When Qin Suinian returned home with a smaller version of Jiang Tingting, the fox at home had already come over and rubbed her legs affectionately.

And the household robot came over and looked at the miniature cutie with a longing expression. This was undoubtedly another step in confirming that the little girl was Jiang Tingting.

Qin Suinian's mind is still a little messy now. Who would have thought that the little girl who flirted with him two days ago has shrunk in proportion.

This is not unusual in today's future century. What surprised Qin Suinian was that Jiang Ting heard that she was a robot.

Yes, on the way back, Jiang Tingting had already told Qin Suinian all about her life experience.

She is a robot... no wonder the robots at home are so protective of her.

Qin Suinian pinched the center of his eyebrows and looked at the little one who was sitting on the sofa holding a chicken leg and chewing on it. His eyes gradually became dark.

Which robot would be as greedy as her, and also flirtatious...

More human than human.

Qin Suinian sighed, took off his coat and handed it to the home robot. He walked over in a few steps and sat on the sofa next to Jiang Tingting. He propped up his chin and looked at her seriously with his auspicious eyes. .

Jiang Tingting noticed the gaze, raised his eyes, bit the chicken drumstick in his mouth, blinked, showed his white teeth and smiled. The smile seemed to hit his heart, and he wanted to be hugged.

"Don't I look good?"

Jiang Tingting's voice was vague, a bit like a grandma's.

Qin Suinian clenched his fist and coughed lightly, casually trying to hide some emotion, then reached out and rubbed her head randomly.

"So what are your plans now?"

Jiang Tingting slapped Qin Suinian's rebellious hand away, a little nonchalantly, and she didn't hide her thoughts from Qin Suinian.

"When I regain my strength, I will establish a chip clan and expand my power. No one will dare to bully me."

Qin Suinian was stunned for a moment when he heard this, his expression was a little complicated and he was not even aware of the joy of being trusted.

"That's what you told me. Aren't you afraid that I would interfere with it? I am a member of the human race."

Jiang Tingting threw the bones into the trash can and smiled. "You won't, I believe you."

"We haven't known each other long, why do you trust me?"

"Then would you do anything to hurt me?"

Jiang Tingting did not respond to his question, but asked Qin Suinian instead.

Qin Suinian's eyes narrowed slightly, and the little person was reflected in his pupils. He didn't speak, but he had the answer in his heart.

He knows he won't.

It won’t hurt Jiang Tingting, it’s a subconscious reaction.

Qin Suinian stood up, slightly curled his lips, and tapped Jiang Tingting on the head with a slightly bent finger, not lightly but not hard.

"Then just think of me as a good person."

...

In the next few days, Qin Suinian began to take care of his baby.

Jiang Tingting is still easy to take care of. A few chicken drumsticks can keep her happy at home all day long. After all, she is just getting smaller.

But it was also because of this that Qin Suinian had an inexplicable illusion. Children are easy to take care of. As long as you give him what he likes, he can forget about it.

A week passed, and Jiang Tingting showed no signs of returning to his adult form.

On this day, before Qin Suinian went to work, he made an uneasy confession to a certain kid.

"I have a late shift tonight and may not be back. Don't run around at home. Don't open the door when strangers knock on your door. If you need something, call me. Let the nanny make whatever you want to eat."

Not long after Jiang Tingting woke up, she hugged the fox, the hair on her head swaying, and she muttered something in return.

"I understand, I'm not a child. Remember to protect yourself when you go out, don't let others take advantage of you, don't talk to strangers, and come back early."


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