The Monster I Was Redeemed

　　 Yang Xingyue picked up the note and lay on the armrest of the sofa. The desk was next to the sofa. Yue Qihua moved out of the room deliberately.

　　Poetry?

　　 Ai Liang took the notebook. He only flipped through it when he first got the notebook and didn't carefully check it page by page.

　　 As expected, there is a short poem on the last few pages of the notebook.

　　 Can the king of Crete judge himself?

　　The temptation of desire makes the latter take the magic box of disaster

　　The elves of the orchard are clothed with the incarnation of the **** of beauty and love

　　 The goddess who is keen to provoke discord

　　 Why don’t you avoid the narcissistic narcissus?

　　The goddess of the earth who gave birth to all things

　　 The mother of monsters from the source of sin should perish forever.

　　 Judging from the handwriting, this is indeed written by Xu Zhihai, but what is the meaning of this poem?

　　 Ai Liang didn't see the reason after reading it. He just closed the notebook and asked Yang Xingyue directly to the soul: "Is today's paper finished?"

　　 I don't know what to say, just ask her if the paper is finished.

　　 This is Ai Liang's experience in two years.

　　 Yang Xingyue stayed on the spot like being struck by lightning. She wanted to come over and share the joy of exploration, but she was beaten back to her original form in one sentence.

　　 As she kept her face on her stomach, her neckline was springing up, so Ai Liang could see the aqua blue lace without observing it.

　　 Yang Xingyue didn't notice it at all. In front of Ai Liang, he was completely relaxed, and even looked at him pitifully with his mouth pouting.

　　 "I can't relax on the first day of the holiday, and study must be a combination of work and rest."

　　 Thinking of what Yue Qihua said to her at the bus stop, Yang Xingyue mustered up the courage to ask Ai Liang: "This afternoon is a holiday. Let's play games! Huahua has a lot of games."

　　 Yue Qihua also echoed next to him: "That's right, since I taught you Xingyue, I have been lecturing almost every day, so I have to relax occasionally."

　　 Rest? It is probably Yue Qihua's ghost idea, Yang Xingyue would never take the initiative to take a break while studying.

　　 Ai Liang glanced at the smiling Yue Qihua, and strengthened his thoughts.

　　 But then I thought about looking at the mountain of test papers on the desk, and then turned to look at Yang Xingyue who was eager, Ai Liang thought of the sea of ​​questions under the exam-oriented education in his previous life.

　　 Then nodded in the gaze of the two: "Let’s rest this afternoon."

　　 Yang Xingyue cheered: "I'll get the game console!"

　　 After that, she quickly ran to the TV cabinet and took out Yue Qihua's game console: "Huahua, how do I use this?"

　　 "Hey, don't intervene, just let me come."

　　 Yue Qihua put down her phone and hurriedly put on her slippers for fear that Yang Xingyue might damage her baby.

　　 After the two finally played the game console, Ai Liang had already changed his shoes at the door with the notebook in his hand.

　　 "Wait a moment! Ai Liang, where are you going?"

　　 Yue Qihua rushed over to hold Ai Liang's arm on the doorknob and asked.

　　 "Go home, didn't you say you want to rest in the afternoon?"

　　 Facing Ai Liang's pretending to be stupid, Yue Qihua frowned and said in a low voice: "Don't tell me that you don't understand what Xingyue means, but I just want to call you to play games, not to eat you or run."

　　 Yue Qihuati slipped Ai Liang and pressed him on the carpet in front of the TV.

　　 "Since Ai Liang doesn't want to play...just forget it." Yang Xingyue knelt and said quietly.

　　 Just when Yue Qihua wanted to say something, Yang Xingyue suddenly lowered her head and ran into the room, and it didn't take long before she walked out with a novel.

　　 "Ai Liang, if you don't want to play games, just read a novel, this book is your thank you for teaching me all the time." Yang Xingyue held the novel with both hands and looked very serious.

　　 "It's so hot outside, why don't you go back later."

　　 Yue Qihua looked at Yang Xingyue with a little surprise, this attitude changed too quickly, right? Still twitching in the morning, it turned into a storm in the afternoon?

　　 Not only Yue Qihua, but even Ai Liang was amazed at Yang Xingyue's sudden change of character. Was this girl **** up again?

　　 But compared to Yang Xingyue's sudden change of active character, the novel attracts Ai Liang's attention even more.

　　 It just happened that he had just finished reading his novel recently, and he just wanted to leave just because he planned to go to the bookstore to buy new spiritual food.

　　 Now there is a new book that I haven't read, Ai Liang accepts it without refusing.

　　 Seeing Ai Liang accept the gift, Yang Xingyue, who was originally depressed, smiled again.

　　‘Being strong, it was revealed in less than a minute, and this kid is too easy to be satisfied. ’

　　 Yue Qihua sighed slightly while supporting her forehead.

　　 Ai Liang directly tore off the novel film and leaned on the sofa to read it. The game console that had just been turned on was returned to the TV cabinet by Yue Qihua.

　　 A quiet afternoon began.

　　 Ai Liang is the same as usual, leaning on the armrest of the sofa to read a novel, it is just a change of environment and two more people around him.

　　 Yang Xingyue puts on her mobile phone and puts on her earphones, lying on the other side of the sofa, seemingly chasing a drama.

　　 Yue Qihua was very witty and didn't squeeze on the sofa. She took out the laptop from the bedroom and put it on the dining table. She kept tapping on the keyboard. It should be a game.

　　 Sitting next to Ai Liang, Yang Xingyue was a little restless at first, because this was the first time she had actively invited the opposite **** to stay where she lived.

　　 Every once in a while, she would sneak a glance at Ai Liang to observe his reaction. As for the TV series on the phone, she didn't even watch it.

　　 It was getting late, Ai Liang suddenly felt that something was leaning over, and turned her head to see Yang Xingyue did not know when she had fallen asleep. The thing leaning over was her head.

　　 A young girl is unsuspectingly leaning on her shoulders. It's hard for a normal person to care about it.

　　 But Ai Liang is not a normal person. When Yang Xingyue put her shoulder on her shoulder, she felt that she was actually awake.

　　 You are not afraid of cervical spondylosis. I am also afraid of frozen shoulder.

　　 Ai Liang turned her gaze to Yue Qihua who was not far away. She was very sensitive to her vision. After ten seconds, she moved her head away from the computer screen and turned to the sofa.

　　‘Help me wake her up. ’

　　 Yue Qihua understood Ai Liang's vision, but she smirked and blinked at Ai Liang.

　　‘Let Xingyue lean on it without losing a piece of meat. ’

　　 Yue Qihua saw through Ai Liang's mind, he was embarrassed to wake up Yang Xingyue directly so he asked himself to help.

　　 After conveying her meaning, Yue Qihua picked up her laptop and returned to the bedroom lightly, as if she was creating a space for the two of them to be alone.

　　 I don't know if it was affected by the secretion of dopamine or was really sleepy, Yang Xingyue, who was leaning on Ai Liang's shoulder, slowly entered a state of deep sleep from pretending to sleep.

　　 She was worried about embarrassment if she didn't push away at first, but now she is embarrassed to push away, Ai Liang can only keep this position and continue reading.

　　 Time continues to pass. The sun has set. Ai Liang glanced out the window. He fixed Yang Xingyue's body with his mind and put the cushion of the sofa behind her.

　　 After finishing all this, Ai Liang opened Yue Qihua's room.

　　 "Where is Xingyue?"

　　 Yue Qihua sat cross-legged on the bed, with a folding table in front of her, and a laptop on the table.

　　 "Still sleeping, it's going to get dark, I should go back."

　　 Ai Liang gently concealed the door of the room, and looked at Yue Qihua's room.

　　 It can only be said that Yue Qihua is a woman called Sister Hua. The overall tone of the room is blue and black, and the walls are covered with game posters.

　　 Various unclear mechanical models are placed on tables and shelves, and fluorescent stickers of mathematical formulas are also pasted on the wardrobe.

　　 The whole is full of cyber science fiction, which is like a girl's room.

　　 "Whatever you look at, I just like this style, can't you?"

　　Yue Qihua looked at Ai Liang who was looking around in an angry voice.

　　 "Nothing, I feel pretty good."

　　 It is rude to look at other people's rooms recklessly, but the two have known each other for a long time and they are not people who mind such trivial matters.

　　 "Give you a face to Sister Hua before you leave after dinner. Anyway, you are in your family alone, so you still have to order takeaway when you go back."

　　 Yue Qihua said in a tone that could not be rejected.

　　 "Let the nanny see me, a boy and you two girls having dinner with me, it will not affect..."

　　 Ai Liang tried to politely refuse.

　　 "Neither of us girls mind what you worry about."

　　Yue Qihua picked up the pillow and slammed it at Ai Liang and said unhappily, "The nanny took a leave of absence because of his son's illness, and she had takeaway at night."

　　 Ai Liang grabbed the flying pillow.

　　 How embarrassed you to order the take-out by yourself and tell me frankly.

　　 "Do you see what those mathematical formulas are?"

　　 Yue Qihua looked at Ai Liang with provocative eyes. Since Ai Liang has taken away her first age, she often looks for opportunities in other ways.

"No."

　　 Ai Liang answered honestly.

　　 Yue Qihua proudly smiled and said: "Hmph, these are mathematical modeling formulas, as long as you enter the formulas in the modeling software, the corresponding model will be outlined."

　　 She was a genius in the mouth of relatives and friends since she was a child, but she ate at Ai Liang again and again. Finding something that Ai Liang was not good at made Yue Qihua very relieved.

　　 She waved to Ai Liang: "Come here and show you something."

　　 Yue Qihua, who was sitting on the bed, moved her body inward and let Ai Liang sit down by the bed.

　　On weekdays, Yue Qihua is too mature. Only at this time can I feel that she is also a fourteen-five-year-old child.

　　 Because of the angle problem, Ai Liang couldn't see the computer screen, so he sprinted towards Yue Qihua with his left hand supporting the bed.

　　 "Take the formula on the wardrobe as an example, and enter (x2+(9/4)y2+z2-1)3-x2z3-(1/10)y2z3=0 here."

　　 Yue Qihua called up the math keyboard to input formulas quickly.

　　 Click to image, a simple heart-shaped 3D model appears on the computer screen.

　　 "It's amazing." Yue Qihua raised a smile and looked at Ai Liang.

　　 "It's amazing."

　　 Ai Liang nodded and said perfunctorily.

　　 The two sit on the same bed, very close, and the beautiful atmosphere lingers around.

　　 The afterglow of the setting sun shines through the curtains into the room. In this quiet and dim environment, Yue Qihua feels that a certain string in her heart has been touched.

　　 Looking at Ai Liang's close face, Yue Qihua's heart jumped wildly.

　　 Only then did she discover how close the two were. Ai Liang’s hands were supported behind him because he was sitting obliquely, and she could lie down in someone’s arms with just a slight tilt.

　　 As long as she gets closer, Ai Liang can kiss her face as soon as she turns her head.

　　 If you face him...

'What am I thinking! ’

　　 Yue Qihua was startled by her own thoughts, she kept scratching the folding table with a rustle, which was a small habit when she was nervous.

　　 As soon as the ambiguous atmosphere began to spread, I heard a bewildered voice: "Huahua, has Ai Liang gone back?"

　　 Yang Xingyue, who had been asleep for some time, pushed open Yue Qihua's door.

　　 Yue Qihua was frightened by the sudden movement and her shoulders trembled and quickly moved away from Ai Liang.

　　 She suddenly reacted: Why am I nervous when I haven't done anything wrong?

　　 "Ah, Ai Liang, you are...what are you doing?"

　　 Yang Xingyue looked at the two of them suspiciously, feeling that something terrible happened while he was sleeping.

　　 Why do you wake up after a nap and see your sweetheart and sister sitting on the same bed?

　　 "Yes...I'm showing Ai Liang a 3D model..."

　　 "Sister Hua just introduced me to the mathematical modeling formula." Seeing the stuttering Yue Qihua Ai Liang took the initiative to help him out.

　　 "That's it." Yang Xingyue just woke up and looked a little in a trance. She clutched her belly and asked: "Huahua, why the nanny aunty hasn't come over to cook yet, I'm hungry."

　　 Yue Qihua looked at Yang Xingyue, who was sleepy-eyed, with a sigh of relief and quickly sorted out her emotions: "Her son is sick and takes a leave today, to eat takeaway or go out to eat."

　　 Yang Xingyue, who was still a little confused, thought that Ai Liang was still sending out an invitation: "It's so late, so why don't Ai Liang have dinner with us."

　　 She looked straight at Ai Liang: "Don't refuse the second time!"

　　 Because Ai Liang had refused once at school at noon, Yang Xingyue did not plan to let him go this time.

　　 "I have promised to stay for dinner."

　　 Ai Liang said after getting up from the bed.

　　 "We have to clean up the table when we eat takeout, why don't we go out to eat together!"

　　 Yang Xingyue immediately became energetic when he heard that he was about to eat with Ai Liang, and turned around to go back to the room to change clothes.

　　 was held by Ai Liang within two steps: "Is there any ingredients in the refrigerator? I'll cook."

　　Ai Liang's light and fluttering sentence is like a depth bomb, instantly stirring up a thousand waves.

　　 Yang Xingyue exclaimed: "Hey?! Ai Liang, you still cook?"

　　 Yue Qihua raised her brows: "Fake?"

　　 The two abandoned living houses looked at Ai Liang together.

　　 The two occasionally wash clothes. UU read www.uukānshu.com, but most of the housework is handed over to the nanny, plus they have to go to school, so it’s not their turn to cook.

　　" Cooking alone is the most basic skill."

　　 Ai Liang's words were like a sword piercing his heart, and the two of them turned away and dared not look at him.

　　 Losing to a boy in such a place makes them feel a little bit delicate.

　　Of course, Ai Liang did not do this on a whim. He wanted food to capture the stomachs of the two little girls.

　　 It was too high-profile for the three of them to go out to eat together, and it was difficult for Wan to meet their family acquaintances along the way.

　　Especially Yang Xingyue’s father, used to go to a bookstore on a weekend date to help make up lessons and still understand it. It’s not the same to go out to eat together.

　　 Yang Xingguo wanted to see Ai Liang, who had been helping his daughter make up lessons, so he investigated him privately.

　　 If you let him know that he is going out for dinner with his daughter, then it will be difficult to do it.

　　 Ai Liang does not plan to meet Yang Xingguo, no, it should be said that it is best to never meet.

　　 Ai Liang came to the kitchen and put on an apron. The dress of the house husband made the two little girls look up while picking up the phone to secretly take pictures, and then exchange resources after taking pictures and videos.

　　 Ai Liangquan didn't see this behavior because it didn't work.

　　 It's a bit embarrassing to pat Yang Xingyue. It is obvious that people are here as a guest, so there is no reason for the guests to cook.

　　 "Or I will help you. Although I can't cook, it should be okay to wash rice and chop vegetables." Yang Xingyue walked over and said.

　　 Yue Qihua made a nice gesture and recorded both of them. The camera focused on the blushing Yang Xingyue.

　　 This scene will not be released until everyone is an adult. It is a good memory for everyone to watch it on the sofa.