Abnormality

337 woke up on the shelf on the balcony, jumped to the floor with the milk bottle in his arms, and ran towards the bedroom dazedly shaking his tentacles.

The fish tank on the bedside table was not dusty at all, and its position moved a little, a few centimeters closer to Pu Censi's bed.

A layer of fresh small tomatoes was placed under the transparent fish tank, and blueberries were placed in the gaps between the small tomatoes. They were plump and round, just looking at them aroused 337's appetite.

337 rolled up two small tomatoes and a small blueberry with its tentacles.

It puts these things into its little sugar bowl.

337 held its small sugar bowl containing milk tablets, tomatoes and blueberries, and went under the wall to wait for its leader to come out.

After Pu Cens communicated with the dean, he tidied up the equipment on the laboratory bench.

He was busy taking 337 home today, and he didn't even have time to tidy up the utensils that had been tested.

When Puchensi left the laboratory, he saw 337 holding a sugar bowl and eating tomatoes.

Purcens squatted down, and 337 rolled out a milk tablet from the sugar bowl, and handed it to him.

"Simu went to the bathroom to take a shower as soon as he got home, the person in charge shouldn't dislike him."

Purcens doesn't like sweets very much.

He thought it was too sweet.

The milk piece came up a little above Purcens' jaw, and he lowered his eyelashes, looking at 337's innocent and expectant look.

Pu Censi's lips were light in color, and when he pursed them into a line, he looked quite serious, but as long as the corners of his mouth were raised, coupled with the deep eyes under the gold-rimmed glasses, the temperament he revealed was completely different from the usual .

Purcens wore a white coat or a light-colored coat most of the time. His combination greatly reduced the aura that no strangers should enter on him, but the moment he showed no expression, he felt a bewitching coldness.

He lowered his head slightly, opened his lips to bite the edge of the milk tablet, and put it between his tongue and palate,

The thick milk smell spread out, Pu Censi frowned slightly.

He still doesn't like the taste.

"is acceptable."

Pu Censi said to 337: "Don't give it to me anymore, just eat it yourself."

337 rubbed the sugar bowl with its tentacles, "Simu likes the sweet ones; Simu likes the ones given by the person in charge even more."

"Sometimes I don't understand you, little thing." Pu Censi shook his head and smiled, "You just say you like it. I wonder if you really understand the meaning of liking."

337 hugged the milk jug and jumped into the palm of Pu Censi.

"Simu knows." 337 raised his tentacles proudly, "I like that Simu will be happy just by holding the hand of the person in charge."

"Simu still knows." 337 released the nerve endings, and took the initiative to entangle with Pu Censi, "Love, it is Simu who thinks about the person in charge, and will be happy for a long time, and you humans will call it happiness in his heart. filled with stuff."

The intracranial nerves are like transparent tentacles, and when they are touched lightly, the reaction is like a stormy sea.

They can make Pu Cens body relax, but also can make Pu Cens feel pleasure.

This is an ability that humans do not possess at all.

Nowadays, adults in prosperous cities have extremely low desires, and various high-tech products are emerging one after another. Many things that cannot be done in reality can be realized in the virtual world of certain products.

Some of the humans in this era are as indifferent as robots.

They have warmth on the outside, but their hearts have long been frozen.

They have lost their most primitive desires.

Like Purcens.

He once hated why human beings have desires.

But at this moment, the nerve endings touched together, easily arousing the original desire in the human body.

Since the first time their nerve endings were intertwined, Purcens could feel more and more emotions.

Maybe it's because of 337's strange ability.

Maybe it's because of love.