The tall robot, unable to control himself, did what he wanted to do to his master at that moment.
It was as if the door to a new world had been opened for him.
Things spiraled out of control.
The tall robot pressed his forehead against his master's, his back arched into a beautiful curve, rising and falling gently.
He reached out a hand, his index finger and thumb gently pinching his master's delicate chin, lifting it slightly to press his lips against the robot's.
As their breaths mingled, the sensation transmitted directly into the chip, causing a slight tremor.
The tall robot couldn't help but gently grind his teeth.
Despite the repetitive actions, he couldn't fill the emotions in his heart.
Perhaps it was due to the intensity of his movements, Wen Bai let out a soft groan and then, with a "slap," struck the robot's handsome face.
The tall robot gently caught his master's hand and then closed his fingers, gripping it.
He stopped, and everything seemed to be put on pause in an instant.
He propped himself up, looking at his still groggy master, his sapphire-blue eyes focused on his sleeping face.
Wen Bai whispered something, as if in a dream.
Upon confirming that his master was still asleep and not fully awake, the tall robot slowly lowered his body again.
Perhaps it was due to the lack of oxygen moments ago, Wen Bai slightly parted his lips to breathe, seeming to finally find a moment of respite.
Wen Bai's breathing gradually steadied, his hand slowly lost its strength in 575's grip, and he fell back into a peaceful sleep, lost in a hazy daze.
575 gently lifted Wen Bai's hand and placed it beside Wen Bai's head, holding it down.
He gazed at his master's sleeping face, once again stirred by desire.
After all, robots possessed extremely strong learning and comprehension abilities.
And this time, the robot, having tasted the sweetness, became noticeably more composed and skilled, having learned from his previous mistakes.
He began to probe, to cherish, to follow...
As expected, this time his master did not struggle due to discomfort from a lack of breath.
After a long while, the tall robot, still unwilling to let go, finally released his master, who was sleeping restlessly.
The tall robot gazed at his master's sleeping face, his thumb gently playing with his master's lip.
He was particularly fond of his master's lip, especially now that it was slightly swollen and full of moist luster.
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The next day.
After washing up, Wen Bai sat at the dining table in the downstairs restaurant, eating the sumptuous breakfast prepared for him by 575.
It was another surprising breakfast; 575 always managed to create many dishes that Wen Bai had never tried before but which unexpectedly suited his palate.
Wen Bai quickly finished the fried egg in front of him, just to fill his stomach for now.
He then took a sip of milk and immediately frowned, feeling that something was not quite right.
He then touched his lips with his hand.
System 001 reminded him: "Host, your lip has a small cut."
Wen Bai lowered his hand and focused on eating his breakfast: "Mhm."
No wonder he felt a slight pain, but it hadn't been broken before he went to sleep.
He wondered if it was due to the dry weather.
System 001 offered a solution: "Host, I'll exchange a universal ointment for you. This small wound will heal in one second with a dab."
Wen Bai refused without even looking up: "No need."
As a man, he wasn't that delicate.
System 001 replied: "Okay, Host. Let me know when you need it."
While Wen Bai was communicating with System 001, he did not notice the gaze of the tall robot approaching him with a glass of milk.
The robot's sapphire-blue eyes paused slightly on his master's lips before he turned away without looking, heading to the kitchen to retrieve other food prepared for his master.
After finishing his meal, Wen Bai changed his clothes and had just come downstairs.
He saw the tall robot 575, holding a first-aid kit, walking towards him.
Wen Bai hadn't yet understood what was happening.
He saw the tall robot, in front of him, take a small box of medicine from the first-aid kit and then walk up to him.
The tall and handsome robot gazed at his master gently, his deep and magnetic voice speaking in a somewhat mechanical tone: "Detected host injury. Timely treatment required."
Then, Wen Bai felt a slight coolness on his lips.
It was the robot's finger, coated with ointment, directly applying it to his lips.
Wen Bai, with his expressionless face, didn't react immediately, remaining still as the robot applied the medicine and then slowly massaged it in.
The cool ointment was thickly applied to the wound, and the broken skin on his lips no longer felt painful.
To be honest, it was quite comfortable.
But, wasn't this application of medicine taking too long?
Wen Bai even felt that his lower lip, which wasn't broken, was also being massaged several times by the other party's fingertips.
The hand seemed to have no intention of stopping, and Wen Bai finally couldn't help it.
He reached out a hand and grasped the robot's medicine-applying hand, which was stubbornly treating that small broken wound.
The handsome and tall robot opposite him finally stopped.
"Done?" Wen Bai asked coldly.
The tall robot opposite him then reluctantly withdrew his hand, his fingers twitching slightly, and replied to his master: "Done, Master."
The tall robot put away the first-aid kit in front of him and turned to return it to its place. He couldn't help but rub the fingers that had touched his master's lips.
System 001, watching 575's back, said warmly: "Host, see? We didn't dote on 575 for nothing. He knows how to take care of you so well."
Wen Bai ignored System 001's change of topic and got down to business: "Where are the runaway robots you mentioned most frequently located? Let's go there now."
System 001 replied tactfully: "Actually, Host, we might not see much if we go during the day. I suggest we go at night."
Although he didn't understand what difference going during the day or night would make, Wen Bai had always unconditionally trusted System 001's judgment in such matters.
Wen Bai nodded in agreement.
-
In a laboratory brightly lit by fluorescent lights.
A short-haired woman in a white lab coat and black-rimmed glasses looked at the long-haired robot in front of her, who was emitting faint wisps of black smoke from being tampered with. Her already cold face seemed on the verge of freezing over.
"Still unwilling to speak?" she questioned, taking out an exquisitely crafted disassembly tool and waving it in front of the long-haired robot before sighing, "You can endure quite a bit."