Chapter 909: God descends (20)

Until the girl stretched out her hand and waved in front of Ciller.
The brain, which had almost stopped running, restarted, and the blue eyes flashed. He was tall, a head taller than the thin and slender girl in front of him, and looked down at her condescendingly.
"Master, is this...?"
As he said, the robot took off the white gloves on his hand, exposed his beautiful fingers, and lightly touched the girl's red lips.
Whose is this.... bite marks?
The robot's brain was swiftly running, searching for men in the memory that the girl might have produced. After excluding them one by one, there was no one who met the conditions.
Ciller knew everything about the girl's life.
Except, yesterday fell asleep.
Fu Yue also touched the wound on the corner of her lips, pressed her hand, a tingling sensation came, and she frowned without a trace.
Faintly replied: "Someone broke into my room last night and made me frivolous."
Concise and concise.
The girl's reaction was dull, so dull as if she was not talking about herself.
Anyway, this person is a robot, so what's the point of telling him wronged?
Fu Yue thought mournfully.
Ciller hesitated for a moment, and his thin lips closed together: "Is my master...?"
He doesn't seem to understand this.
Spit out word by word from this population, with a somewhat charming seduction inexplicably.
Fu Yue was also raising a question mark.
"?????"
What does this person mean?
The man walked in front of her with long legs, draped the jacket in his hand on Fu Yue, and then moved his slender fingers up until he held the girl's soft white face in the palm of his hand.
Fu Yue: "......?"
Cyrel bent down, turned his head to the side, and kissed the girl's lips.
Pry the teeth away with the tip of your tongue.
...
Fu Yue stepped back, but the back of her head was clasped by the man's slender fingers, her eyes widened in error, her thick and curled eyelashes blinked like a fan.
Isn't this person a robot?
Is this... eating, jealous?
"let me go."
Celer obediently let go of the girl in his arms.
The black-haired girl folded her eyebrows.
The tone was somewhat sulking.
"Ciller, what are you doing? You are offending me."
The well-dressed and beautiful robot smiled faintly: "I'm sorry, Master, Ciller just wants to know...Is this frivolous?"
Fu Yue: "?!!!"
Shock.
Why is my robot so...soo?
The girl's lips trembled, feeling deceived inexplicably.
But the robot cannot lie to the owner.
So, this is what Ciller really thinks?
Oh, her god.
Syler bent slightly: "Master, it was Syler's fault that caused you to suffer all this last night. From now on..."
"I will protect you."
Fu Yue sighed slightly.
In fact, Ciller was really good, gentle and loyal. Except for some of his fascinating attributes, some familiar dogs, others really couldn't fault him.
Fu Yue wanted to say something, but she didn't know what to say when the words came to her lips.
She sighed.
"Yeah. Ciller, prepare a carriage for me. I'll go to the Magic Academy in a while."
Although Ciller was a robot, he was also an extremely powerful magician, able to hold her biu and transfer to a place thousands of miles away in an instant.
But the original owner never let Ciller show this ability in front of others.
After all, it's not good to be too compelling.
Therefore, Fu Yue was still going to go to school in a carriage obediently, instead of using his own robot, which is an awesome plug-in.