Chapter 998 A Fight

That night, no matter how Wen Qiao explained that No. 3 was really a robot, Fu Nanli didn't believe it and kept fussing about it until late at night.

Wen Qiao lost his temper: "Now you come home with me, and I will show you that a robot is a robot. What did I lie to you about?"

Fu Nanli clasped her waist: "It's late at night, I'll come back tomorrow."

"No, go back now."

Fu Nanli couldn't resist her, so he had to get up late at night, help her get dressed, carry her downstairs, and return to the alley of Shuying Road.

As soon as Wen Qiao knocked on the door, the door opened in just a few seconds. No. 3 was full of energy and looked at her expectantly: "Qiao Qiao, are you back? Didn't you say you wouldn't come back?"

This warm and caring tone was like a husband waiting for his wife to come home.

Fu Nanli felt a little blocked.

Wen Qiao: "Tell my boyfriend that you are a robot."

No. 3 responded to requests and looked at Fu Nanli: "I am a robot."

Fu Nanli held Wen Qiao in his arms possessively. His breath was a little heavy and his face was a little gloomy. The man standing opposite him, who was about the same height as him, really didn't look like a robot.

Wen Qiao took No. 3's hand, and Fu Nanli suddenly felt pain in his temples.

Wen Qiao lifted up No. 3's sleeves. On the inside of his right wrist, there was an imperceptible two-centimeter red line. Wen Qiao pressed it lightly and saw No. 3 suddenly close his eyes.

Wen Qiao turned to look at Fu Nanli: "With my fingerprint recognition, I can close his program and you can touch his face."

Resistance was written all over Fu Nanli's face.

Why would he touch a man?

Wen Qiao took his hand and forced it to touch No. 3's face. It felt cold and metallic.

It turns out to be a real robot.

Wen Qiao pressed the inside of No. 3's wrist again. No. 3 suddenly opened his eyes. Wen Qiao took Fu Nanli's hand to touch it again. This time, there was a warm touch, which was the same as human skin.

Wen Qiao looked at him with an expression of being wronged: "Okay, do you believe he is a robot now?"

It was exactly twelve o'clock in the night. Fu Nanli could feel the child's aggrieved and angry mood, and coughed lightly: "It's my fault."

Wen Qiao and No. 3 stood together: "Since I have gone home, you can go back by yourself."

Fu Nanli's face darkened: "Go back with me."

Wen Qiao crossed his arms and raised his eyebrows: "I don't."

Fu Nanli picked up Wen Qiao, and No. 3 grabbed his arm: "She said she wanted to stay at home and sleep."

The program implanted by Su Ce, No. 3 will unconditionally protect Wen Qiao.

Fu Nanli said coldly: "Let go."

He's taking his girlfriend away. When will it be a robot's turn to dictate?

No. 3 pressed Fu Nanli's shoulders. Fu Nanli raised his hand, and Wen Qiao fell from his arms. No. 3 wanted to throw Fu Nanli over his shoulder, but he didn't expect that Fu Nanli was not an energy-saving lamp.

Wen Qiao's remaining anger was now gone, so he could only stop: "No. 3, don't hit him."

No. 3 immediately stopped.

Fu Nanli's shirt was wrinkled and his hair was messed up. No. 3 had just punched him directly at the corner of his mouth, which was now bruised.

No. 3 wasn't much better, after all, Fu Nanli's Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu was no joke.

When the family heard the noise and came out, Wen Qiao quickly took Fu Nanli and ran away.

Back at his mansion, Wen Qiao had to give him medicine.

"Slight injury, no need, it's getting late, go to sleep."