After picking up a system

Ling Han followed Zhuo Ji to the kitchen with nothing to do, watching him cook, and occasionally handing him something he needed that was within her reach.

Soon, the food was served.

“It’s delicious, you’re awesome!”

Ling Han praised sincerely.

Zhuo Ji smiled: "As long as you like it."

"like."

After dinner, the two of them took a walk around the almost empty house. Ling Han suddenly remembered that although he had become a non-staff member, he had never been on a mission.

"Is there anything I can help you with now?"

"Not yet."

"Ok."

Zhuo Ji: "You like it very much?"

Ling Han thought for a moment and said, "It's fun to operate the machine."

Zhuo Ji took out the space button: "Do you want to try the black flame?"

Ling Han: “Ah?”

"Ah?!"

"Can I?"

Zhuo Ji: “Of course.”

"You are my partner. You have the right to use the Black Flame, and you also have the right to make demands on me."

"You just tell me, and I'll do it."

Ling Han: “…Okay.”

The Black Flame's cabin is the same color as its exterior, but bright enough.

The operating table surrounds the body and is movable. There are more and larger screens farther in the front, which can give a panoramic view and switch perspectives.

Ling Han exclaimed in delight. This was not something her ordinary mecha that had never seen the light of day could compare to. It was so handsome and cool!

Ling Han was extremely excited.

Zhuo Ji explained to her on the side.

In the wilderness, the black mecha began to move stiffly.

Machines that require a mental link are very different, but still within acceptable limits for AI companion designers.

Ling Han went from stumbling to becoming more and more steady.

Raise your hand and chop down.

Run, jump, and finally fly into the sky.

Having had enough fun, Ling Han stopped, disconnected the mental connection, and sweat broke out on his forehead.

Zhuo Ji raised his hand to wipe the sweat off her face. Ling Han, who was shining brightly in the light, was obscured by his shadow. She had to get closer to see her face clearly.

Ling Han wanted to raise his hand to do it himself, but Zhuo Ji dodged it.

After wiping the sweat off his face, Zhuo Ji returned to his original position, and Ling Han blushed.

Zhuo Ji looked at her: "It's late, do you want to stay here?"

Ling Han: “No, no.”

Zhuo Ji: "...I don't eat people."

Ling Han: "Yi Yi and the housekeeper are still waiting for me at home." You are more terrifying than cannibalism!

Zhuo Ji was a little discouraged.

Ling Han likes his mecha so much, why doesn’t he like the owner of the mecha?

He held Ling Han's hand: "You said you were satisfied with me and agreed that we should give it a try. I like you. What about you? Do you like me?" A little bit?

Ling Han's face flushed, and his bright and beautiful face became even more charming. Zhuo Ji's heartbeat almost reached its limit.

"No, I don't hate it..."

The heartbeat alarm sounded.

Zhuo Ji's hand seemed to be glued to Ling Han's hand.

Even though the other party didn't even say that he liked her, but just said "I don't dislike her" after careful consideration, he felt like he had heard the ultimate confession and was extremely happy.

Ling Han wanted to curl himself up. It was so embarrassing. Why didn’t he say anything?

Zhuo Ji was awakened by Ling Han's struggling movements and let go of his hand: "Sorry, I'm too happy."

These words make people feel uneasy.

Ling Han wanted to hold down his heart to stop it from beating so fast.

So is this what lovers’ joy is like?

No wonder her customers are always dissatisfied. How can a robot be so genuinely happy?

Ling Han: "I want to go back."

Zhuo Ji: "Well, I'll take you home."

Ling Han prepared herself mentally on the way home. When she reached the door of her house, she asked, "Why do you always say things that make me feel embarrassed and ashamed?"

Zhuo Ji was a little confused: "Really?" or he subconsciously expressed his apology, "Sorry."

Ling Han: "Uh, no, no, there's something wrong with my wording. Forget it, what were you thinking when you blurted out those words?"

Zhuo Ji looked at her seriously: "I'm thinking about you, thinking about why I like you so much, thinking about how to get closer to you, how to let you know how much I like you, how to make you like me as soon as possible."

"Would you dislike my idea?" Would you think I am a hypocritical person?

Ling Han raised his hand: "I feel my heartbeat starting to speed up again."

Zhuo Ji smiled: "Then can I assume that you like me a little bit?"

Ling Han pursed his lips: "...I don't know."

"I don't know what it's like to like someone."

Zhuo Ji looked at her confused look and felt soft-hearted. He wanted to hug her in his arms, or be more intimate with her.

"can I hug you?"

"......Can."

Being embraced by Zhuo Ji, Ling Han heard two heartbeats that were almost in sync.

Zhuo Ji's voice sounded from above: "After falling in love with you, I finally understood what it felt like to like someone. I want to be closer to you, more intimate with you, and I hope you like me too. I am attracted to you and want to stay with you for a long, long time."

Ling Han felt it carefully: "I miss you a lot, a little bit. Although sometimes I find you a little annoying..."

Zhuo Ji paused: "I'm sorry, this is your first marriage and relationship, and I gave you a bad experience."

Ling Han hugged him back: "I would also find myself annoying." When the results did not meet expectations.

"Ling Han, can I still ask you out tomorrow? I want to take you to Planet N-1."

Ling Han pinched his clothes: "Okay..."

Yiyi and the housekeeper stood on the second floor watching the two of them and analyzed the data several times.

The conclusion is - their masters are in love.

"Goodbye!" Ling Han entered the yard and turned back to wave.

"See you tomorrow." Ling Han turned around and met his gaze which was fixed on her.

Ling Han ran away.

Zhuo Ji chuckled and turned around, his heartbeat gradually stabilizing. He was still young, an impulsive, innocent little boy who was in love for the first time.

It's normal for a little boy to like a little girl.

It's normal for little boys to hope that little girls like them too.

That’s great, Ling Han also likes him a little.

Go and arrange tomorrow's itinerary.

The aircraft flew over the city with a faint light.

Ling Han's heart felt stuffy and soft, with a dent when touched.

When it gets wet, it becomes a pool of sweet colorful sugar water.

Ling Han rolled over on the bed for a few times and drew the first draft of the ring.

The thorns that fit together are twisted and tangled, and the roses are round, without the sharp edges. The tiny petals fall on the thorns, like blood, the traces of the roses being picked.

After finishing the full-scale painting and adjusting the details, Ling Han was exhausted.

I lay down in bed and fell asleep. I have a date tomorrow.

Zhuo Ji arrived at Ling Han's house early in the morning.

He planned the route last night and was so excited that he took a long time to fall asleep.

Fortunately, thanks to their racial advantages and strong mental strength, they did not feel much fatigue.

Ling Han was different. He fell asleep late and woke up early, feeling a little listless.

Yi Yi changed Ling Han's clothes, fed him breakfast, and then put on makeup for him beautifully. Her slightly upturned eyebrows were softened, and her style today was gentle and sweet.

I took a lot of photos and planned to show them to the commander later.

Zhuo Ji, who wore a white suit today, lifted his hair up to reveal his forehead, looking elegant and at ease.

But he was sitting upright at this moment, and the atmosphere suddenly became much more relaxed.

Ling Han came out in a white dress, and Zhuo Ji couldn't take his eyes off her.

The housekeeper stays at home to take care of the house, and Yi follows along.

The three of them got on the aircraft, and then went to the plank road to take the spaceship.

The blue protective shield is operating normally. Leaving the plank road, the starry sky gradually becomes clearer from hazy.

The spacecraft jumped into it.

Ling Han looked out of the porthole and closed his eyes unconsciously.

Zhuo Ji, who was looking at the photos taken by Yi Yi, immediately raised his hand to catch Ling Han's head, gently hugged him, and took off the accessories on his clothes before leaning him against himself.

Yi Yi, clap, clap, clap!

Zhuo Ji continued to look at the photos.

It was a little brighter outside the window, and Zhuo Ji looked over.

It is a vortex composed of energy planets that exploded before they were developed.

He called out to Ling Han, asking her to wake up. She probably didn’t want to miss such a scene.

Yi Yi: "Master needs to sleep."

Zhuo Ji: "It doesn't matter. She will just ignore me when she's angry."

Yi Yi: “Oh.”

Zhuo Ji's voice became a little louder, and Ling Han opened his eyes hazily: "Hmm?"

The voice is soft and a little hoarse, really nice to hear.