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Chapter 38 Chatting

"But speaking of which, did you go out to play today?"

The fan blew Ye Qing's hair and caressed her cheek. This tickling comfort made her involuntarily squint her eyes, like a cat whose chin was scratched by its owner.

"When I came back at noon today, I found that you were not at home."

"Well, let's go out for a walk and get familiar with the environment of Qianhua City."

Ai Liang looked like the orange cat and Ye Qing was a little confused.

After not seeing each other for a few hours, Ye Qing seemed to be a completely different person. He was still very alert in the morning, but now he looked carefree.

This gave Ai Liang the feeling of adopting a stray cat.

When you left in the morning, it was nestled in the corner with great vigilance. When you got home from get off work in the evening, it was already sleeping openly on the sofa. Not only was it not afraid when it saw you, it even meowed to beg for food.

"Aren't you curious how I knew you weren't at home?"

Ye Qing chuckled: "Let's just say it first, I didn't knock on the door."

Ai Liang tilted his head and made a =_= expression, and then pointed at the outdoor unit of the air conditioner: "Usually I turn on the air conditioner when I'm at home."

"Well, I almost forgot that your observation skills are very keen."

Ye Qing pouted and said: "However, classmate Ai Liang, sometimes boys can't be very smart, can't you give me a sense of accomplishment..."

"Oh, definitely next time."

Ai Liang issued a declaration of free prostitution.

Ye Qing waved her hand in disgust: "No, no, it's like coaxing a child."

"Where did you go today? Tell me and listen." Ye Qing turned off her phone and faced Ai Liang.

Since they were separated by two security windows and their balconies were very close together, Ye Qing's chair always gave Ai Liang the feeling of visiting a prisoner.

Ask me about my itinerary...have you not let down your guard yet...

"I was looking for a bookstore in the morning, and in the afternoon I spent a day reading at the hotel where I stayed." Ai Liang answered truthfully.

Ye Qing straightened up, twisted her stiff neck, pinched her slightly sore shoulders and asked: "Reading...world famous books, social sciences, or criminal investigation decryption?"

Based on the analysis of Ai Liang's personality and the data collected at noon, Ye Qing concluded that the only books he could read were these.

It’s impossible for a genius like him to read romance novels only read by little girls!

"...youth campus."

"puff!"

Ye Qing choked on the air and couldn't help but make some strange popping sounds in her mouth. Her face turned red: "What you just said...youth campus?"

"Is there a problem?"

Ai Liang looked at Ye Qing calmly, wouldn't it be surprising for teenagers to read campus novels?

"No, no, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to laugh at you, but I didn't expect you to actually like reading this type of stuff. Based on your personality, I thought you must be reading those obscure and brain-burning books.

"

Ye Qing clasped her hands and bowed her head to apologize to Ai Liang, and winked playfully when she raised her head.

"I used to read famous novels, but... I didn't really like those stories about human nature."

Ai Liang paused mid-sentence before continuing.

Compared with those world famous books, Ai Liang would rather read some beautiful fairy tales.

In the real world, he is used to seeing the ugliness of human nature. If he takes the initiative to read such books even in the story, it is undoubtedly self-abuse.

Wouldn’t it be nice to watch something illusory and beautiful to heal yourself?

"Yes, yes, it's great to write some beautiful stories. I have to discuss human nature. Sometimes I want to read a book to relax and make myself even more depressed."

Ye Qing nodded vigorously with empathy.

"I think Youth Campus is weird?"

"It's a bit weird, but it's also a kind of cute contrast. I didn't expect you to be so cold-blooded on the outside, but you have a girlish heart."

Ye Qing teased with a wicked smile.

But she quickly changed the subject: "Speaking of you, you remind me of a former classmate. She also likes youth campus novels."

"But she usually reads world famous works in school and packages herself as a literary girl. You are much more honest than her in this regard."

"Actually, I've always wanted to ask her, isn't it tiring to wear a mask?"

Ai Liang somewhat understands this behavior. After all, if some people don't wear masks, they can't even live the most ordinary life.

"I also mentioned this morning that I know that I am beautiful but act like I don't know. In fact, I am talking about her."

Ye Qing let out a long sigh, as if just mentioning this classmate would make him exhausted.

"Although she likes to read those youth campus novels, she really reads the famous novels instead of just showing off in front of others. I think it's amazing that she can keep pretending like this."

"It seems like you have a good relationship with her?"

Ai Liang asked after making sure that this was not a topic Ye Qing avoided.

"It's a bad fate. I accidentally saw her true face before, and then we became familiar with each other inexplicably.

Her grades are good and she should come to our school, but I don’t know if she is in a key class, but...even if she is not in a key class, her family will definitely have connections to send her in!"

Ye Qing thought for a while and made a categorical prediction.

"Students in key classes..."

The figure of a certain literary (pseudo) girl suddenly appeared in Ai Liang's mind.

Probably not... Well, no matter how you look at it, Ye Qing was talking about the literary (pseudo) girl he met in the reading room today.

"Yi Wenna?" Ai Liang said the girl's name with a trying attitude.

"Eh? How did you know? You two know each other"

Ye Qing's expression became a little dull.

"This morning in the reading room of the bookstore, I met my classmates after school started. After chatting for a while, I felt that what you said was very similar to her." Ai Liang thought for a while and said.

Ye Qing clicked her tongue: "With your observation skills, you can tell that her disguise is normal."

Ai Liang did not deny it, he took out his phone and checked the time.

Ye Qing noticed Ai Liang's little movements and said tactfully: "I've been chatting with you for so long, and your clothes haven't been confiscated yet. Let's go get started... By the way, what's your mobile phone number? Can I add you as a friend?"

"09018******" Ai Liang reported his mobile phone number.

The civilian mobile phone number of the Asian Union is very different from the previous life. The first two characters represent the large area, followed by the specific city, then the area of ​​the city, and finally the personal number.

Ai Liang reported a series of numbers and asked: "Do you want honey chicken wings?"

Ye Qing, who was still entering the number, was stunned for a moment: "Are you going to make chicken wings? But you haven't had dinner yet. If you give me a portion, will you have enough for yourself?"

Ai Liang snorted: "It's about five or six pounds. The supermarket aunt asked me to share some with you. She said you ran too fast and disappeared before I could share the weight with you."

"So this is ah."

Ye Qing touched her head in embarrassment: "Actually, it's a waste to give me chicken wings. I only use them to make soup... If it's troublesome, just do your own portion and don't worry about me."

"I'm the one who took advantage of you, and it's not troublesome to make honey chicken wings."

Ai Liang shook his head slightly: "I divided these chicken wings into two portions. I made about three kilograms tonight, and the rest can be made again tomorrow."

"I'm sorry to bother you, I will definitely inform you of any discounts in the supermarket in the future!" Ye Qing promised, patting her chest excitedly.

Under the clavicle, the microwave rippled under the interaction force. Ai Liang looked away in embarrassment and hurried back to the house with his clothes.

So, do girls develop so early now?

Ai Liang stuffed the clothes into the closet with his hands, and silently stuffed the scene just now into the memory bank in his mind.


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