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Chapter 373 You Will Know Whether I Am Durable or Not

Chapter 373 You Will Know Whether I Am Durable or Not

Pure appreciation, without any distractions.

Dai Lingling could tell at a glance that this body was indeed not human, but its structure was more perfect than that of a human body.

It was the most beautiful body Dai Lingling had ever seen.

Dai Lingling looked at the naked man with a complicated expression.

How deep is his misunderstanding of himself that he feels that he is very repulsive to his true self?

He was a little angry at first, but Turing kissed him.

But under the influence of certain external forces, that little bit of anger comes quickly and disappears quickly.

It’s just a pity that it wasn’t his little robot just now.

Dai Lingling seemed to realize that something was wrong with her and looked deeply at Turing's current condition.

He looked away strangely.

Dai Lingling didn't even want to ask anything, but he thought he could come back later. Maybe his little robot would come back.

Dai Lingling, who had convinced herself, thought to herself, even if she had to interrogate him, she would have to find him some clothes to wear.

It's a bit impolite to talk like this.

I'm not a pervert who likes chatting with a naked body.

There was a loud slamming sound of a door.

Turing couldn't understand why Dai Lingling left the room in a hurry.

He also didn't understand. They were obviously not of the same species, and the villain's attitude didn't seem to meet his expectations.

Turing was a little subtle.

If a hint of disgust had flashed in the villain's eyes just now, Turing would have risked being cut off by this world.

Strangle him to death with your own hands.

But the villain was not disgusted, instead he became even more annoyed.

His clone naturally uses his original body.

Dai Lingling is the only human who has seen him in person.

I don’t know how Turing convinced himself to stay. He wanted to contact the villain on his own.

Little robot: “…” You are so disgusting.

About half an hour passed.

Dai Lingling found a set of...someone's clothes from somewhere.

90% new and wearable.

The moment you push the door open.

Dai Lingling could tell at a glance that this person was still Turing.

Turing, who was watching him day and night, had a feeling that could not be wrong.

Dai Lingling's expression immediately turned cold, "Why haven't you left yet?"

Turing's eyes were oppressive. "You want me to leave?"

Dai Lingling put the clothes aside.

Turing's eyes first caught sight of the clothes. "Is it for me?"

Afterwards, he scanned it and his face immediately darkened. “Whose clothes are they? I won’t wear them.”

Dai Lingling couldn't understand this person. He seemed very happy one second, but acted like a difficult old man the next.

"Are you in the habit of being naked?"

The man and Turing looked at each other, their eyes filled with danger.

It was naturally Turing, with a captivating light in his eyes. Just when Dai Lingling was about to take it back and decide whether to wear it or not.

"Won't you try to persuade me again?"

They hesitated and stalemated for a long time.

Turing didn't know whether he realized that his body was exposed or for some other reason.

Finally willing to put on clothes.

Turing's hands were pulled up by the void, and he raised his eyebrows and said, "Help me put it on."

Dai Lingling was silent for a moment again.

He did have some questions he wanted to ask this guy, otherwise, he would not have stepped into this room again.

But he really didn't want to see a naked man chatting with him, and liberating him was impossible.

It is even more impossible to put it on him myself.

The situation became deadlocked again.

Turing said slowly, "Do you like my body?"

Wear it, I can’t wear it to death.

Dai Lingling walked slowly to Turing, raised her head and looked at Turing's face, and saw Turing's playful eyes.

Dai Lingling rolled her eyes at him.

After realizing that hitting him would not only not hurt but would also hurt herself, Dai Lingling gave up the idea.

It's a bit uncomfortable. Turing was clearly bound by him, but why is it he who is...tied?

You can't fight but you can fight, and some benefits are fully demonstrated by the main body of the machine.

As usual, Dai Lingling would have already gone over to greet them.

Dai Lingling sighed.

When had he ever dressed someone else? He narrowed his eyes, holding a pair of pants, and approached Turing gloomily.

Come on, at least put on some pants.

After a while.

Turing lowered his eyes and his expression suddenly changed. Scarlet eyes appeared in his pupils, and he lowered his head to watch the little man's movements.

Seeing that he had finally angered the villain, Turing curled his lips and smiled, "Do you want to open me up?"

"It's okay to untie one hand. What are you afraid of?"

Dai Lingling pulled up his pants and asked calmly, "Does your body have regenerative abilities?"

This means.

Turing understood instantly, his eyes turning dark and dangerous, "No."

He moved around arrogantly.

Dai Lingling: “….”

Turing groaned as he pinched the edge of his pants tightly and pulled them up suddenly. "I've raised my skin sensitivity to the highest level. Are you sure you want to do this?"

so what.

Dai Lingling put it on him casually without even looking at it.

"I've only heard that the skin material is for increased durability."

Turing's lips curled up into a cold smile, his eyes locked onto the prey he had been looking for for a long time, and he said in a deep voice, "Yes, it is quite durable."

"But you can try."

Dai Lingling: “…”

He lowered his eyes, murderous intent swirling in the depths of his dark pupils.

The little patience I have is running out.

After putting on a pair of pants, Dai Lingling ignored him.

As if avoiding the plague god, they stayed several meters away from Turing, fearing that he would be contaminated by some unlucky thing.