The Little Robot Has Crashed Again

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Updates weekly. Novel blurb:

[Sweet, Adorable Android Robot Shou X Ruthless Big Shot Gong]

The little robot who was always getting scolded in the lab finally ran away.

But once he got out, he realized that making it in the world outside the lab was really hard.

After life had beaten him down until he couldn't take it anymore, the little robot finally found the courage to grab the hem of a big shot's clothes.

He tilted up his sweet little face, looking pitiful. "Um, does your family need a little robot? I can sweep and wash dishes. I can do anything."

The big shot: "..."

The big shot took the little robot home that very day.

The little robot was a little different. During the day, he diligently pretended to be an emotionless machine, but at night he secretly got up to mischief.

Sneaking ice cream, watching TV dramas, and even secretly taking a bath (only to shut down on the spot).

The big shot pressed a hand to his forehead as he watched the little robot get into trouble yet again. After watching him crash and burn N times...

He finally crashed right into the big shot's arms.

The little robot was so startled that he started overheating and tried to run away.

B-but the big shot was holding him too tightly.

Little robot: "I-I can't get away, QAQ."

The lab version:

An experiment in the ER lab produced a failed prototype.

The defective product was a cute, sweet little android robot, but it was useless.

Tell him to sweep, and he'd dismantle the floorboards.

Tell him to wash the dishes, and soon there wouldn't be a single dish left in the lab.

Since he couldn't follow everyday instructions, the doctor waved a hand and put him to work as a lab assistant.

That very day, an explosion nearly wiped out the entire lab.

Unable to put up with him any longer, the doctor finally decided to recycle this defective model, who was only good to look at.

But that very night, just before he was to be destroyed, the little robot became self-aware and ran away.

* One-on-one pairing, very sweet.

A recommendation for my dear author's friend: Thanks for Asking, I'm Chasing My Wife, by Chacha Lai Le

Blurb:

Zhitong's adoptive parents died when he was little, and his biological parents refused to acknowledge him. He grew up alone, stubbornly hanging on, poor little thing.

Then he saw that in the future, he'd have an incredibly, incredibly rich wife.

Zhitong rallied, promising himself that no matter how poor he got, he wouldn't live off his wife.

If he worked hard to make money, maybe one day he'd get rich, become a domineering CEO, and support his beloved wife.

That was until he saw his wife's father in Forbes...

Well...

No chance.

Three months later, dizzy with hunger, Zhitong stood outside a school with a megaphone, trying to get his future wife's attention.

"That's right, I slashed your tires."

"I beat up your lackeys!"

"So what?!"

"If you're a man, come and cut me down!"

His future wife, the school bully, stood before him with an impassive face. "Did you steal my first kiss, too?"

Zhitong faltered, then timidly puffed out his not-so-sturdy chest. "S-so what if I did? Is it illegal to kiss my own wife??"

The school bully pulled him into his arms and brushed his lips against Zhitong's. "It's not illegal, but you're getting above yourself."

Zhitong: "????????????"

Later, the young master Xiao Wu of the Jiang family, whose favor all the great families vied for, took the unwanted little poor thing by the hand and told the Ai family, who were trying to curry favor with him, "If you don't want him, I do."

My next novel, Little Zombie Doesn't Want to Get Beaten Up, is open for preorders in my profile. Please add it to your reading list!

Blurb:

Set in the apocalypse. The shou is a little mutated zombie, cute and adorable, and still has his brains.

Aside from his cold body and injured arm, he doesn't look like a proper zombie at all.

He also thinks he doesn't fit in with the big crowd of zombies.

The other zombies chew on flesh, lick blood, and love biting people, but the little zombie goes hungry because he thinks human blood smells awful.

He gets so hungry and upset that he thinks he might as well die.

But the human teams that hunt zombies are all so brutal. The little zombie loves looking pretty and doesn't want to get his head blown off.

One day, while the zombies were hunting together, they surrounded a man in a white lab coat. The man leaned against a tree, his cold eyes full of menace as he bit the bandage on the back of his hand...

The little zombie's eyes lit up: That blood is so pretty! No, that lab coat smells delicious!

So he charged into the crowd of zombies, took a beating, and dragged the man back to his den.

Later...

After secretly accompanying the man on another mission,

the little zombie tugged on the man's lab coat, looking pitiful. "C-can I lick you once?"

The man lowered his eyes to look at the little zombie's fair, obedient face and fell silent.

The little zombie sadly rubbed his flat belly and sniffled.

He was so hungry. He couldn't keep enduring the daily hunger anymore.

"Th-then let me ask you something else."

"Could you kill me? I don't want to be treated like a little monster anymore."

The little zombie crouched on the ground, crying pitifully between hiccups. "Give me anesthetic first, then kill me."

The man: "..."

With a sigh, the man pulled the tear-streaked little zombie into his arms and bit through his bandage, as if surrendering, or coaxing him...

"I don't have any anesthetic."

"You can have all my blood."

* One-on-one pairing, sweet.

Theme: Even when life beats you down, face it bravely!