My years as an artificial intelligence [Quick Transmigration]

Sheng Yiming lay beside Yuan Yang, staring at his sleeping face.

Yuanyang may not know it, but Sheng Yiming, who has been with him for countless years, knows that he has a little habit of sleeping.He always pursed his lips unconsciously, leaving a small gap between his lips, breathing very quietly, like a well-fed cat.

His chest heaved slightly, his eyelashes trembled.

Sheng Yiming stretched out his hand to trace on his face.Even in every world, his face is different, but as long as he thinks that this body is filled with the soul that belongs to Yuanyang, Sheng Yiming's mood can't help but agitate.

When did you start to put this person in your heart and never want to be touched by anyone else?

Maybe at the beginning, he stood outside the crowd and saw him showing extremely sad and desperate eyes; or when he always raised his clothes and teased him in front of him, he couldn't help but get angry It may also be when he saw that he, who revealed his identity, suddenly changed from a flesh-and-blood person to a cold and ruthless appearance, which made him want to explore the reason for this.

Perhaps it was also when he said that what he wanted was freedom, that Sheng Yiming finally understood that what they understood was different; and when he was in Xiaobai's body and finally had the opportunity to get along with him day and night, Seeing his incomparably innocent smiling face and retracting his whole body into his body, his feelings deteriorated.

He can no longer attack this small system, he just wants to silently guard him by his side.

001 knew that he was already possessed.

I fell into the magic of this small system called Yuanyang.

If the freedom he wants is outside, then he will wish him a helping hand. When his dream is fulfilled, when the relationship between the two of them is no longer opposed, and when he appears in front of him with his true identity, the small system will recognize it. him?Will you show him that smile again?

001 tried to love for the first time, and he was at a loss.

Right now, he just wants to cherish this hard-won opportunity.If possible, he would like to keep Yuanyang by his side for a longer period of time. Even if we can't be together in the end, in order not to leave any regrets, he feels that it is worthwhile to bring Yuanyang's soul to this adventure.

001, also known as Sheng Yiming, saw Yuanyang staring blankly at the "Exit Game" button in the lower right corner countless times, and wanted to reach out with trembling hands several times, but finally turned off the panel with lowered eyebrows.

Is he close to home and is timid, or does he want to fulfill the agreement with 945?

Even from Yuanyang's expression, Sheng Yiming couldn't get the answer.He hugged the ocean at night, feeling like this time was stolen.

At least until the end, he just wants to be with him.

Yuanyang's injured foot finally recovered during the third month of living in Sheng's mansion.Yuanyang can finally get out of the wheelchair and walk upright.But he is used to sitting in a wheelchair, so let him walk by himself, he is really too lazy to move, so he simply removed the plaster cast on his feet and sat in the wheelchair and wandered around the yard, causing people who came to Sheng's house to think that Sheng Yiming's golden house was hidden Jiao is a disabled person.

"He hasn't been cured yet," Lei Ningjie, one of Sheng Yiming's friends and a partner of Sheng Yiming's company, raised his chin and pointed to Yuanyang who was trimming flowers with scissors in the yard, "How long has it been? Wouldn't it be because of the injury that you stayed at your house and refused to leave?"

Sheng Yiming smiled faintly: "I just think he'll hang on."

The loneliness in his tone made Lei Ningjie, who is familiar with Sheng Yiming's character, look at him in surprise, "Brother, you don't really like him, do you? You have been single for so many years, and you turned gay in the end? All right, boy, do you think the old lady Will you agree? She has been counting on holding a grandson."

Sheng Yiming snorted and laughed: "With the current technology, even if I don't go to battle in person, I can have seven or eight children. The old lady is too pedantic. She wants me to get married and have a serious bridal chamber with someone else's family. Just wait. Anyway, it's not me who is in a hurry."

"No, you're serious!" Lei Ningjie became more and more wrong as he heard it, how could things be arranged in the future? "It won't affect you to get married and have children after the little boy's playing. I think this little boy is willing to risk his life to save you. He won't even disagree with such a trivial matter."

On this point, Sheng Yiming didn't want to talk too much with this prodigal son Lei, so he just talked about business matters after a few perfunctory sentences.

Sheng Yiming's study room can see the scenery of the garden at any time. He sat on the seat, and when he was discussing business with Lei Ningjie, he would look up from time to time to confirm the location of Yuanyang. Lei Ningjie endured it for more than an hour, but couldn't help Li Liao: "I'm so worried about him, just call him in and sit next to you. Looking at it this way, I thought I was going to delay Boss Sheng's important affairs."

Sheng Yiming coughed a few times: "Sorry, I couldn't help it. Go on."

Lei Ningjie rolled his eyes, and couldn't help but think in his heart, it's better for his little lover to be more caring, as long as he pays for it.

And here.

Yuanyang seemed to have forgotten the fact that he was living under the fence, and ordered the servants to put the potted plants in the place he designated.

"Host..." 945 whispered.

Yuanyang let the wheelchair slide a little farther, admired his masterpiece from a distance, and replied casually: "What's wrong? The system?"

945: "...Host, aren't you a bit too leisurely? Are you still doing the mission?"

Yuan Yang raised his eyebrows: "Isn't this what you've been doing all the time? How good is your favorability now?"

945 paused: "Okay, although it's already reached 70...but this figure hasn't risen for three weeks! Before that, it kept increasing by one in two or three days, and now it doesn't move at all!"

Yuanyang shrugged: "Oh, I can't help it. I'm acting like this now, and I can't do my best. How about trying to hit third base tonight? Maybe there will be a breakthrough."

Sheng Yiming in the study directly broke the pen in his hand.

945 said angrily: "Host! Can you stop thinking about feelings so superficially! It's not just a combination of sex that will sublimate the relationship! You should care about the life of the target of the capture anyway! Will you ask for help? Will you be considerate? No? Even if you don’t want to, just put on a show! Host, you’ve come to this point with great difficulty. Read more about what’s written in the guide. What’s wrong with washing your hands and making soup? Hold a long talk on the balcony when you are busy, give him a massage when you are tired, these small details will show that you care about him!"

Yuanyang studied with an open mind, and he nodded from time to time: "Oh, that's it. I learned it. Then let's do the same." He thought for a while, and then asked, "Can't love each other for a long time? Do all these things. What are you doing?"

In the study, Lei Ningjie gave Sheng Yiming a strange look: "What's wrong? Brother Ming, why is your face so red?"

Sheng Yiming covered his forehead and waved his hand: "No...it's nothing."

945 knew very well what the host said about love with each passing day. It sighed deeply, and subconsciously said: "Host, I think you are a little different after you wake up."

Yuanyang raised his eyelids: "Really?"

945 chattered endlessly: "I used to be very active in everything I did. Is it because what happened to your elder brother made you sad?"

Yuan Yang casually said, "Maybe."

He turned the wheelchair: "Let's go, the first step is to wash your hands and make soup."

945 immediately put this little bit of doubt behind him: "Let's go! Host, I'll download the recipe right away. With my help, your meal will definitely not be too bad!"

When it was time for lunch, Yuanyang asked casually, "Dasheng, what's your favorite dish?"

The corners of Sheng Yiming's mouth couldn't help but raised, he held back his joy and said, "Well...it's good to eat anything with you. Hot pot..."

Hot pot is one of Xiaosystem's favorite delicacies.He has been holding back for more than three months because of his wound, so he must be hungry.

"Hot pot!" Yuan Yang's eyes lit up, "Can I eat hot pot too?"

Sheng Yiming couldn't help but smiled and said: "Yes, you can eat anything that you have been taboo from today. I asked the doctor this morning. Let's make hot pot together tonight."

"Alas!" Yuanyang said happily, "I haven't gone shopping for a long time! Let's go shopping together!"

Sheng Yiming smiled: "Okay. Let's go out together."

After the two of them took a nap and packed up, Sheng Yiming took Yuan Yang's hand and went to the garage to pick up the car together.

There was no one in the dark garage except the two of them.

Sheng Yiming was about to start the car when Yuanyang, who was sitting in the co-pilot wearing a seat belt, suddenly turned sideways, hugged Sheng Yiming and kissed him passionately, so that Sheng Yiming directly pressed Yuanyang back on the seat vigorously.

Several security guards in the security room watched strangely as the boss brought Young Master Yuan into the car together, but they couldn't see the car start for a long time.

After a long time, Sheng Yiming took out his hands from Yuanyang's clothes with a full face of patience, arranged the clothes for him, wiped off the wet marks on Yuanyang's face, and said in a hoarse voice, "Let's go, go shopping first."

Yuanyang hung on Sheng Yiming's body, biting his ear: "Dasheng...won't you try the car shock..."

The hot breath made Sheng Yiming's forehead twitch and twitch, he endured and endured, and finally patted his ass: "...Next time...Next time I will satisfy you."

Before that, he had never had the experience of shopping with Yuanyang, and he didn't want to spoil the date that Yuanyang proposed.

Even if his purpose is just to increase his favorability, it doesn't matter to Sheng Yiming.

Yuan Yang let go of his hands in disappointment: "Oh, that's fine."

Sheng Yiming laughed: "Why are you so disappointed? Didn't you say you want to go shopping together?" He glanced at the time, "It's still early, do you want to go to the movies? After the movie, let's buy vegetables and go home to make hot pot."

He pretended to ask this casually, and saw Yuan Yang nestled back on the seat again, "It's all fine, you decide."

Sheng Yiming clenched his fist secretly: "Okay, then I'll let them book the tickets."

Wait for the car to drive out of the villa area and enter the noisy urban area.

Sheng Yiming parked the car in the underground garage next to the cinema. He wanted to continue holding hands, but when he saw that there were many people around him, he wanted to retract his outstretched hand, but a warm hand came up and held his hand. hand, he turned his head to look, Yuanyang didn't seem to know what he was doing subconsciously, and didn't seem to notice that Sheng Yiming was going to take back his hand. He took Sheng Yiming's right hand and looked around: "Do you want to buy something before watching the movie?" Popcorn and Coke, I read it on the Internet."

The voice of No. 945 came out suddenly: "Ah, host! The favorability has increased to 80 at once! What have you done!"

Yuanyang looked blank: "Ah? What? I didn't do anything."

945 is right, only small details can show how much he cares about this person.It's just that not everyone is suitable for what it says.

Sheng Yiming held Yuanyang's hand tightly and strode forward.

"Look, the two boys over there are holding hands! Are they gay? The one in front must be Gong! Oh my god, both of them are so handsome!"

"Wait a minute... the man in front is not the young president of the Sheng Corporation, is he... He actually likes men?! Big news!"

"Hey, the handsome guy will eventually become gay, can you give us single young women a chance!"

Yuanyang followed Sheng Yiming's footsteps and took a step slightly away from him. He saw a thin red color on Sheng Yiming's ears.