Ye Qing pointed at Ai Liang calmly: "Sister Li, stop talking nonsense. If you keep doing this, I will be embarrassed."
Shouldn't the woman be shy at this time? What the hell are you referring to me?
Ai Liang had something stuck in his throat and couldn't say anything, so he could only smile awkwardly but politely.
While Ai Liang was busy paying, Ye Qing went to the warehouse to get a trolley.
The two of them pushed and carried, and finally transported all the things to the electric three-wheeler.
The delivery service was initiated by Ye Qing. Door-to-door delivery is free within three kilometers of the supermarket.
Because she was originally a lively person, she changed her job from the cashier because it was too boring. She could not only get paid for errands by helping deliver goods, but also go out for a stroll and kill two birds with one stone.
Other employees in the supermarket were too lazy to move. Ye Qing's ability to take over this job made the boss worry a lot. A salary increase is far more cost-effective than hiring a delivery boy.
Electric tricycles are used for delivering goods. There is no place to sit in the back seat. In addition, this kind of car cannot carry people in the back seat.
So Ai Liang could only squeeze into the driver's seat with Ye Qing.
Fortunately, the driver's seat is relatively spacious, and both of them are on the thin side, so there is no problem sitting there.
Ai Liang sat half-assed on the chair, trying to keep a distance from Ye Qing.
Ye Qing was very happy to see Ai Liang's appearance.
"I don't care what you mind. You didn't think I was interested in you after hearing a few words from Sister Li, right? Although you are very handsome, you are not to the extent that I would fall in love with you at first glance.
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"It's out of respect."
Ai Liang still sat on the edge motionless.
"How should I put it? You are really interesting."
Ye Qing started the tricycle: "It's completely different from ordinary people."
The tone of the words "ordinary people" is particularly prominent, as if it is implying something.
"This is normal."
Ai Liang thought for a while, in the past when others approached him, he would also take a step back.
As for the temptation in Ye Qing's mouth, Ai Liang ignored it.
"According to common sense, this is not the case. Now there is an opportunity to have sex with a beautiful girl in a legitimate way. How can a normal boy keep his distance?"
Ye Qing sighed at this point: "Or am I too narcissistic to be in your eyes?"
"It turns out you know that you are beautiful and cute."
"Thank you for the compliment, of course I know."
Ye Qing's face suddenly filled with a happy smile.
"You can see this face when you look in the mirror every day, no matter how much you say it, you can tell."
During the conversation, the two people had arrived downstairs in the residential building.
Ye Qing took out the car key and put her index finger on the key ring and turned it.
"Many people wrote love letters to me in the three years of junior high school. No matter how much I didn't want to know, others would let me know."
"Or do you think I'm the kind of person who clearly knows that I'm beautiful, but says, 'Oh no, there's no such thing as that'?"
You really worked hard enough to set me up.
Ai Liang said secretly in his heart.
Ye Qing said this simply because he wanted Ai Liang to think that he had said something wrong and feel indebted.
Once a person has this kind of mentality, in the subsequent conversation, he will unconsciously confide his feelings to the debtor to "make up for" the gaffe he just made.
A small trick often used in thick black studies.
As for the coping method, it is also very simple. Just change the topic and that's it. It's best to praise the other person without any trace at the same time.
For example:
"No, I'm just a little surprised that you live alone and your skin is still so white."
Ai Liang looked at Ye Qing's right hand, which was turning the key. There were no rough wrinkles or calluses on it due to work and housework. It was very smooth and white.
"Is this the point... Although I don't like makeup, it doesn't mean that I don't care about my image at all. I usually take good care of myself."
Ye Qing jumped out of the car, picked up the big bag containing the quilt and shouted to Ai Liang: "Help open the door."
"No, I can carry these things up by myself. You'd better go back quickly. What if someone goes shopping at this time?"
As he said this, Ai Liang was about to take the handbag from Ye Qing.
"Hey, hey, you're not happy with someone acting as free labor. I came here to help for the sake of our neighbors."
Ye Qing avoided Ai Liang's hand, obviously not wanting to go back so soon.
In desperation, Ai Liang could only accept Ye Qing's "help".
While riding in the elevator, Ye Qing was finally willing to ignore the circle and go straight to the topic.
"Ai Liang, I remember you seem to be from Nevada City. Why do you come so far to study in Qianhua?" Ye Qing looked at Ai Liang and asked with a smile.
"Family Factors."
In just a few words, Ai Liang summed up the bloody drama that could be filmed for at least twenty episodes.
"Family...are your parents having a conflict?"
Ye Qing didn't immediately persuade Ai Liang to open up, or say some words of mutual understanding, but instead speculated on the reason. She did this better than many adults.
Many adults, when there is a conflict between parents and children, will immediately attribute the problem to the children, thinking that the children are too willful and cannot understand the difficulties of their parents.
Because they are adults themselves and will not admit that they are wrong.
"Absolutely. I just wanted to stay away from them, so I came to Qianhua City."
Seeing that Ai Liang didn't want to say more, Ye Qing didn't ask any more questions and ended the topic in a sensible way.
The elevator door opens.
Ai Liang and Ye Qing walked out of the elevator one after another.
"Then why did you come to Qianhua? There should be many cities to choose from." Ye Qing asked, changing the topic.
“When I was young, I heard that Qianhua City’s scenery and social atmosphere were very good, so I applied here.”
Ai Liang took out the key and opened the security door. Ye Qing just put the things at the door with no intention of coming in.
"It's okay to say that the scenery is good, but Qianhua City has a good atmosphere...are you kidding? Saying it's smoky is a bit flattering to Qianhua City, okay?"
Ye Qing mercilessly complained about the city where she lives: "You know, there was an armed robbery in Qianhua yesterday, and it was a bank!"
Ye Qing stood in front of Ai Liang's house and talked about yesterday's robbery.
"I heard that the robbers also kidnapped two hostages. Until now, I haven't heard from the police that they released the hostages, and I don't know whether they are dead or alive."
Living, he is in front of you now.
Ai Liang muttered in his heart.
"My impression of Qianhua City is still from a few years ago. Before I came here, I didn't know what Qianhua City was like." Ai Liang added.
"That's true... After all, Qianhua was indeed one of the top five livable cities in the Asian League a few years ago."
Ye Qing paused and said, "I heard that Qianhua City has become what it is now, mainly because of your Neihua City."
"Because of Neihua..." Ai Liang fell silent for a moment as if thinking of something.
"Yes, I heard that the Asian Federation cracked down on the evil forces in Nevada City before, which caused many people to come to Qianhua, so Qianhua became what it is now."
As he spoke, Ye Qing suddenly lowered his voice and whispered: "However, I heard that those people did not come here because of the attack by the Asian Federation at all, but there was a killer who bloodbathed all the underground forces in Nevada City for revenge.
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Ai Liang smiled and said: "How could that kind of movie plot happen in reality?"
"Haha, just kidding, this is actually from the story collection I read recently."
Ye Qing waved to Ai Liang: "Okay, it's time for me to go back to work. See you later."
"Well, see you later."
After closing the door, Ai Liang faced the living room, not knowing what to say.
I can only sigh that Musi is really talented and is not afraid of being approached by people who bought false information about him before.