Chapter 1840： Billionaires (33)

Chapter 1840 Hundreds of billions of rich women (33)

【These beauties have little clothes. 】

【Is it really the tomb of Gongye Huai? 】

【Thanks to the current technology, we have been able to preserve these treasures. 】

【Actually, they were all very nervous, for fear that they might not have done it by accident. 】

[Yeah, I was really careful when I sprayed the medicine, I didn't let it go at all, even if I lost a corner, it would make people feel very distressed. 】

【Perhaps, Gong Yehuai will still be a painter after today? 】

[Not bad, not bad, a painter who specializes in drawing beautiful pictures. 】

Fu No. 1: "..."

Qianyan was watching the live broadcast and naturally noticed Fu No. 1's performance. It seemed that he didn't know how the pictures of these beauties were in the tomb.

[Tsk tsk tsk, I have to say, Gongye Huai painted Minions with two brushes, even if they covered everything that was supposed to be covered, this kind of haze is even more desirable, my grandfather. 】

[Haha, it looks good, Gongye Huai understands me too well, many beautiful sisters, stickers. 】

【Don’t do this, it’s called art, understand? 】

[Hmmmmmm, we are watching art, thanks for this is a live broadcast room where people under the age of 18 cannot enter. The archaeologists really think about everyone. 】

【Actually, is it possible that they think that if something bad happens, it will scare the children? 】

【No matter what, it’s just that archaeologists are thinking about the majority of netizens. 】

Fu No. 1 clenched his fists and finally couldn't help but scolded: "Tao Jiuxiang!"

That style of painting, there is no one but Tao Jiuxiang.

Thanks to him for treating Tao Jiuxiang as a friend, the other party gave him such a funeral item, and he was mad.

He unilaterally announced that he will break off with Tao Jiuxiang starting today.

Suddenly, Fu No. 1 felt something was wrong. When he looked up, he saw Qianyan staring at him, and he immediately controlled his expression.

But it seems too late.

"Tao Jiuxiang?"

Fu No. 1: "..." Shouldn't he be feigning a malfunction?

"Fu No. 1, were you angry just now?"

"This is not what a robot should show." Qianyan said again.

Fu No. 1's eyes that seemed to see through Qianyan suddenly became clear, she seemed to know something.

He recalled how they got along in the past few days, and he really found out that she really didn't treat him like an ordinary robot.

Perhaps, she already knew.

"I am indeed not a robot." Fu No. 1 simply admitted.

If the other party really wants to send him to research, he can only give up the robot body.

It's just that he currently has only half of his soul and no body, and it may dissipate soon.

"then who are you?"

Fu No. 1's eyes fell on Qianyan's computer, and there was a live broadcast of the archaeological team on it: "Gongye Huai."

"It really is."

"You remember the map quite clearly. This time they should be able to remove all the things inside."

Fu No. 1: "..."

So, has he really been exposed long ago?

"Miss Fu, what do you want to do now?" Ask first, and then he has a plan.

Qianyan looked at the time and said, "If you work hard, I won't hand you over. When nothing happens, it's almost noon, can you help me prepare a lunch? You are still using my robot body. ."

She found out that Fu No. 1's half soul is a bit silly.

The other half of the soul is wiser and more serious.

"What a simple matter, you wait."

confessed his identity, and Fu No. 1 was too lazy to pretend, he was quite tired these days.

The live broadcast on the Internet is still going on. In addition to the pictures of various beauties hanging on the walls, we also found wine recipes, wine utensils, swords among all kinds of weapons, and sword manuals. In addition, there are all kinds of ornaments, jade, etc., which are rich in variety, and both netizens and archaeologists are very excited.

Of course, netizens are still the most enthusiastic about those beauty pictures.

Fu No. 1 looked at the discussion on the Internet, and his head was smoking with anger.

Tao Jiuxiang, this bad friend, to treat him like this, this is really inexplicable.

Fu No. 1 brought his lunch to the table, Qianyan saw him standing and said, "Since you are not a robot, you can sit wherever you want when there is no one at home."

Fu No. 1: "The body is mechanical, it's more comfortable to stand."

Qianyan didn't say any more after seeing this.

"Miss Fu."

"you say."

"I'm not a profligate person." Fu No. 1 just wanted to prove his innocence to others. He felt that Qianyan was a rational person and would never believe those rumors, "Those paintings were done by Tao Jiuxiang."

"He framed me!"

See you tomorrow

(end of this chapter)