"An'an, have you noticed that Yan Qing looks at you a little strangely?"

Qiao Mei released the aircraft, and her beautiful eyebrows frowned: "What's weird? Why didn't I notice it?"

To be honest, she felt that Yan Qing was very easy to get along with, and she felt comfortable talking to her without any discomfort.

So I didn’t agree with Ao Cang.

But she still asked more, why did he feel that way?

Ao Cang recalled Yan Qing's sometimes a little too sticky look when he looked at Qiao Mei, and the incident of secretly taking photos of Qiao Mei.

Tell them all one by one.

As for the secretly taken photos, Qiao Mei thinks they are all of the same sex, so it’s nothing.

As for the sticky eyes.

She thought about it carefully and found no relevant memory in her mind.

So he comforted Ao Cang: "You must be overthinking it. Don't say that I didn't feel it. You just talked about the time when I met her and the fact that it was the first time we met in reality. Do you think she

Where will I get the opportunity? What thoughts and thoughts do you have for me?"

Her words were not unreasonable. Ao Cang became dumb and could only purse his lips and stop talking, and his mood became gloomy.

He wanted to say that his intuition told him that there must be something wrong with Yan Qing, but Qiao Mei didn't believe him, and he couldn't prove it...

Qiao Mei didn't hear him speak anymore and looked down at him.

Only then did I realize that his whole dragon seemed to be in autistic state, and I guessed the reason why he was like this.

After thinking for a while, he turned on the autopilot mode, lowered his head and rubbed his dragon's head, and whispered softly:

"Stop thinking nonsense. I really don't think there is anything wrong with Yan Qing, but if you insist on thinking so, I will pay attention to it when I get along with her in the future and try to have as little close contact with her as possible.

Do you think it’s okay to have a close relationship with her before she has no problem?”

Qiao Mei's words were very sincere and there was nothing wrong with them.

Ao Cang quickly raised his dragon head and met her sincere red eyes. Unable to hold back his love for her and the emotion in his heart, he stretched out his forked dragon tongue and licked her face.

"Okay, I'll listen to An An."

Seeing that she had finally coaxed him, Qiao Mei breathed a sigh of relief, then went back to read the news in the [Three Sworn Brothers] group, and answered a few questions from Shang Duojin and Shu Qingqing.

After that, she concentrated on looking at the mecha materials she got from Yan Qing, planning to study them when she went back at night to see where to start manufacturing them first.

For the development of materials, a first version can be completed online using a connector, and then the final version can be made based on the online first version.

The overall process is similar to the process of drawing design drawings for clothes first and then making them into ready-made clothes.

After arriving home, Qiao Mei took Ao Cang to take a simple shower, then turned on the desktop optical computer, looked at the assembly materials, and planned to do the preliminary splicing of the arm.

Ao Cang was placed on the bed by Qiao Mei. Looking at her concentrated expression, and then at his body that had turned into a human form, he felt inexplicably left out.

Before, he clearly knew that as soon as he turned into a human body, Qiao Mei would immediately come over and hug his body so that he could absorb the golden wish power from her...

The more Ao Cang thought about it, the more aggrieved he became. After he slumped down, he felt that he was a bit too annoying like this.

He clearly had an emotional quarrel with Qiao Mei just once today, and now if he had another quarrel, would Qiao Mei find him annoying?

Qiao Mei didn't know that the boy on the bed was still struggling with this kind of thing. At the moment, he was concentrating on making the design of the mecha arm.

She has come into contact with several control-type mechas before. In terms of general structure, they are actually not much different from the modern game mechas she has made.

There are fewer differences and it is easier to adjust.

Therefore, the difficulty is not her main consideration at present, but the style and the effect after production.

Qiao Mei touched her chin, and many game mechas she had made in modern times suddenly appeared in her mind, but none of them seemed more suitable.

Until, from the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the boy who was already lying on the bed, hugging the pillow she usually pillowed on, and burying his head on it and sucking.

"..." Qiao Mei stared at him with complicated eyes for a while, but she didn't interrupt his strange behavior.

After he looked away before he noticed her, he remembered his previous appearance when he was in his eight-year-old shota form.

I quickly started to draw a rough sketch.

The drawing process was very time-consuming. When she finished the sketch, she looked at the time and saw that it was already past ten o'clock in the morning.

But fortunately, the sketch has been drawn.

She took a look at the finished product on the sketch, and instead of calling Ao Cang to come and take a look, she clicked save first, planning to find time to refine it tomorrow.

There were only bedside lamps on the left and right sides of the bed in the house, so she turned on the left one for Ao Cang.

Under the warm yellow light, the boy has fallen asleep and his breathing has become very steady.

In his arms, he was holding the pillow she slept on.

Qiao Mei got on the bed and tentatively took out her pillow from his hand, but Ao Cang held her tightly and couldn't pull it out at all.

She didn't want to wake him up, so she could only lift up the quilt left by him after sighing, and tuck herself in. Then she slowly approached his body, turned on the optical brain bracelet, turned off the bedside lamp, and looked around.

Immediately plunged into darkness.

The girl's arms accurately found Ao Cang's waist, pulled him into her arms, rested her chin on his head and closed her eyes.

At this moment, she suddenly felt that something was wrong with the breath spraying on her neck.

She was stunned for a moment, lowering her eyes in the night to look at the little head in her arms, only to realize that Ao Cang had woken up at some point.

"An'an." The boy's voice was a little hoarse, which made Qiao Mei's ears numb. She responded to him and asked him, did she wake him up?

"No, I wasn't asleep to begin with. I've been waiting for you to go to bed."

I just didn't expect that I would have to wait for such a long time, until he fell asleep.

"That's good, then go to bed quickly. We have classes tomorrow. Some of them are related to the Familiar Beasts, so you have to attend them, so don't stay up too late."

Ao Cang said "hmm", buried his head in Qiao Mei's arms a little more, and said in a dull tone: "An'an, you will have a lot of time to be busy with private matters in the future, right? Will you...

."

He wanted to ask her if she would ignore him because of those things.

But when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them because he didn't want to annoy Qiao Mei, closed his golden eyes, pursed his lips and said: "Forget it, it's nothing, I suddenly forgot what I wanted to say, go to sleep, An'an."<

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Qiao Mei was not a fool. She heard the uneasiness and dullness in Ao Cang's tone when he spoke. After sighing, she directly completed the second half of the sentence that he could not finish.
Chapter completed!