Chapter 811 Robot Lab Assistant 44
Adam wasn't smiling yet, not even a little bit. When a person smiles, his or her chest will resonate and rise and fall, which should be a bit different from that of a robot. But Adam just doesn't smile, he really can't hold it in!
This is really troublesome. I can’t tell the difference between real and fake bed sheets. What should I do?
Adam just sat there, motionless, waiting. The skin on his neck is finer than that on his face. This race is like this. The skin is white but rough, and the face ages easily. You will look like an uncle when you are in your teens or 20s, but as long as you maintain your figure, you will still look like you are in your twenties when you are in your forties or fifties.
This is a real person, she is sure of it, she doesn't know why she is sure of it.
But what about the evidence? What is the evidence?
Suddenly an idea occurred to me, and there it was!
One hand was directly supporting Adam's shoulder in his open collar, and the other was placed on his neck. His fingers touched the artery, one by one, very smoothly.
Slowly leaned down and whispered in Adam's ear, using a voice as gentle and charming as possible, just like a lover whispering in his ear: "Your heartbeat is speeding up."
The artery that my fingers touched suddenly sped up several beats.
Hahaha, this is the evidence! If it were a robot, even if it could make an artificial heartbeat, it would still beat steadily and continuously.
She sneered and whispered meaningfully in her ear: "Doctor~" and let go of her hand.
He sat next to him, turning slightly sideways, not looking at Adam next to him, and snickering as he drank tea.
Mo Ming: "In the end, we still used a honey trap!"
Xining...rolling. As for the beauty trap, it's better than cutting him with a knife.
Mo Ming: "Congratulations, you successfully attracted his attention. Just now he wanted to hold you in his arms."
...No way, it's impossible, he didn't even move.
Mo Ming: "He is a human being, a man. No matter how well he hides it, he still has emotions and desires. His heart is moved."
...No way, it's impossible, does he have feelings?
Angry: "If you don't want to help, don't mislead me. I still want to marry Richard and complete the mission."
Mo Ming: "Just remember the mission. Remember, the mission is to marry Richard, marry a living person!"
Go, go, I know, I know, you go and have a rest first.
In depression, Richard over there was already smiling from ear to ear, and actually raised a thumbs up. From such a long distance, he probably couldn't hear what she said, but in the current situation, it was obvious that she had won.
Adam sat for a while, then quickly moved, reached for the teapot, poured himself a cup, took a sip and said, "It's time to make dinner."
Okay, cheer up, now that the challenge is coming, you can’t admit defeat at any cost!
Go cook some rice, but the difference this time is that the bowls are different.
When the first basin was brought to the table, Richard was already laughing.
Adam gave him a cold look, and Richard tried hard not to laugh, picked up a spoon, picked out a piece of fried old tofu from the "bowl" as big as a basin, and put it into his mouth.
When the dishes in three basins were put on the table, plus a large pot of Laoya Bianjian soup sprinkled with red wolfberries, the entire table was almost full again.
Three dishes and one soup, really three dishes and one soup! Not one more.
Seeing Adam quietly eating the vegetables from such a big basin, Richard found it funny just thinking about it, and couldn't help but turn his head and cover his mouth with his hands, feeling very happy.
Xining kept a cold face and almost suffered internal injuries, but he had to not smile, otherwise he would not be strong enough! After taking a few bites, Adam finally spoke: "Miss Angelia, can you tell me what you are eating today?"
The pot is large, and naturally there are many vegetables in it. There are six kinds of vegetables in one pot. A pot of fried bean products with meat strips contains, in addition to meat, various bean products, such as old tofu, frozen tofu, yuba, dried tofu, shredded tofu, vegetarian sausage, grilled bran, etc. There is also a pot that is half vegetables and half seafood. Colorful and arranged like flowers.
Xining put down his chopsticks, swallowed what was in his mouth, and introduced it gently: "This is called Poon Choi. It has a history of hundreds of years. It has a big plate and a big pot, and you can have plenty of food and clothing."
Richard is dying again. He really can't hold back his laughter. What should he do?
Seeing that Adam was silent and continued eating, she also picked up her chopsticks and continued eating.
After taking two bites, Adam spoke again: "Tomorrow and from now on, we will have three dishes and one soup. You can also have other snacks."
Richard was happy, but before he had time to be happy, Adam's words discouraged him: "But it must strictly follow scientific standards, and it cannot exceed the calories of three people per day. If you don't know how many calories an adult has per day, check the information in advance. ”
It cannot be said all at once, and there will be a period of time left in between. Xining secretly rolled his eyes, smashed the potatoes in the bowl with chopsticks, twitched the corners of his mouth, and responded with unusual dissatisfaction: "I know!"
"Well, what? I didn't hear what I just said." Adam ate slowly, looking as if he was dead and wanted to kick him.
She forced a smile and put on Japan's exclusive false mask. She was extremely gentle and her words were clear: "I got it!"
Adam glanced at her sideways and made a nasal noise: "Yeah."
She almost laughed out of anger!
Richard had been holding back so much that his whole body was shaking, along with the flesh that had grown on his body.
Seeing that Richard was working so hard and could only eat with a spoon, Xining kindly reminded: "Dr. Richard, you should take off the bandage. The injury should be healed."
Talking about him, the smile on Richard's face did not fade: "By the way, why do you think I am real? Tell me."
Xining smiled and said nothing. Richard asked again before she answered: "This is why Dr. Rodriguez rations."
Richard was stunned, looked down at his swollen belly, and understood instantly.
Adam still ate coldly and slowly, only picking up a little bit at a time, as if there was not much food: "Your face is round."
I don’t know why, but Adam seemed to be very happy when he said these simple and ordinary words. Xining couldn't bear it any longer. He put down his chopsticks and smiled sideways.
I have gained at least seven or eight pounds. Unless the imitation is remade, you can really tell at a glance.
Richard laughed at himself: "No wonder my clothes feel smaller. It seems that I can no longer control my mouth."
Can you handle it? Adam rolled his eyes.
After Adam finished washing, he put the dishes on the drain rack, wiped his hands with a towel, and turned around. He saw half a basin of leftovers left on the table, and some semi-finished products packaged in the refrigerator, enough for two meals tomorrow.
Xining followed Adam's gaze and quickly raised his hand and swore: "Starting from tomorrow, I will definitely prepare a weight-loss meal to help Dr. Richard return to his original weight. And I will make sure that the food is delicious and that you will be full."
Of course, they have already been fattened and there is no need to feed them again. If this continues, hundreds of millions of dollars of research results will be wasted on eating.
As soon as he heard about the delicious and filling weight loss meal, Richard immediately nodded: "Okay!"
Regardless of the look Adam cast, he just smiled and smeared honey on his lips: "I like to eat the food you cook the most. You are the best to me."
(End of chapter)