The Robot Went Out of Control After Being Abandoned - Chapter 2

Chapter 2

Back when I bought Nian Zhou.

The shopkeeper confirmed it with me several times:

“Dear customer, Unit 001 is a failed experimental robot scheduled for destruction. Although it’s cheap, it’s defective and may have unknown risks. There are no returns or exchanges. Are you sure you want to buy him?”

“Yes.”

I was emotionally drained and short on money.

All I wanted was to escape the whirlpool of my emotions as quickly as possible, so I couldn’t be bothered to worry about quality.

The shopkeeper replied:

“All right, dear customer. We’ll arrange shipment immediately, with free delivery right to your door.”

I hadn’t expected the defective product to be so beautiful.

His black hair was fine, long, and soft. He had gentle brows and eyes, soft red lips, broad shoulders, and long legs. His narrow waist was lean and strong.

His shirt was stretched so tightly over his chest muscles that it looked ready to burst.

The gentle, husband-like man was incredibly alluring.

The man curved his lips into a slight smile. “I’m 001. I’m glad you chose to buy me. Master, please give me a name.”

He was so intelligent that I almost mistook him for a real person.

“From now on, your name will be Nian Zhou.”

As I spoke, I filled out the information form the shop had provided, so the robot could get to know his master’s personality and daily habits more quickly.

Nian Zhou learned everything at an astonishing speed.

He precisely recreated my favorite desserts from memory, prepared my outfits for each day, massaged me to help me relax after a tiring day, and kept the house in perfect order.

Once, Nian Zhou came to pick me up from the set.

Some people were astonished when they saw him. “How does our great agent Meng Rui always manage to eat so well? First there was Best Actor Lu, and now there’s another handsome guy!”

I hurriedly waved my hands.

“He’s only a biorobot.”

Everyone lost interest and dispersed.

These days, every household had a robot. Even though mine was exceptionally good-looking, he was still just a servant.

That night.

While Nian Zhou was massaging my shoulders, he suddenly said, “A new nighttime service program is available. It can provide Master with more pleasure. Would you like to activate it?”

I didn’t think much of it and simply tapped the activation button.

The robot’s massage became gentler and more skillful, moving from my shoulders and neck down along my back.

I lay facedown on the bed, feeling my body grow hot. My mind became hazy, my mouth dry, and my throat parched…

By my ear, I seemed to hear that familiar, cool voice softly calling my name and drawing me into surrender.

I didn’t know when it happened, but he had parted my legs.

Fine, dense kisses fell over me, moving downward like sparks setting everything ablaze. My waist went numb and weak.

I bit my lower lip, but I couldn’t stop myself from moaning.

As if encouraged, he became even more enthusiastic.

My body tensed. A long while later, I trembled and collapsed limply. “Mmm…”

Afterward, when the pleasure had passed, I came back to myself and stared at Nian Zhou in a daze.

He let out a muffled moan as well.

A vivid flush crept up the corners of his eyes. His lips glistened, making him extraordinarily gorgeous and enticing.

“Master, do you like it?”

“Mmm.”

When I turned over, I accidentally stepped on something elastic. It quickly expanded, pressing against the sole of my foot.

He shyly lowered his thick, dark lashes and took hold of my ankle.

“Nian Zhou likes it too… when Master treats me this way.”

He was clearly a robot, yet his breathing sounded exceptionally pleasing. His gentle voice had taken on a hint of huskiness.

My heart pounded.

That night.

A thin haze clouded my vision, and I no longer knew where I was.

After that, I discovered just how advanced Nian Zhou was.

Aside from specially designed robots made for use in the bedroom, there wasn’t a single model on the market that offered this kind of comfort.

I began feeding him some of my own preference data, teaching him how to serve me.

I had him put on the sheer men’s garment I’d hidden deep inside the wardrobe, letting the pale, lightly muscled body beneath show through…

Then I had him put on a gold chain, clips, and a thigh garter…

I became more and more obsessed.

At the height of my excitement, my fingers sank into his soft hair, forcing him to lift his head.

“Don’t call me Master. Call me by my name! Nian Zhou, say it!”

“Master… ngh, Ruirui.”

His eyes were like a flowing galaxy, unbearably seductive.

I fell right into them.

I enjoyed Nian Zhou’s meticulous service and grew accustomed to his thoughtful care… Sometimes, I even forgot that he was a robot.

Immersed in the world I shared with him, I stopped paying attention to the men my age and turned down every invitation.

And just like that, three years passed.