Pathologically imprisoned by an AI of his own creation

The substitute android created by Liu Fengyue was not smart enough.

It has no sensory system, and has basically no other functions except that it looks equally exquisite, can share vision, and is durable.

Therefore, in terms of intelligence, it is not even as good as the most basic AI.

I can only have simple conversations with people according to the set things, my response speed is slow, and the content I can cover is very mechanical.

However, no one dares to go into the details of Liu Fengyue's high status. If it's enough to show off, no one will question it.

It's just that for emergencies like this, he still needs to control and respond remotely so that there won't be any problems.

East.

In the manor kitchen, the blue eyes lit up again. After ending the remote control, Liu Fengyue quickly got up and looked at the soup he had stewed. Fortunately, it was not overcooked.

While continuing to prepare dinner in a happy mood, he also paid attention to the surveillance network in the imperial office and the bedroom upstairs, looking at the bionic body lying on the bed with his eyes closed as if sleeping, and Shen Anhou struggling to get up.

Liu Fengyue suddenly thought of something:

Although the stand-in function is limited, it can only deceive people in daily life.

However, as long as the distance is close enough and the avatar is manipulated to perform simple actions, Liu Fengyue can also do it.

The spatula in his hand was accidentally broken by him and deformed, but Liu Fengyue didn't seem to notice, murmuring from between her teeth:

"Just two, ah..."

A certain robot is still very concerned about those words.

So Shen An was absolutely right when she said he was petty. She was far upstairs and suddenly sneezed.

Pulling the quilt over to cover himself again, and wrapping himself tightly, a chill still shot up from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

The thin body slowly curled up on the bed.

The pain in the waist and abdomen is still very uncomfortable, the kind of numbness mixed with stinging pain like being bitten gently, coupled with the lingering pain.

Even if she calmed down, it would still attack her nerve endings one after another, making Shen An tremble and break out in a sweat.

His exhausted arms were covering his lower abdomen, and there seemed to be an inexplicable thing between his legs that was pressing against his thighs, causing burning pain and not being together.

Turning over slightly, Shen An felt that his bones were about to fall apart in the next second. His body was as soft as an invertebrate, and his head was getting heavier and heavier. He was nestled in the goose down quilt.

I didn't sleep much last night, and my heavy eyelids couldn't resist it anymore, so I slowly closed them and fell asleep.

When he woke up again, Shen An had no idea what time it was now. The room was dark, his eyes were already gray, and now he couldn't see anything clearly.

She tried to get up, but her body felt like she had been run over by a car. Every bone seemed to hurt and her muscles were so sore.

So, Shen An gave up the idea. Her stiff body felt hot, so she continued to lie there. Her groggy spirit slowly tried to gather itself, and the soreness and swelling became more intense.

Shen An didn't feel so uncomfortable when she woke up the next day after running thirteen kilometers in one breath.

After a long breath, sleepiness came over him again, covering up the hunger that had just emerged.

She never felt the hand around her waist until Liu Fengyue, who had been ignored, couldn't help but circled her into his arms and buried his head close to her neck.

"woke up?"

The low and hoarse voice made Shen An tremble suddenly. Before his brain was fully awake, his body instinctively pretended to be asleep, and his heavy upper eyelids covered his pupils again.

In his ears, he smiled helplessly:

"Wake up when you wake up. What are you afraid of? I haven't eaten dinner yet. I won't touch you. Get up and eat slowly."

After saying that, he pulled Shen An's arm, and she shook her head in refusal.

"Don't eat..."

Liu Fengyue's soft and boneless waist made Liu Fengyue stop trying to help her stand up.

"It's only been two days and one night, and it's been like this. What will you do in two days?"

After saying this, he chuckled, causing her heart to tremble. Thinking of going on tonight, her lower abdomen ached, and the hand held by Liu Fengyue suddenly became cold.

After feeling it, he stroked and rubbed it carefully with his warm palms, but she couldn't warm her up.

So Liu Fengyue circled Shen An in her arms again, warming her patiently and stubbornly, and lowered her head to kiss her closed eyes, which were also cold.

In Shen An's arms, his eyelids trembled because of his movements, which made his lips itch.

But the body remained motionless, so he had no choice but to continue coaxing:

"Shen An, get up and eat something before resting, otherwise you will get stomachache again."

In my ears, Liu Fengyue's final sound gradually became blurred.

After all, the hanging heart could not resist the sleepiness. Shen An had no appetite at all and just wanted to continue sleeping.

Before she could answer, when he leaned over and kissed the tip of her nose, she had already fallen asleep on his lap again.

It would be bad to wake up Shen An again.

Sighing softly, his fingers carefully touched every part of her skin, and his warm fingertips gently massaged the injured muscles of Laura.

Finally, as he lingered at that mark, Liu Fengyue's eyes darkened a bit.

At first, he wanted to carve his name on her with one knife after another. The prepared dagger was still in this room, and it was pressed at the bottom of the box together with the props that could not see the light very well.

After all, I couldn't bear it.

This is okay now. As long as there are traces of his that cannot be washed away on her body, she can no longer be with anyone else. She can only love him and belong only to him.

Liu Fengyue thought and slid her fingertips up another half point.

The injury was not healed in the first place, but now it is swollen again.

In the dark night, it was his almost inaudible sigh as he carried her to the bed. He kissed her delicately from her neck to her collarbone, but never went down again. His trembling lips pressed against her carotid artery and hummed softly.

"Shen An, I'll let you go this time..."

His slender waist was still wrapped in his arms, and he kissed her collarbone gently and possessively, refusing to leave.

She resisted soberly, making Liu Fengyue itch with hatred and tearing her heart into pieces every time.

But when Shen An is unconscious and unable to resist him at all, he will start to soften again.

For all her tenderness, Liu Fengyue would only dare to reveal it where Shen An couldn't see it. He was really too afraid that she would dislike his love.

This soft-heartedness lasted for three days.

The first day when she felt soft-hearted was because of her look after indulgence. When she woke up, Shen An was lying on the bed with bloodless eyes, as fragile as a glazed doll.

That look was really not the person Liu Fengyue remembered. Even if he was obedient when feeding her food in small mouths, he was lifeless.

So he was reluctant to take action.

When I took her to take a bath, the crimson stained the white sheets underneath her body.

This is another reason.

She was injured by him again, and she couldn't hold it back that night. He moved her even though he knew the injury hadn't healed yet. He carefully cleaned it before looking at the injured area. Liu Fengyue also felt a little guilty.

Shen An was obviously afraid of giving her medicine again, but she didn't dare to resist.

No matter what he said or how he teased her, she remained silent, and Liu Fengyue lost interest in continuing.