Transmigrated into the arms of the paranoid boss [Quick Transmigration]

At the strong request of Xia's mother, Bo Liang moved to Xia Qinghe's room, and Xia's mother bought an extra bed in Xia Qinghe's room.Xia Jiyue said that she wanted to hide it.

Bo Liang has just started school, and the school is very busy. Sometimes he will stay at school on weekends, but he doesn't have much time at home.

Xia Qinghe reads during the day and waits for Bo Liang at the door in the afternoon. If it is raining, he will sit by the window and watch the door, and Bo Liang can see him when he looks up.

It was raining a lot today, and thunder was roaring in the distance, Xia Qinghe asked the driver to pick up Bo Liang.

The black car drove in from the door, and Bo Liang lay by the window and waved to Xia Qinghe.

Xia Qinghe went downstairs, and Bo Liang put the flowers in Xia Qinghe's arms.

It was a bouquet of roses, the petals were bright and dripping, which matched Xia Qinghe's cold and white skin very well.

Xia Qinghe asked, "What day is today?"

"It's not such a day, I bought it when I saw it on the road."

Every time Bo Liang goes home, he always brings something for Xia Qinghe.Small cakes, small balloons, small glass bottles... There are all kinds of things, Xia Qinghe will add some small objects to the room after a while.

He used to buy some small things by himself, but after Bo Liang came, he bought all these things, and he liked the things he bought very much.

"Let me plug it in for you."

"No, I'll do it myself."

Xia Qinghe was holding the flowers, and Bo Liang helped him find a pair of scissors and a vase, and Bo Liang sat by and watched him cut the flowers.

The rain outside the window was gradually getting heavier, and the thunder was getting closer and closer. Xia Qinghe lowered his head, as if he was not affected by the outside world, and the huge house seemed extraordinarily quiet.

Bo Liang looked at Xia Qinghe's side face. Xia Qinghe always gave people the power of tranquility. When he was with him, the noise outside would automatically fade away.

Xia Qinghe arranged the flowers and put them on the table, then slid the wheelchair to the kitchen.

"I made creme brulee."

Xia Qinghe took out a fresh-keeping bowl from the refrigerator, just like presenting a treasure.

"Look, the color is also pretty, but I don't know if it tastes good." He took a spoon and handed it to Bo Liang, "Try it."

Bo Liang scooped out a piece of pudding with a spoon and handed it to Xia Qinghe's lips.

"You eat." Xia Qinghe looked at him expectantly.

He put it in his mouth, and the sweet taste of pudding filled his lips, and the taste was soft.

"good to eat."

Xia Qinghe breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good."

Bo Liang dug out a spoonful of pudding and handed it to Xia Qinghe's lips, Xia Qinghe hesitated for a moment and ate the pudding with the spoon in his mouth.

Thinking of Bo Liang eating pudding with this spoon just now, the root of his tongue is a little weak.

Thin Liang's shoelaces are loose

He moved closer to Bo Liang, bent down to tie Bo Liang's shoelaces.

Bo Liang looked at him in surprise, he almost missed the pudding in his hand, a thought flashed in his mind, Xia Qinghe probably didn't even tie his own shoelaces a few times.

Xia Qinghe raised his head, a thin blush floated on his indifferent face, his eyes were larger than ordinary people's, and his eyes were covered with thin ice all year round, revealing a sense of bewilderment and alienation from thousands of miles away.I wonder if the temperature of my lips can melt that thin layer of ice.

He pinched Xia Qinghe's chin, and couldn't help kissing the pair of beautiful eyes. The trembling eyelashes teased him, and he moved down to kiss those bright red lips.

Xia Qinghe was nervous and only remembered that he should close his eyes when kissing, but forgot to take a breath. When Bo Liang kissed him, his breathing stagnated.

Bo Liang only kissed him briefly and lightly, and after those lips left him, a flash of disappointment flashed in his heart.

"When kissing, open your mouth to breathe."

Bo Liang's thumb lightly caressed Xia Qinghe's lips, but such a light kiss made the lips so crimson. A deep kiss must have a more beautiful scene.

"I see."

Xia Qinghe looked at him with a blushing face, and with a thought, Bo Conscience planted a kiss on Xia Qinghe's cheek.

"I really like you." He couldn't help it.

"I like you too." Xia Qinghe grabbed Bo Liang's shoulders, trying to place a kiss on the side of Bo Liang's face, but the kiss accidentally landed on the corner of his lips.

He licked his lips, a little sweet.

Xia Qinghe didn't pay attention. In fact, this was the first real confession between the two of them.He only thought that he owed Bo Liang a formal confession, and he was very excited for saying this sentence.

Bo Liang looked at Xia Qinghe, and a certain part of his body seemed to become soft, which he would call "heart".

The technician didn't seem to lie to him, he really felt the "love" of human beings.

"I also made milk tea."

Xia Qinghe took out a cold jug from the refrigerator, which was filled with more than half of the jug of milky brown liquid.

Bo Liang brought two cups, Xia Qinghe poured two cups, put pudding in each cup, and took out two straws by magic.

Bo Liang took a sip and praised: "It's delicious."

"I also think it's good. This is made with milk and black tea. After drinking it, you won't lose sleep at night." Xia Qinghe said with a smile.

The two drank two cups of milk tea, and there was still a lot of pudding and milk tea left.

"Leave these to my sister and mother." Xia Qinghe put a post-it note on the refrigerator.

Xia's mother and Xia Jiyue didn't come back for dinner today, the housekeeper only prepared meals for the two of them.

The dinner table.

Bo Liangdao: "Tomorrow Saturday, I have

Things to go out for a trip. "

"Well, good." "Then when will you be back?"

"Not necessarily, it shouldn't take long, maybe an hour or two." He finally made an appointment with a technician, and this Saturday he was able to adjust his facial expressions and improve the derivation model.Although he seems to have not used that model for a long time.

At night, Xia Qinghe was lying in the air-conditioning quilt after taking a shower, hearing the sound of water splashing when Bo Liang took a shower.

As he thought about his thoughts, the tips of his ears gradually became hot.

When Bo Liang came out of the bathroom, Xia Qinghe stole a glance at him, then immediately looked away.

The beds of the two of them were very close to each other, only separated by a wheelchair.

Bo Liang was about to go to bed when Xia Qinghe called to stop him.

"Bo Liang."

"what happened?"

"Come here."

Bo Liang walked to Xia Qinghe's bedside.

"You should be lower."

Bo Liang leaned down and observed Xia Qinghe carefully: "What's wrong? Is there any discomfort?"

Xia Qinghe pulled his skirt and pulled him lower, and he pressed a shallow kiss between Bo Liang's lips.

"Good night." He said shyly.

Bo Liangmu looked at him with a straight face, at this moment he really wished to show Xia Qinghe a doting smile.He raised the corner of his lips and then lowered it, forget it, let's not scare him.

"Good night." Bo Liang kissed his eyes.

Xia Qinghe's heart was still pounding after Bo Liang left.It seems that once you take the initiative to take the initiative, the following things will be much easier.

Early the next morning, Bo Liang took the initiative to kiss Xia Qing and Zao.The relationship between the two has taken a big step forward.

When Bo Liang came to the factory, the technician asked him to go to the office first. It was almost lunch time, and the technician came late.

"You can't make facial expressions?"

"Ah."

The technician pinched his face and looked at it carefully for a while: "You have to check carefully, the bionic man is made with precision, and I'm not sure where the problem is."

"Let's go, first follow me to the laboratory next door to check."

The technician asked him to lie down on the table, and he checked the specific situation on the computer.

"A nerve in your face is not connected properly. I will write a program to connect it for you." The technician stared at the screen.

"Do I have a heart?" Bo Liang suddenly asked.

"The heart is used to promote blood circulation. You don't need it, so I didn't design it for you. Why do you ask this suddenly? Are there other discomforts?"

"No."

The technician seemed to think of something, gossiping: "Huh? Could it be that you are in love? Are you feeling excited?"

Bo Liang's face turned red, but the technician didn't notice it.

The technician came over and said in a tone of voice: "Oh, don't be shy about this kind of thing. When love comes, you can feel the heartbeat even if you don't have a heart. After all, heartbeat is not a physiological behavior."

Bo Liang seemed to understand but half understood: "If you don't have a heart, how can you have a heart?"

When Bo Liang was first created, his face was frosty, and he seemed to have insight into everything around him. The technicians were usually afraid of him.

Occasionally seeing him in a daze, the technician is in a good mood.

The technician pretended to be profound and said: "This is the subject you have to learn as an AI. Feel the love of human beings."

He seemed to think of something: "However, according to the time estimated at the beginning, your progress should not be so fast. I think, the order in which you are attracted should be that Xia Qinghe is interested in you first, and then your feelings will not be aroused."

"It seems that Xia Qinghe has already fallen in love with you? How long has it been!"

For a while, Bo Liang couldn't say that he accelerated his relationship with Xia Qinghe.

"Speaking of which, Mrs. Xia also came to customize a companion AI before, but that AI failed."

Bo Liang was surprised, he didn't know this.

"It was many years ago. In fact, all aspects of the AI's indicators are in line with Xia Qinghe's wishes, but I don't understand why it failed."

Speaking of this incident, the technician showed regret.

"What about the AI?"

"Formatted, an AI being formatted is equivalent to being destroyed."

Bo Liang's face turned pale.

"The AI ​​is abandoned by the owner, which is almost a fatal blow to the AI. Some AIs don't even need to be formatted. On the day they are returned, they will fall into a self-protection state of 'crash' and fall into a deep sleep."

"Formatting is also voluntary, and most AI will choose to format in order to get rid of painful memories of the past."

Bo Liang asked, "Why did he choose to format?"

"He can't accept his failure." The technician recalled, "He is also a companion AI, with Xia Qinghe's most detailed data, but Xia Qinghe doesn't need him."

Bo Liang remembered Xia's mother's words. Xia's mother said that a person who knew Xia Qinghe very well chased him before, but Xia Qinghe refused.Is that the person?

"Apart from me and him, did Mrs. Xia customize other AIs for Xia Qinghe?"

The technician smiled and said: "No, do you think that custom AIs can be ordered casually? They all have to be applied for, and like your companionship or love AI, each person can only have two at most in a lifetime. If you also If we can’t complete the task, we won’t make AI for Xia Qinghe again.”

Bo Liangyuan thought that he was the one who knew Xia Qinghe the most, but now it seems that this is not the case.

Long before him, someone had already approached Xia Qinghe one step ahead of him, and someone had the same data about Xia Qinghe as him.

"Since we have the same data, why do we need to make a second one?" Bo Liang didn't hear his own voice as if he was angry.

The technician was surprised: "Do you think we will make two identical AIs? You have the same metadata, but the subsequent development and changes are all up to you, and our technicians can't control it."

"Don't think too much, just like humans, every AI is unique and cannot be copied."

Bo Liang paused: "AI is just a piece of code, isn't it easy to copy one?"

The technician sighed: "Even if we can perfectly copy the past of an AI, the future of the AI ​​is still beyond our control. No matter human or AI, his future can never be imitated by others."