1218: C1218 Your New Profession

C1218 Your New Profession

"I'm not lying to you!" Wu Chuang anxiously memorized all the books that he had copied. "Do you know that I memorized these very seriously every day? I copied everything you asked me to. What else do you want? "

The last sentence seemed to be questioning the scumbag man.

Yang Soong shivered and rubbed the chicken skin on his arm.

A thousand.

"Be good. I told you you didn't wake up. Be good. But from today onwards, you don't have to copy scriptures anymore. "

"I also told you that I really woke up. I found out that I was a bastard in the past. Why can't you understand me? . . . Hmm, what did you say? I don't need to copy books anymore? "

Copy that kind of obscure and incomprehensible book was really too difficult for Wu Chuang.

"Don't tell me you want me to engrave all those scriptures? I want to engrave them on that kind of stone slab. "

He had recently copied a lot of classic Buddhist stories.

Many big shots who burned the sarira had once carved scriptures on the stone slab, and there were even people who carved the mountain walls.

Wu Chuang was afraid.

"You want to carve? I can promise you that it won't be difficult to find some stone slabs. "

"I don't want to. "

" You really don't want to? I can get you a high-quality stone tablet. If you have enough, I will definitely let you carve until you are full. You can carve until you are happy, and you can carve until you are satisfied!"

"I already said that I don't want to. "

"Alright, then go and feed me something. " Yang Soong brought Wu Chuang to the feeding area.

With a wave of his sleeve, the white fog dispersed, and a few rows of small houses entered his sight.

Yang Soong brought Wu Chuang and walked over, and stopped midway.

"Go and take a shower first. "

"Take a good shower. "

"After you take a shower, smell the incense again. Remember to wash every strand of hair for me. "

Wu Chuang was thrown into a large bathroom with a robot inside.

"It's called the little girl. He'll be supervising you. I'll help you wipe your back. If you can't clean it, don't come out. "

"What do you mean? Don't tell me I don't even know how to take a shower? Why did you arrange a robot for me? You even called me a little girl. Isn't there a lot of beautiful young ladies here? The type who can dance, I think it's more suitable for them to step on my back for me. "

Yang Soong sneered. " I knew you hadn't realized it yet. You are still thinking about women. "

Besides, they were all thinking about his women.

In this space, even the AI was Yang Soong's woman.

This blockhead, who was unable to wake up, still dared to think about his woman.

"Little girl, give him a bath. Rub him according to the standard of the United Nations. Rub him extremely clean. Rub him at least three times. Don't forget to disinfect him and spray him with antiseptic perfume. If he isn't clean, don't let him come out. " Yang Soong instructed.

"Yes, Master. "

"Ah!"

There was a wave of wailing and wailing in the bathroom. Yang Soong's conviction moved, and the soundproofing effect increased. He strolled to an ancient hall and called out to his sisters, whose clothes were fluttering in the wind.

It was not good to listen to music and dance, drink and eat meat.

Yang Soong was enjoying himself until he fell asleep. The sisters would still support him and send him to the bed to sleep.

Worried that he wouldn't sleep well, they would even be at ease helping him take off his slippers and clothes, helping him warm the bed or something.

When he did it, it was easy to do it. He was very familiar with it, and he was very considerate.

Yang Soong slept comfortably. When he woke up, he was supported by his sisters to the garden for a walk. They gave him a traditional massage, changed his clothes, and ate some food.

"Why do I seem to have forgotten something?"

He took another walk and listened to two small songs. Yang Soong remembered that he had forgotten about Wu Chuang.

"It shouldn't be possible, right? I think it has been at least three hours. No, it's been four hours. "

Yang Soong rushed to the bathroom and opened the door. When Wu Chuang saw him, he shouted excitedly, "Help! Help me, please. . . "

The pink little girl was holding a towel and rubbing Wu Chuang crazily. Wu Chuang was also a little red.

Coincidentally, the towel was also pink.

Hahahaha. . .

Yang Soong could not help but laugh. "This is too funny!"

Wu Chuang was like a good wife who had been robbed by a bully. He was holding a handkerchief and hiding under the dim light with teary eyes.

"Little girl, come back, don't bully him, hahaha. . . "

"Master, I didn't bully him. I'm a robot, I don't know what bullying means. I'm just following your orders, this person is too dirty. "

"I hung you on the tree for so long, let's see if you're dirty!" Wu Chuang quickly put on his clothes and stood far away from the little girl. "Who took more than four hours to shower?"

"How do you know how long you were rubbed for?"

There was no clock in the bathroom.

"Rubbing for 4 hours, 26 minutes, 17 seconds. " The little girl reported the time accurately.

"I've never seen someone wash like this before. Rub my entire body so many times, disinfect me as many times as you can. After disinfecting me, you say that my skin isn't good, so make a face mask on my entire body, and it smells like a f * cking chrysanthemum!"

The little girl's care for him was too crazy, causing Wu Chuang to no longer be afraid of Yang Soong.

Robots were the natural enemy of humans.

"It's fine if you wash your eyes, nose, and ears for me, but he also washed the cave!" Wu Chuang was devastated. "I was taken advantage of by a robot, wuwuwuwu!"

Yang Soong was also a little embarrassed. "Well done, little girl. "

He watched the show and still wanted to comfort Wu Chuang. "You also want to be more open-minded. She is a robot, and she is also a little girl. She will not really have lustful thoughts towards you!"

The little girl was a metal product, so she only had the shape of a human.

"But this is the first time I've been a girl. . . "

"Don't talk nonsense. "1

"I've been hurt, wuwuwu. "

"If you continue to beep, I'll hang you on a tree!"

In an instant, Wu Chuang No more howling.

Yang Soong arranged a bedroom for him. "You go and rest first. Um, two hours. After that, I'll take you to see where you'll be working in the future. "

"What kind of bedroom? Don't tell me there are robot maids?"

"You wish. You have hands and feet. What maid do you want?" Yang Soong suddenly forgot that there were two rows of young ladies wearing cheongsam behind him.

Someone was holding a teapot. Some were holding wine bottles. Some were even holding teacups. Some were fanning themselves with feather fans, holding a record player, and even carrying the armchair that Yang Soong liked the most.

They were just short of scattering flower petals.

"You're strong, you're right. "

"I prepared a normal human bedroom for you, 4 stars"

"Thank you master!"

Of course, people couldn't be spoiled. After coming down from the tree, Wu Chuang knew how to be grateful.

After Yang Soong settled down, he went to the kitchen.

Wu Chuang laid down and felt the soft mattress, fluffy pillow, and feather blanket.

"It's worth it to die!"

Being tied up by Yang Song and hung on a tree, Wu Chuang was scared, but he was more angry. Later, he was completely frightened by Yang Soong and could only copy and recite the scriptures. Although he was much calmer, there was still a trace of unwillingness and grievance in his heart.

What was the difference between Yang Soong and him?

Weren't they just using their power to bully others?

After being pressed by the robot girl for more than four hours, he felt extremely ashamed. He only wanted to disassemble the little girl into parts.

Now, lying on the warm and comfortable bed, Wu Chuang felt that it was really good to be alive!"

Why was he always such a bastard in the past?

As a human, wouldn't it be nice to have a good night's sleep while walking on the road, sitting on the grass, enjoying the birds singing and the fragrance of flowers?

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