The latest website: Ye Qing stroked the scarf and tsk tsk amazed: "Tsk tsk tsk, she actually knits a scarf and gloves as a birthday present. It seems that she really likes you. Does such a girl really not think about it?"

"I don't have any thoughts on that for the time being." Ai Liang explained.

He didn't say much, and there was nothing to say.

Because Ai Liang himself doesn't know at this stage, how to deal with this relationship between Yang Xingyue and Yue Qihua.

Say it's friendship.

Yue Qihua and Yang Xingyue will soon become adults, and they are no longer the yellow-haired girls who just entered the school.

Yang Xingyue is gradually growing up.

And Yue Qihua, whether in mind or body, is very mature from the beginning.

After graduating from junior high school, she can be treated as an adult.

No one can guarantee that the three of them will get along like this forever.

It can be said to be love.

Ai Liang's feelings for them were not to that extent.

Ai Liang's attitude towards Yue Qihua is close to her peers or confidants, similar to that of a good buddy.

As for Yang Xingyue, Ai Liang's feelings for her are like the little girl next door who needs to be taken care of.

Ai Liang has been single for two lifetimes and has no experience in love, so it is difficult to deal with the emotional problems of the three.

And personal emotions are very subjective things, unlike those knowledge skills that can be learned in the memory bank.

This thing cannot be borrowed or simulated.

If you have personal feelings of joy, anger, or sorrow, you need to look for answers from the memories of other people in the memory bank.

Even his own thoughts are gone, so what is left of Ai Liang?

What's more, he hasn't found his humanity yet.

No time to think about love at all.

Ye Qing looked at Ai Liang with strange eyes: "I don't have any ideas about that... To be honest, I sometimes suspect that you are a g. If your peers have the appearance of you, it is estimated that girlfriends can make up a table of mahjong."

"Why do you always judge individuals by general criteria, they all do something, so I do too? Why should I be like those people."

Ai Liang retorted.

Ye Qing said with a smile: "I'm just curious, why are you unwilling to accept that girl...

What if you were cured in the process of getting along with her? "

Ai Liang said with a cold face: "What is the difference between cheating and interacting with others without knowing your own subjective will."

Ye Qing shook her finger and said, "Well...you are super rigid, so be more euphemistic."

"A euphemism doesn't change the essence of a thing."

"Okay... If the other party is still willing to date even though they know this, it shouldn't be considered cheating, right?"

Ye Qing questioned from another direction.

"But I don't want to." Ai Liang said with a stern face.

Ye Qing heard the words and couldn't help but gave Ai Liang a blank look.

It is to keep yourself from going with the flow, and it is to discuss honesty and deceit... After talking for so long, in the final analysis, it is just your own unwillingness?

Ye Qing raised her hand slightly dissatisfied and wanted to knock on Ai Liang's forehead, but was stopped by the latter.

She sighed and waved her hand helplessly: "Alas, you haven't changed at all for so many years, and you speak as sternly as you did when you were a child."

Ai Liang did not deny it, and ate the cake silently.

Two people who were obviously still very ambiguous just now.

Now it seems like nothing has happened, chatting and bickering as usual.

This kind of relationship can only be seen in Ai Liang and Ye Qing.

One is because of mental problems, even if there is a strange emotion, it will be suppressed immediately.

The other person will make changes in time to suit the other person according to the attitude of the other person.

The gift was also delivered. After Ye Qing ate the cake on the plate, she was ready to go home: "Forget it, I'll go back first, silly Na has been pestering me at home today, and didn't leave until the afternoon. How to clean up."

Ai Liang put down his fork and was about to get up when Ye Qing raised her hand and pressed him back.

"Hey, I live next door, so don't send a birthday star for such a short walk."

Ai Liang's body was firmly pressed against the chair.

Under this enormous force, most people may not be able to move.

Ai Liang did not deliberately fight against this force, and nodded honestly.

Ye Qing was very satisfied: "Well, that's right, today is your sixteenth birthday, so you should be more willful."

Ye Qing let go of her hand and walked towards the door, helping Ai Liang to close the door before going out.

Just outside the door, there was a sound of a key opening the door.

After a soft bang, the corridor fell silent.

After Ye Qing left, Ai Liang took out a napkin and wiped her mouth, ready to clean up the table.

But when he looked at the half of the cake in front of him, he hesitated for a while, and then sat back.

The remnants of summer have not yet dissipated, and the weather is still hot.

The cake is pre-ordered, and if it is put on tomorrow, it is estimated that it will spoil.

It would be a pity to throw it away.

Ai Liang picked up the knife and fork again, ready to solve the rest of the cake.

 …

At the same time, in the next door to Ai Liang only separated by a wall.

When Ye Qing returned home, the first thing she did was not to change her shoes.

Instead, he covered his face and slowly squatted down with his back against the security door, making an inexplicable mumble from his mouth.

She could see through her fingers that her face was flushed red.

Obviously, she didn't care about what just happened, she was just embarrassed to show it in front of Ai Liang.

Ye Qing recalled the feeling of lying in Ai Liang's arms just now.

The left hand moved to the top of his head unconsciously, imitating Ai Liang's movements, and gently stroking the cool and soft hair that Ai Liang had touched.

But no matter how she imitated, she couldn't find the feeling at that time.

It's like cooking without a key ingredient.

Obviously, the air conditioner is turned on in the living room of Ai Liang's house, and the air temperature is very low.

At that time, she felt a warm current coming from the big hand above her head, spreading towards her limbs.

And Ai Liang's caress accelerated the process even more, making people unable to help remove all disguise and try to feel the warmth brought by that big hand.

Desire for this warmth, UU reading www.uukanshu.com made Ye Qing get closer and closer, until finally laying down in Ai Liang's arms and sticking to him.

After lying in Ai Liang's arms, Ye Qing felt as if she was drunk, her mind was dizzy, and the numbness spread from the place where her body touched her body to her whole body.

If it wasn't for the last bit of rationality in her mind, she would most likely hug Ai Liang with her backhand and act coquettishly at him like a little girl.

Ye Qing put down her palms, hugged her knees with both hands, and said in a low voice, "Well, I just wanted to make a joke... I didn't expect that A Liang's elm head would do such a thing. Is this the power of atmosphere that Sister Lan often talks about? …”

According to the situation at the time.

If it wasn't for the punctual chiming of the living room, Ai Liang's heart would be at peace.

The action between the two is not impossible.

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