Great Creator

Millet stretched and sat up from the bed.

It was already 10 o'clock in the morning, and they didn't go to bed until three o'clock last night, and Mi Shui slept directly until three minutes before waking up.

The house she lives in is decorated in a magnificent manner, which can be called the essence of the human race. This is mainly because although the millet uses the sixth-generation prosthesis, the energy consumption of the body is actually the internal biological battery, and the ability to eat and digest is just a display. In addition to having body temperature, being hurt and bleeding, and being able to taste the taste and smell, she is far from humans.

Since there is no need for food and drink, millet can only spend money on house decoration and buying various small things. The nature of a woman's love of shopping is brought to the fullest in her.

"By the way, Ayin, don't you feel bored if you don't sleep all night?" Sui Shui asked the final voice sitting aside.

The final note just said calmly: "It's okay, it's only seven hours, just wait a while."

Millet stretched out his arms, and put on complicated clothes on him. She has been here for a long time, and she has long been accustomed to the clothes of the human race, and she quickly packed herself from the inside out.

She tied the ribbon and said: "After living in the world for 20 years, I am a little accustomed to living as a human race. For the human race, time is precious. They can only live for decades. Therefore, Every minute can’t be wasted. Unlike you, it’s the habit of artificial intelligence. Whether it’s a few hours, days, or years, artificial intelligence is actually the same."

The final note raised his eyebrows, "It's you, I'm also very strange that you got used to sleeping like a human so quickly."

"I couldn't get used to it at the beginning. After all, it was just this sentence that I was physically tired, but my ability to think was not affected at all. Later," Mi Shui looked out the window, thinking about something, "The main reason is to leave God the Father. Let's get closer and experience his work and rest habits as a human, so I deliberately imitated his sleep time, and then slowly got used to it."

The final tone had a contemptuous expression of "You lied to ghosts", "Go to bed at 3 o'clock and start at 10 o'clock. You told me that you are the same as God Father? Father God starts at 6 o'clock every day."

"Uh, I'm a girl...it's different..."

The two of them packed up and went out. Millie stood at the door, and suddenly remembered something, "By the way, Ayin, I can only play for half a day today, because today is the 15th, and it’s the monthly delivery day. In the afternoon, I have to talk to Lihecheng. The people on the side are connected. Ayin will meet with me, right?"

"Oh? Is it handing in your manuscript?"

"Yes, so now we go to the south of the city to play for a while. After lunch, we have to go back and get the manuscript."

...

Song Hong lay on the table, the table was full of wine stains, but he let the wine stain his clothes and didn't care.

On the table, under the table, threw four empty jugs, and there was half a jug beside him.

With his drinking capacity and martial arts, drinking these four and a half pots of wine will not get drunk. On the contrary, his slightly squinted eyes occasionally flashed sharper eyes.

Suddenly, his eyes turned to Xiao Qiu's side.

Song Hong released the hand holding the hip flask and stretched it out in front of Xiao Qiu, his five fingers stretched, as if he was about to grab something. Then, turning his head slightly, looked at her with an ardent and enthusiastic look.

Xiao Qiu held her breath and looked at Song Hong's hand. She was a little nervous, knowing that Song Hong was drunk. However, she also knew that although Song Hong was looking at herself eagerly, as if she wished to hold his hand, once she did hold his hand, Song Hong would suddenly wake up, and then start to lose her temper and smash things. , Roared. Although it wasn't against her, but she was scared enough.

Therefore, whenever Song Hong couldn't help but drink, once she was drunk, she would encounter this situation again. Every time, she still did not know what to do like many times in the past.

Letting him catch it will only make him sober again, become painful and angry.

Don't let him catch, the longing in his eyes, pain, despair, and torment.

Seeing Xiaoqiu's motionlessness, Song Hong stretched out his hand and grabbed her sleeve, then whispered in a faint voice: "Master, don't go, don't leave me, okay?"

Xiao Qiu was at a loss and could only nod her head.

When Song Hong nodded her head, his expression became more fierce, and his mouth was intermittently speaking a lot of longing.

Fortunately, it's still morning, and the liquor store has a lot of talents only in the afternoon and evening. Now, apart from the two of them, there are only buddies. Therefore, no one was watching.

Song Hong said and said, finally bowed his head and fell on the table, silent.

Xiao Qiu didn't dare to take his sleeves away, so he had to carefully check the master's situation and make sure that the master was asleep, and then he was relieved.

She maintained that posture, leaning against the table, accompanied by the master.

Although Xiaoqiu is still a young adult, she has learned a lot about her long and wandering life.

The master has a gift for her to rebuild, and she will never be able to repay it, so no matter what the master asks, she will cooperate as much as possible. But at the same time, she also knew that there was always a person in Master's heart, and that person must be someone who looked a lot like her, and that was Master's master.

What kind of person is that? Xiao Qiu couldn't help but imagined that she must be very beautiful, many times more beautiful than her. Although they look alike, the two must be very different, because Master also said that two people are incomparable.

However, the master's master must have been very old, maybe he would have been full of children and grandchildren, leading a happy life. But her master was still alone and could only take her north and south.

Xiaoqiu prayed silently in his heart, Xiyuan God~www.wuxiamtl.com~ I hope you can bless Master so that he can let go of the attachments that will make him painful, settle down, become happy and satisfied.

Among the human races, most of them believe in the three great ancestral gods, and women especially love to pray to the motherly **** like Xiyuan. So is Xiaoqiu. In the life in the solitary garden, the director once told them how effective and loving a **** Xiyuan is, and that she loves children and women the most.

After praying for a long time, Xiao Qiu also lay down on the table, silently staring at his master, his eyelids gradually heavier.

However, she has not fallen asleep yet, Song Hong is already awake.

He sat up, let go of his hand pulling Xiaoqiu's sleeve, and frowned.

Are you drunk again?

Then he woke up Xiao Qiu: "Go, don't fall asleep outside."

Xiao Qiu woke up in a daze, and found that it was the master who called him, so he hurriedly packed up his luggage.

Afterwards, the two left the wine shop in tandem.