Pathologically imprisoned by an AI of his own creation

Shen An, who was pried open by him and held in his arms for a kiss, could not understand:

Liu Fengyue took the wrong medicine.

She didn't know that the words she just said, those words that forced the blame away from a guilty conscience, sounded like coquettishness to his ears.

She was still disheveled, with her cheeks flushed and acting coquettishly under him.

In fact, Liu Fengyue originally planned to let her go.

After all, he didn't intend to strangle Shen An.

But at this moment, after she was kissed until she was breathless again, showing that extremely alluring and confused expression, he let her go with satisfaction.

After holding Shen An on his lap, he used his slender fingers to hook her hair.

Then he watched with admiration as she was unable to resist and could only breathe against her chest.

When she calmed down, Liu Fengyue said with a smile:

"Don't get caught in the rain next time, Shen An. The cold is harmful to your health. Just call me if you're unhappy. I'll always be there."

The seductive and familiar voice, along with his warm body temperature, flowed into someone's heart.

In his arms, although Shen An listened to his words expressionlessly, he remained silent.

Unconsciously, her fingers tightly grasped Liu Fengyue's clothes.

She suddenly thought of the mother and daughter under the roof.

In the wind and rain, they only have each other.

In fact, so do they.

When this idea appeared in Shen An's mind, it almost immediately made her heart tremble and throbbing.

Don't think so...

Repeating it to himself over and over again, the urge in his body to hug Liu Fengyue was finally suppressed by Shen An.

With her palms covered in cold sweat, she finally touched his chest awkwardly and abruptly, but it was warm inside.

The temperature has dropped.

The person in his arms jumped up immediately as if he was electrocuted.

After a few minutes of silence, Shen An finally responded and opened his mouth. Under Liu Fengyue's expectant eyes, he asked a few questions in a very puzzled manner:

"How do you recover so quickly? Do you have any tricks? Like special materials?"

A few words made the body holding her feel a little colder, and her fingers tightly clasped Shen An's arm.

Silently sneering, Liu Fengyue gritted her teeth, but she seemed to be completely unaware, curiously picking at his clothes.

The body was pushed away by Liu Fengyue, Shen An's body fell into the air, and then fell into the soft and warm quilt.

When she stood up to look, he had already reached the door, so she stood up again and pretended to ask:

"Don't go, please share how to recover quickly after high pressure. Don't be so stingy..."

Opening the door, Liu Fengyue turned her head and looked at Shen An with a sincere face, her voice almost squeezed out from between her teeth:

"I'm so angry!"

After saying that, he slammed the door hard and left.

Behind him, the eyes that were originally full of expectation suddenly dimmed after he left.

After Shen An was the only one left in the room, she dared to feel relieved and let out the sigh that had been stuck in her chest for a long time.

But her heart was still beating, forcing her to fall on the bed, covering her chest, and Shen An slowly curled up.

She changed the subject because she really felt at ease because of those words...

At that moment, Shen An really believed it.

The person holding her could bring her stability, and he even almost hugged her.

Biting her lower lip, desperately fighting against the strange feeling in her heart, Shen An's fingers were almost embedded in his flesh through the sheets.

God, please don't play this kind of joke on her.

Falling in love with Liu Fengyue or something... is really ridiculous...

The door was pushed open suddenly.

On the bed, the tense body was frightened and relaxed almost immediately. He frowned and looked at the visitor, extremely stiff.

The guilty expression made Liu Fengyue frown suspiciously.

"What little tricks are you doing behind my back?"

With that said, he walked up to Shen An, and before she could react, he hugged her sideways.

"what?"

The hoarse voice made him suddenly lower his head and look at her steadily:

"Why is your voice suddenly hoarse? Shen An, then you need to take some medicine."

After saying that, he put her down, picked up his nightgown from the side, put it on Shen An, and then picked her up again.

For a time, Liu Fengyue's aura invaded her private domain domineeringly in various ways, but she still did not reject it.

Even, I feel at ease.

It's like being held in my mother's arms when I was a child, that long-lost sense of security that can only be brought by the closest person.

Made her want to cry.

"Where?"

Leaning in his arms, not letting Liu Fengyue see her expression, Shen An asked in a muffled voice.

"Kitchen, cook dinner with me."

After answering, Liu Fengyue opened the door and went out, but she didn't listen much.

At this moment, there was only one thought left in Shen An's mind.

She must know the specific contents of the chip.

Not only because she wanted to find a way to understand and deal with Liu Fengyue, but also for the memory she had thrown away, and for that reason.

Perhaps her curiosity was indeed a bit too much.

But escaping can't solve any problems at all. Even if she discards the memory, something is still engraved in her heart.

Although, in fact, Shen An could almost guess it.

Sitting silently in the dining chair, wrapping Liu Fengyue's robe around him, Shen An suddenly stopped him as he was about to open the refrigerator.

"Stop making dinner. There's still leftovers from lunch. Just heat them up. You don't need to eat them, so there's no need to waste them."

After glancing at her, Liu Fengyue kept moving:

"What's the point of a little leftover porridge? If I feel like I can't finish it, I'll make less."

"Liu Fengyue."

Shen An called him again, and his sudden voice made Liu Fengyue turn around and look at her seriously:

"What's the matter? If it really doesn't work, I can eat it with you. It won't be wasted -"

"Stop it."

"Ok?"

The firm tone made Liu Fengyue raise her eyebrows:

"You're so serious, what do you want to say? Don't even think about continuing to talk to me about work, Shen An. I won't let you take advantage of me now."

"And you can't afford the reward I want now."

Shen An shook his head. Thinking of what he wanted to say, he hesitated for a moment, then smiled with relief and spoke:

"No, I just want to say that you should get more rest. If you don't fully cool down and rest after a long period of high pressure, something could easily happen."

As he spoke, he looked at his chest.

"Isn't the heart bad?"

Shen An's words made Liu Fengyue curl her lips coldly.

Putting the things in his hands back into the refrigerator, he slowly approached and leaned over to look at her:

"Why, do you care about me?"

Shen An didn't hide.

"Reciprocity is reciprocal. Didn't you just pick me up? You know, I don't like to owe others."

Shrugging, she raised her eyes and looked directly at him:

"Besides, didn't we agree? If I cure you, I can live in a big house abroad."