Temptation of love! Mr. Feng, Miss Chang has resigned

Chapter 172: 2 Robots Quarrel

She doesn't like to entrust her future to a man. From her mother's past experience, she knows that men are unreliable. When they are in power, they can even give their lives, but when the novelty wears off, they are not even worthy of a name.

Feng Yi simply calculated her salary and said, "Your previous position didn't have much of a year-end bonus. If you do well in this group project, you can get around 50,000 yuan at the end of the year."

Chang Yao took a sip of red wine and watched him count. The seductive thin lips, the handsome face, only one word stuck in her mind: a feast for the eyes. She swallowed the wine.

Feng Yi caught a glimpse of her infatuated eyes, his throat felt a little dry, and he urgently needed to swallow some saliva to moisten it. His eyes darkened as he continued to count.

"After the Nanxi Apartment opens, there are still many follow-up issues. You can stay in the group until next year, which will give you two years to pay the down payment."

Chang Yao smiled. She basically spent all her money every month and would not be able to buy anything within two years.

She has been accustomed to it since she was a child. She doesn't have to own the things she likes, it's okay to just look at them from afar.

"Mr. Feng, please work harder. I'm counting on you to pay the down payment."

"As long as you want it, I can give it to you." Feng Yi moved closer to her.

Chang Yao smiled and said, "Boss Feng, you worked too hard just now. I'm a little tired."

Feng Yi bit her lips and occupied her territory. They put their hands on the table and kissed with their bodies sideways. The transparent table reflected their fallen and extremely enjoyable looks.

He was somewhat dissatisfied with this, and leaned against Chang Yao's forehead, his voice hoarse: "Are you really tired?"

"Yeah." Chang Yao responded with a nasal tone that sounded more like a moan.

Feng Yi kissed her several times, and when he was satisfied, he let her go and picked up the cup on the table and drank it all.

Chang Yao stood up and walked to the bed, lifted the quilt, lay down and closed her eyes.

Feng Yi drank one cup after another until he was slightly tipsy, then he went over and lay down.

When she woke up the next day, Chang Yao stared blankly at his peaceful sleeping face. His beard had grown back, and he looked very sexy. This man was so handsome.

Chang Yao moved her body up a little, so that she was at the same height as him, and lightly kissed his lips.

When she was about to leave, Feng Yi held her body, turned over and kissed her.

His newly grown beard pricked Chang Yao, causing stinging and numbness, making him unable to stop.

Chang Yao couldn't stand the itch and pressed against his shoulder: "Your beard is hurting me."

Feng Yi went straight to the point, tirelessly...

At noon, they were wearing bathrobes and standing in front of the sink brushing their teeth. After Feng Yi finished brushing his teeth, he began to shave, and Chang Yao stood quietly beside him watching him do it.

Feng Yi met her gaze and put his free hand around her waist: "Try it?"

"I'll watch you do it."

Feng Yi also operated smoothly with one hand. Chang Yao looked at his clean chin and stood on tiptoe to kiss him.

"Don't do that in the morning anymore. It hurts."

"Really? You screamed louder than usual." He must like it.

Chang Yao blocked his words with her mouth: "Go back."

After they packed up and changed into their own clothes, they went downstairs to check out and took Xiaomei home.

Chang Yao started Xiaomei in the living room. Xiaomei was cleaning happily. Xiaoyi was also active in the living room. The two robots accidentally bumped into each other.

Xiaoyi said unhappily: "You bumped into me."

Xiaomei was stunned for a moment and looked innocent, but they started chatting.

"You are a boy, you should give way to girls."

"You bumped into me first." Xiaoyi argued.

Xiaomei responded to the move: "It's fate that comes from a collision."

Now it was Xiaoyi's turn to be confused. After reacting, he said, "Why are you talking so much?"

"You can't talk about girls like that. It's rude. I don't want to play with you anymore."

Xiaomei detected his massive size and automatically planned a route to avoid him.

Xiaoyi saw her leaving like this and immediately chased after her: "Why don't you play with me?"

"A foreign object was detected blocking the road." Xiaomei called the police directly.

Chang Yao's cell phone rang, so she walked over and moved Xiaoyi away. After a while, Xiaomei checked that the road was clear and continued cleaning.

Xiaoyi is more like a proud bootlicker, and Xiaomei is a fairy with a temper. These two robots are fun to play with.

Xiaoyi was unhappy that Chang Yao was blocking her way: "Why doesn't she play with me?"

Feng Yi changed his clothes and went downstairs. Seeing her holding Xiao Yi, he felt a little unhappy: "What's wrong?"

Chang Yao turned around and said, "They can't be put together or they will quarrel."

Feng Yi moved Xiaomei upstairs, and Chang Yao let go of Xiaoyi and let it move freely.

Xiaoyi detected that the target was upstairs and shouted across the space: "Why are you standing so high? Come down."

Xiaomei didn't like to pay attention to him: "I won't go down, you are so annoying."

Chang Yao saw that they were really noisy, so she picked up her phone and closed their chat system.

Previously, in order to allow the robot to better integrate into the environment and please the owner, an automatic chat system was set up. As long as the keywords were touched, the robot would automatically enter the chat mode.

This function is a bit annoying now. These two robots can make noise all day long at home, and there is no quiet at home.

After the chat function was turned off, they worked quietly on their respective floors, and Feng Yi sat next to her with a fruit plate.

Chang Yao took a piece of apple and put it in her mouth. One of them watched TV while the other played with his cell phone, without disturbing each other.

She was a little tired of watching and lay drowsy on the sofa. Feng Yi looked at the seductive curve of her waist.

Feng Yi put down his phone: "If you are tired, go upstairs and sleep."

Chang Yao gradually woke up when she heard his voice. She was awake after walking up here, and she definitely couldn't fall asleep lying in bed.

She sat up and continued watching TV. After dinner, Chang Yao continued watching TV while Feng Yi went up to handle some work.

She saw that it was about time, turned off the TV, sent them to charge, and went upstairs to sleep.

Feng Yi came out of the shower. He was wearing black pajamas today, similar in style to a bathrobe, with the chest slightly open.

His skin looks particularly white against the black background, and his hair, which he used to keep meticulously groomed, now hangs down in front of his forehead. I never noticed before, but he looks like a puppy brother now.

If his eyes were softer and more innocent, it would be more like that. Feng Yi's eyes are very sharp when he looks at people, as if he can see through what the other person is thinking, giving people the impression that he is not easy to get along with.

An idea popped into her mind. She really wanted to see Feng Yi lose control. In the past, Feng Yi always took the initiative, but she also wanted to take the lead.

However, this situation can only happen when Feng Yi coaxes her, and it is impossible at other times.

Feng Yi threw back the quilt and lay down. Chang Yao leaned over and whispered in his ear: "Tonight, let's do something exciting."

When he heard about the exciting game, he looked expectant about what Chang Yao could come up with.

Chang Yao took out four ties from the locker room. He stared at the man working hard and asked, "Are you going to play so wild tonight?"

"Try something new, it won't get boring." Chang Yao ran her fingers across his cheek, making sure he couldn't move before she became bolder.

Feng Yi looked at her. He felt the most for her right now, so how could he possibly get tired of her?