My AI is mad at me every day!

In the depths of winter, the days are short and the nights are long, but it is only after 6 o'clock, and the balcony is already filled with lights, and the night sky is dark and starless.

Liang Yiqing was 1.5 meters tall, tiptoed to Chen Xinmo's ear, like a little girl who didn't grow up, cute and naive.

"Do you remember what I just told you?"

"remember."

Liang Yiqing curled the broken hair around his ears, pondered for a while, and said, "I'm afraid that's not enough. Do you know what it means to teach someone to fish rather than fish?"

"that is……"

"Stop, stop, don't copy the explanations in those dictionaries for me, anyway you know it, and today I'll connect theory with practice for you."

"Theory with practice?"

"Yes." Liang Yiqing smiled cunningly and cunningly, "Instead of teaching you how to coax people, why don't you just ask for WiFi permission for you, there are a lot of coaxing samples online that you can slowly figure out."

Liang Yiqing muttered for a long time on the balcony, Chen Yuxuan carried all the big and small bags to the kitchen, Zhao Yan, who was a guest, also came in and helped her get out the ingredients together.

"Don't worry about it, teacher, I'll do it."

"Call me teacher again?" Zhao Yan said helplessly, "Didn't you agree to call me Sister Zhao last night?"

Chen Yuxuan lowered his head and tore open the supermarket packaging, and put the fresh shrimps one by one on the plate, his broken hair brushed past his ears, hiding his alienated smile.

"There is only one apron. Teacher, go out first, and I will do it myself."

Although Zhao Yan is not young, she is unmarried and has no children. She does not touch the spring water with her ten fingers. Of course she didn't really come in to cook. She emptied the plastic bag and leaned against the cooking table, her waist stuck on the edge of the marble table. , the woolen sweater was wrinkled along the waistline, and the concave curvature made the waist extraordinarily slender, and the legs were extraordinarily slender and straight.

Zhao Yan is very good at showing off her good figure, as if to make up for the marks left on her face by the years.

Zhao Yan leaned forward slightly, and leaned close to Chen Yuxuan's ear, her voice was lowered, with a slightly hoarse voice, and she said jokingly: "Otherwise... call me Sheng Yanyan?"

Chen Yuxuan's long eyelashes twitched slightly, and turned to look at Zhao Yan. At first glance, his pitch-black eyes were cold and bottomless, but when he looked again, his brows and eyes were soft, and the smile on his lips was especially warm. The flash of deep cold seemed to be just an illusion.

"Teacher, this is not appropriate."

Zhao Yan pretended to be angry: "Teacher, you really think I'm old."

"That was not what I meant."

"Then call Yanyan and listen."

Zhao Yan got closer and closer, and the warm breath sprayed on the side of Chen Yuxuan's neck continuously. Her lowered voice was extremely ambiguous, mixed with the strong smell of shrimp in the air, as if the hot air was pulled out from a freshly cut belly. The thick intestines covered her neck with scarlet blood!

Chen Yuxuan instantly got cold beans all over his body, his stomach was overwhelmed, he subconsciously retreated to avoid it, swept his elbow, and with a clang, the stainless steel vegetable basket was swept to the ground, and the chrysanthemum chrysanthemum was scattered all over the ground.

The air was quiet for a second, filled with embarrassment and silence.

Looking at her obviously pale face, Zhao Yan frowned slightly without showing any traces, and then smiled, "What's the matter? Is it so scary to call me by my name?"

Before the words finished, Chen Xinmo had already rushed to the kitchen door.

"Owner!"

He hurried into the kitchen, glanced at the vegetable washing basket on the floor, and then at Chen Yuxuan, who was unharmed. Chen Xinmo slowed down, leaned over the stainless steel basket on the ground, picked up the chrysanthemum chrysanthemums one by one, and held them Put the frame on the sink, turned around and went to the bathroom next door to get a mop, and silently mopped the floor tiles.

Liang Yiqing followed slowly, leaning against the door frame and teasingly said, "Look at your little AI being nervous and running so fast, tsk tsk, this doesn't look like an AI, if you don't know it, you might think it's your girlfriend."

This seemingly joking sentence instantly changed Zhao Yan's face. Zhao Yan's first reaction was to turn her head to look at Chen Yuxuan. It can be vaguely discerned that she doesn't seem to have much reaction.

Zhao Yan breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at Liang Yiqing slightly sullenly, her lips moved, but she didn't say anything after all.

——Qingqing didn't know what happened back then, she just said "girlfriend" out of nowhere, so she had better not say unnecessary words, lest it would be self-defeating.

Chen Yuxuan brushed the broken hair around his ears, put all the remaining green shrimps on the plate, and when he looked up again, he had recovered his gentle smile.

"No matter how it looks, it's fake. It's just a household appliance."

Then he said: "Chen Xinmo, go to the balcony and stay."

"Good host."

Chen Xinmo was carrying a heavy mop, completely indifferent to their discussions about herself, her light-colored eyes were calm, she turned around and walked out, but Liang Yiqing blocked her way when she reached the door.

Liang Yiqing glanced at Chen Xinmo, then turned to look at Chen Yuxuan, and said with a smile, "Let me declare first that I don't know how to cook, and neither does Sister Zhao."

Chen Yuxuan said: "I will, I will."

"How can I do that? You are a patient after all. How can there be any reason to ask a patient to cook?"

"What patient? How can you be so hypocritical?"

"Even if you're not hypocritical, we don't have the cheek to eat your cooking." Liang Yiqing pointed at Chen Xinmo, "Let it cook, isn't this a ready-made cook?"

Chen Yuxuan hesitated, "It..."

Before she could finish speaking, Liang Yiqing had already started reporting the names of the dishes.

"These are all popular dishes on the Internet. My 016 is so stupid that he has not learned how many times he has learned from other anchors. Today I am counting on your 001. Come and quickly connect it to the Internet so that it can learn quickly Do it for us, I'm going to starve to death!"~"

Playing coquettishly for a long time, Liang Yiqing took the time to wink at Chen Xinmo.

Chen Xinmo slapped her peach eyelashes twice, remembering the method Liang Yiqing taught her just now, she turned around again with a mop in her hand, and walked up to Chen Yuxuan step by step, two by three.

Chen Yuxuan frowned, "What are you doing..."

Before he finished speaking, Chen Xinmo suddenly threw the mop in his hand, and with a clatter, the handle of the mop hit the ground. Chen Xinmo also sat on the ground, hugged Chen Yuxuan's thigh, raised Bai Shengsheng's little face, His chin rested on her body, and he looked at her eagerly from bottom to top.

"Master, let me cook you one last meal, one last meal."

【If you don’t cry and mourn these emoticons, then you can only grasp the essence of actions and language. First of all, you must be visually lower than her, causing sensory weakness, and then emphasize the "last" and "only" which are likely to arouse human pity Even if her words could not soften her heart immediately, they would definitely shake her. 】

——This is what Liang Yiqing taught her, probably... It's useless.

Chen Yuxuan: "..."

Chen Yuxuan: "You...get up."

Chen Xinmo: "Master..."

Chen Yuxuan took a deep breath: "Get up and cook!"

——It's useful, it's really useful!

Although she didn't know why it was useful, Chen Xinmo quickly got up from the ground, checked the video online to wash and cut vegetables, and entered the working state in almost a second.

Chen Yuxuan greeted Zhao Yan and Liang Yiqing out of the kitchen with a gentle smile on his face, but he never looked at Chen Xinmo again.

——Okay, learn to threaten if you don’t learn?Um?

——It knew that she couldn't flirt with it in front of outsiders, so it could only nod, so it did it on purpose, right?

——If I knew it earlier, I should just shut it down and discharge the electricity?

Chen Xinmo never imagined that she could get the WiFi permission so easily. She devoted herself to cooking, and electric sparks were constantly flowing in her body, which resembled the joy of human beings.

——If she cooks, the master doesn't have to do it. It's great to be able to help the master.

However, this joy did not last long, Chen Yuxuan unceremoniously drove her back to the balcony after the last dish was put down.

"Continue to discharge, and turn off the power after discharging."

"Oh."

There was laughter in the living room, and the moonlight was lonely and cold on the balcony.

Chen Xinmo turned on the battery slowly, while quickly searching for "10001 ways to make people happy".

found it.

*

Two days later, Saturday.

Chen Yuxuan took a large basin of clothes to the balcony, and threw them out to dry one by one. The faint winter sun outside the glass window was a bit dazzling, and with a casual glance, he saw the humanoid AI standing in the corner.

The solitary AI is squeezed between the flower pot stand and the wall, with its eyes closed, and its arms are stuck on the side of the stand. It can be seen that the skin and flesh have sunk through the clothes. Bruised and purple or even tissue necrosis, even if he is not a living person, he still looks like a pitiful little bullied in the cramped space of only a few centimeters in length and width.

Chen Yuxuan pursed his red lips and turned away his gaze, and left the balcony with the basin in his hand.

A moment later, the glass door of the balcony opened with a clang, and Chen Yuxuan came back again. He walked up to Chen Xinmo in a few steps, and before he could reach out to move the flowerpot stand, the cell phone rang suddenly in the living room.