entertainment age

—— "Long Aotian, what do you mean?!" Mo Qingge said coldly.It's sad to think about it, the whole day today, only the present Mo Qingge is the most real, without any cover-up.In front of Mr. System, who is currently in the hostile camp, he revealed his true side.

It turned out that after Mo Qingge clicked on the gift box, a person appeared on the virtual screen floating in the air.A naked/naked man!

Full body □, eyes closed.Although the eyes are closed, it is impossible to see the heart of this person from the window of the soul, but it is still good to see what has been revealed.He has an outstanding face and a good figure. From Mo Qingge's perspective, what he saw were those extremely explosive muscles.It's not some bodybuilder's airs, this is real power.

"Mysterious big gift bag." But Mr. System's voice couldn't hear any emotion at all, and it was still cold.

Perhaps it was because of this icy voice that drove Mo Qingge's tired mind to the post again.Mo Qingge once again put away all emotions.

"What about the clothes?"

"Ding! This type of robot does not bring its own clothes."

"Robot?" Mo Qingge said, and then looked at the man on the panel again without hesitation, "What precautions does this robot have?"

"Ding! This is the latest model of robot. It has the most advanced waterproof system, the latest updated powerful processor, and is as high as 90.00% similar to humans. This robot is an S-level mysterious gift package, and the mysterious gift packages are distributed randomly."

After listening to Mr. System's introduction, Mo Qingge didn't speak.He put his hands on the steering wheel and looked straight ahead. His eyes were out of focus, and he seemed to be wandering away.

After a long time, Mo Qingge seemed to be smiling, "Long Aotian, thank you."

Mo Qingge never believed in chance. Behind every "chance", there must be painstaking manipulation. How can S-level mysterious gift packs be randomly distributed like this?

Besides, random random, whatever the machine wants.But machines can also be steered.If Long Aotian is unwilling to give this thing to himself, then what is there to say?

Facing Mo Qingge's thanks, Long Aotian, who was in another dimension, just smiled inexplicably, this smile was full of uncertainty.

Mo Qingge didn't care, and said softly: "Buy a suit. Pick up the gift bag."

"Ding! The robot maintenance manual is being transmitted, and the transmission is complete!"

Just as Mr. System was speaking, the space squirmed, and a faint light flashed, and the robot in the suit sat in Mo Qingge's co-pilot seat.

Suddenly, Mo Qingge stretched out his hand and put his palm on the left chest of the robot.Gently, even a little cautiously.Through the suit, I could feel the body temperature of the robot. It was a little cold, but slowly it seemed to be getting warmer again.

Regarding body temperature, it wasn't what Mo Qingge wanted to know - most people's heart was on the left chest.Mo Qingge put her hand on her left chest, wanting to feel if the robot had a heartbeat.

bang bang bang bang bang

One sound, one sound, very powerful.

As time went on, the temperature of the robot's body gradually became the same as that of ordinary people.

"Master, your actions are sexual/harassing in the eyes of humans, please stop your actions, if you don't stop..."

Suddenly, an unfamiliar voice suddenly appeared in the small space.

Mo Qingge was startled, and then realized that the source of the voice was a robot.The voice of the robot is nice, not as cold as imagined.Compared with Long Aotian, if judged by sound alone, perhaps Long Aotian is more like a robot.

However, after listening to the robot's words, Mo Qingge didn't react at all, let alone shrink back like lightning.He raised his eyebrows: "So what if it doesn't stop?"

Mo Qingge did this, naturally not because he saw that the robot looked good, and then he wanted to eat tofu because of the color.

First of all, Mo Qingge has never been heavy on desires.Secondly, it's ironic to say that such a dirty person like Mo Qingge actually has the idea of ​​"beautiful and ugly, but the bones under the skin".He never gives credit to someone for their looks.Of course, if the appearance at this time became a tool he used, that would be a different matter.

The robot didn't move, and he didn't resist Mo Qingge's "molestation".He just shrugged and said, "Then it's up to you."

Seeing the helpless look on the robot's face, Mo Qingge smiled lightly.Sure enough, the name is worthy of the name, this robot is indeed a high-tech product of the universe.So... so realistic!It is as realistic as a flesh and blood intelligent creature!

"Do you have a name?" He slowly withdrew his hand and looked out of the car.

"Also ask the master to give him his name."

Hearing these slightly weird words, Mo Qingge immediately turned his head to look at the robot, just in time to catch the flash of sarcasm in the robot's eyes.Temporarily putting doubts deep in her heart, Mo Qingge pretended not to notice anything and said, "Be safe."

"Ankang?" The ending sound rose slightly, and from the corner of Mo Qingge's eyes, I just caught a glimpse of the robot's slight dissatisfaction, "Is there any special meaning?"

"No." It was just one of my mother's favorite words when she was alive, Ankang Ankang.Mo Qingge lowered her eyelashes, "Since you don't like it, then you can get one yourself." Seeing the robot's performance, Mo Qingge decided to ask the system gentleman later.

Finally, the name of this S-level mysterious gift package and the high-tech product robot of the universe is Qiming.

I have to say that the service of the system is very good. When the robot's name is determined, the system also installs Qiming's identity in place.The identity given by the system is also a friend of the orphanage.It was also the orphanage that unfortunately closed down on the eve of this body Mo Di's coming of age.

The reasons for the closure of the orphanage where Mo Di stayed were various, and the last one to close down was because of a fire.The electrical appliance was aging, and the fuse was broken just as it happened. If I didn't check it for a while, somehow a short circuit caused a fire.Fortunately, there were no casualties that day.However, in that fire, most of the data files were destroyed.

It was already twelve o'clock when we drove back to the small home that belonged to him and Xu Zhengran.The air quality in the capital has always been bad, but this night, miraculously, I was able to see clearly the twinkling dim stars and the cold white moon in the sky.

After parking the car outside the villa, Mo Qingge just sat there quietly without moving.

The bright moonlight poured into the car, and he recalled everything about today: After eating the breakfast made by Xu Zhengran in the morning, he arrived at the celebration party, and saw the provocative reporter three months ago at the door.Then there was Tang Huarong... and Xu Zhengran who had quietly arrived.After the celebration was over, Tang Huarong said hello and left, and then he was surrounded by a large group of people who were secretly inquiring about Tang Huarong.He had no idea when Dou Bi left in the end.

When he thought of this, his expression was inexplicable.Tang Huarong gave himself a business card before leaving.It is said that no one in the circle can receive the business card personally given by Tang Tianwang, but today Mo Qingge has become an exception.But he doesn't think it's an honor.

Suddenly he laughed again.In a small space, it is strange and infiltrating.I remember that the number printed on the bottom of that business card was exactly the same as the phone number of "Xiao Rong" that I saw on Xu Zhengran's phone a few days ago!

Some tired eyes closed.

After?After receiving the S-level gift bag, Qiming was asked to investigate the reporter and the people behind the reporter.After that, he drove around the entire capital city.Just sitting here in a daze now.

Maybe it was because I didn't want to stay anymore, but when I opened my eyes again, the fatigue in my eyes had completely disappeared.Mo Qingge put the car into the garage with a beautiful drift.Then he opened the door softly and turned on the light.Walking to the bedroom, he paused for a moment, hesitated a bit, and finally turned the doorknob lightly and walked in.

The inside is not as dark as imagined, but a piece of warm yellow light pouring down softly - Xu Zhengran is sitting on the bed holding a notebook and typing, the light by the bed makes the light from the cold screen warmer.

"You haven't slept yet?"

As soon as the words came out, Mo Qingge was also taken aback. Didn't Xu Zhengran say these words to himself last night?But why in just one day, the memory of last night seems to be separated by a layer of tulle.

"immediately."

And when Xu Zhengran repeated Mo Qingge's answer last night, they both laughed at the same time.

"Zhengran, I'm going to the United States tomorrow." Mo Qingge said, "Are you going?"

"Miguo?" Xu Zhengran felt a bit embarrassed, "Qingge, I'm afraid I can't go."

Hearing Xu Zhengran's answer, while Mo Qingge breathed a sigh of relief, there was also a little sadness in the corner.When he sent out the invitation to go to the United States together, he didn't know what he was thinking.Is this a signal from your subconscious mind?maybe.

The airport was crowded with people, Xu Zhengran escorted Mo Qingge all the way.Mo Qingge didn't bring much, it was a very light backpack.Looking back at the moment before boarding, Mo Qingge could still see clearly the big man at the railing who kept waving his hands.He has taken many planes, but this time, he suddenly felt very warm.Smiling, entered the cabin.

For the United States, Mo Qingge doesn't have much emotion.The memory here does not bring him happiness.

Why did he go to America this time?The company founded in the United States before must be someone else's property now.In America, apart from that slum, there is nothing to miss, but Mo Qingge still wants to go back and have a look. ——Of course, remembering the past is not the main purpose of this trip.Memories will never be the main theme of Mo Qingge's life.

Fasten your seat belt and feel the rumbling noise of the plane taking off.He heard the sweet reminder from the stewardess. Looking at the white clouds outside the window, he whispered softly, "Miguo, I'm here."

At the same time, Mo Qingge suddenly heard a familiar voice. ——"Hey, Mo Di, hello!"

The author has something to say: Thank you "Yuexige" Aiqing for mine.mwah

PS: The widow is about to die in the front line of learning, and now his head is a mess, so let's just wait and see.