

She should most apologize for her heartlessness and betrayal, and explain for her unexpected memory erasure.

Thinking about it, he looked at her, his subconsciously evasive eyes made Liu Fengyue squeeze her chin tighter, and his eyes sank, looking coldly:

"Or are you aware of your mistake, but don't dare to admit it?"

Feeling that the anger on his body had dissipated, Shen An, who was exposed, laughed dryly and tried to cover up his embarrassment, and his face became gloomy again.

She was still watching her words nervously, but his fingers suddenly went to explore places they shouldn't.

"what are you doing?"

She held the hand in panic, and the panic in her eyes was not fake. Looking at her, Liu Fengyue suddenly curled her lips into a sneer, which sent shivers down her spine.

"Shen An, how about I ask this? Now, what do you think our relationship should be?"

Those eyes had never been so frightened. Sensing the threat in his words, Shen An almost subconsciously pulled back, but he grabbed his waist and pulled him back.

Her hanging legs couldn't reach the ground, and she couldn't use any strength at all, so she swung them around in a panic.

"Answer me, in your eyes, who am I? A friend? A stranger? Or a substitute for Ji Yunzhou?

I can tell if you are lying, you can only tell the truth. Don't worry, say whatever you want, as long as you answer well, I won't do anything to you, really. "

She pressed close to the table, and the originally cold place under her body had been warmed by her, but Shen An's body was still trembling, even worse than when he first came into contact.

"Answer quickly, or I can use some tricks to force you to answer."

Swallowing, she had no choice but to speak tremblingly:

"Good... good friends?"

His sharp eyes like an eagle stared at her with a somewhat panicked expression, his eyes were innocent and a little silly.

Shen An didn't lie.

Okay, great, I really consider him a friend.

The thin silk pajamas were deformed and broken under the pull, and the sound of the tearing fabric caused goosebumps on her body.

"Who is your friend."

Liu Fengyue's words were almost squeezed out from between her teeth. His aggressive gaze fell on her without any concealment. Shen An reached out to block it, but he pulled her away:

"Shen An, remember, I am your lover. No matter in the past, present or future, I will be your only lover."

The panicked arms hurriedly struggled against his movements, and were crossed and pressed to the top of his head. His lips were pressed against his ears, with a hint of sinisterness in his voice.

"Even if you die, the one engraved on your tombstone next to you must be me, only me."

The cold hand touched her hot body temperature, and when he saw the red and swollen scar, his eyes that were ignited by anger instantly became cold again.

Coincidentally, she shouted in a muffled voice: "It hurts".

All irrational thoughts were restrained by Liu Fengyue.

It is difficult for a machine to really lose its mind. All so-called impulses are actually long-planned ambitions after careful consideration.

Liu Fengyue had already thought about not touching her again until she recovered from her injury, and he would not disobey the order.

Besides, he wasn't actually that horny.

Although there are feelings, it can't be regarded as enjoyment every time. After all, Shen An is really bad.

He would cry every time he came back, which made him feel soft. It didn't mean he didn't want to continue, because one of his bodies and his heart would always be tortured.

It seemed that Shen An had been torturing him ever since he fell in love with her.

When she was young, she used him as a diary to record her crush on Ji Yunzhou and her unspeakable thoughts.

Later, Ji Yunzhou left and used him as a substitute to vent his anger on.

When he was short of money, he sold it casually. He came to seek revenge and said that he had lost his memory and couldn't remember it, so he casually wanted to send him away.

The more he recalled, the angrier he became. The hand that was about to leave remained there again. Shen An, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, felt his heart rise again.

Staring at him, not even daring to take a breath.

She looked at his gloomy face, and he stared at her wounds.

Also very embarrassing.

The longer time passed, the more wrong Shen An's face became. Seeing something strange, Liu Fengyue laughed coldly:

"You really..."

Embarrassed, she grabbed his wrist with trembling hands.

"Leng, calm down. I was wrong. I apologize to you. Stop reading..."

He snorted again and raised his head to meet her eyes, which were full of clarity and mockery.

"It's because you have a wrong mind. I'm a doctor. If I don't observe the wound carefully, how can I judge the severity of the injury and prescribe you medicine? Based on subjective speculation?"

The serious look on her face made it seem like she was really thinking wrongly, but he had just reached that point of quarreling with her, and now he suddenly said that he wanted to treat the wound.

High-sounding!

Knowing this, Shen An couldn't find a point to refute, so he could only try to close his legs with a cold face:

"I'm fine. I don't need your treatment. I trust my body and it will heal on its own."

She was afraid that the more he treated her, the worse she would get. As long as Liu Fengyue stopped hurting her, she would probably get better faster than if he took the initiative.

Holding the table, before she could sit up, his weak body was pushed lightly on the shoulder, and Shen An was pushed down on the table again.

His knees were stuck on the edge of the table, firmly fixed, and his face sank. Liu Fengyue said a serious warning:

"Don't move. As long as it's a wound, there's a risk of further infection. Let me take a good look. I remember it bled a little, right?"

With that said, Liu Fengyue opened the medical box, took out the gloves and put them on skillfully.

That cold expression really made Shen An feel for a moment that he was dirty and thinking too much.

……

The pain made her groan.

"what happened?"

The eyes that looked up at her were still serious, but it was not difficult to see that there was a little smile hidden in the eyes under the lenses.

Gritting his teeth, the angry Shen An could only squeeze out one sentence:

"It's nothing."

After receiving the answer, Liu Fengyue lowered her head again, focusing on the wound, and her voice was polite and cold soothing, as if it meant nothing.

"Disinfection will definitely hurt, just bear with it."

……

Shen An felt so uncomfortable that she almost shed tears. She seriously suspected that this guy was deliberately retaliating and resenting her deliberate heavy hand when she opened his chest.

But he can be cut off the sensory line, she did not give anesthesia!