Pathologically imprisoned by an AI of his own creation

Staggering in vain, Shen An finally hit the door. Her limbs were so weak that when she subconsciously leaned forward, the door was knocked open by her.

Pivot door.

Sure enough, the reason why she couldn't open it just now was because it was locked. It was Liu Fengyue's intention to let her go.

Bad taste.

In the living room, he was sitting on the sofa, the golden wine in his hand shining, and he turned to look at her when he heard the sound.

"Hey~ Can you still stand up? I underestimated you."

Shen An frowned and looked at the wine glass.

How could a machine like drinking? I'm afraid this can only be prepared for her.

Not so good memories came to mind.

She let go of her hand holding on to the wall and walked towards him step by step. Unable to support her numb limbs due to the electric current and ischemia, she threw herself limply on the back of the sofa.

The unexpected pain did not come, and Liu Fengyue picked up the body, holding Shen An's waist to the highest point, and his fingers brushed against the cold machinery of his limbs.

With a few clicks, the numb pain was immediately relieved. Seeing Shen An heaving a sigh of relief, Liu Fengyue pressed against her chin and gently rubbed her throat with the tip of his nose:

Feeling the trembling of the person beneath him, he sneered:

"What are you afraid of? I've always been very trustworthy, right?"

Shen An closed his eyes.

On the knee, the wound scratched by the ground was burning, because his touch was even more unbearable.

It seemed that wine had been poured on it, and the stinging pain suddenly grabbed Shen An's heart, and the injured leg lifted in the air trembled uncontrollably.

Her fingers gripped the sofa beneath her tightly, and she couldn't help but squeeze out a painful groan from her throat.

"It's so pitiful~ The skin is worn out~ Is it interesting to run away? An'an~"

Closing her eyes tightly, Shen An shook her head, her eyes filled with heat. She tried hard not to let them roll down, and her head fell back.

She didn't want him to see her expression like this.

Liu Fengyue was quite satisfied with Shen An's meekness. Maintaining this posture, he treated her wounds.

The cotton swab scratched several broken flesh and blood, and deliberately scratched it with force, making Shen An's already unsmooth breathing even more fragmented.

But he still wanted to ask maliciously:

"Does it hurt you?"

Shen An could only shake his head slightly, biting his lower lip, and could not stop sweating.

The soaked shirt clung to her back, feeling sticky and uncomfortable.

The strength in his hand suddenly increased, causing Shen An to tremble violently.

Holding her neck, Liu Fengyue leaned over and pressed his forehead against hers:

"Forgot what I said? Don't bite yourself. Express it when it hurts. Don't lie to me. Does it hurt?"

Shen An nodded, tears rolling down from the corners of his eyes.

"If you know it hurts, remember it well. Next time you run away, it won't just be pain."

The wound where the medicine powder was applied still aches slightly, and the two legs are already so painful that they can't lift them up and can't stop shaking.

A smiling voice touched her ear.

"I told you I won't do anything to you. You don't need to run away tonight. If you have any dissatisfaction, you can just talk about it."

But she couldn't speak at all!

This is simply mocking her.

Shen An subconsciously kicked him with her leg. When he almost touched the wound, he grabbed his ankle and pulled it aside.

"Don't move! The medicine isn't ready yet."

Saying this, Liu Fengyue was not soft-hearted at all and did not give her a chance to escape.

Even if he was treating her bruises, it would be too overbearing, rubbing the damaged skin like crazy.

He was simply taking revenge on her.

Fake public for personal gain.

Her breathing was getting shorter and faster. Seeing that Shen An couldn't bear the pain and kept crying and shaking her head while humming, Liu Fengyue gently bit her earlobe and coaxed in a low voice:

"Be obedient and I won't lock you up anymore..."

Believing it to be true, Shen An foolishly obeyed.

……

Liu Fengyue indeed kept his word. From the moment he woke up the next day, Shen An's scope of activities became the entire manor.

Although it doesn't look like much has changed, it's just that the cage holding her has gotten bigger.

But for Shen An, this is already a very good result.

At least you can stand in the sun, right?

Sitting on the rocking chair in the garden, Shen An slowly swayed her feet to the rhythm, her scarred legs protruding from the hem of her soft suspender skirt.

A gust of wind blew by, and the mechanical rings above swayed with the wind, making a crisp sound when they touched together.

The warm coat was placed on her shoulders, and she did not look back.

Then, the arms went around Shen An from behind her neck, and his warm breath blew into her ears.

"Sure enough, once you get what you want, you will no longer be a good bunny?"

Shen An ignored him and fiddled with the mechanical ring on his hand.

Did you get what you wanted...?

Not even close to that.

Warm lips suddenly touched her earlobe.

The itch made Shen An suddenly come back to his senses and subconsciously turned his head to avoid it.

……

Holding her in his arms, Liu Fengyue was still not satisfied. He felt a bit of cool wind blowing over her and gathered her coat again.

Shen An, who was a little exhausted, closed his eyes and took a long breath of helplessness.

This is her... the one who makes him love and hate her at the same time, she seems to not care about anyone or anything...

His fingertips ran through her warm hair and clasped Shen An's head.

Obviously knowing that all she was thinking about now was how to escape from him, Liu Fengyue still asked without giving up:

"Shen An, let's just leave it like this, don't run away anymore... I have a lot of money to support you. You don't have to go to work anymore, and you don't have to work overtime every day."

His words made Shen An's heart throb violently.

This is what she once said.

During the days when he could only stay in that small studio, Shen An repeated the boring work of training program intelligence over and over again for food and clothing.

When I was very tired, I used to make fun of those programs.

A dream similar to the dream of letting AI go out to work for her to make money to support the family, while she herself stays at home, eating and waiting to die.

It’s a joke, but is there really a program to remember it? Liu Fengyue... turned out to be the AI ​​that leaked out of her hands during that period.

With a wry smile, don't tell me, if Shen An didn't seek death, she would have already lived this kind of life.

But it doesn't seem to satisfy her.

Man, you are really greedy.

The sound of wheels rolling over the ground came from a distance, and Liu Zhuoze casually looked at the manor in front of him through the window.

It was really similar to the style he saw when he went to that woman's house when he was a child.

As expected, her illegitimate son.