After ending her telepathic communication with Sifan, Song Xiwei began to ponder.
Do I like diving?
She said a lot to Aoqian at the time, including admitting that she liked a certain quality in him.
But considering what Sifan had just told him...
Possessiveness?
Do I have a possessive desire for Aoqian?
No, right?
And I might even want to kiss him first...
That's absolutely not true.
Her relationship with Aoqian was purely that of superior and subordinate; how could they be intimate?
As for holding hands?
Um, I didn't notice. I'm usually very easygoing and carefree with Aoqian, and I don't remember if we held hands or not.
After all, she doesn't see herself as a woman. She just thinks about how two grown men should get along. Why be so coy and fussy about whether they hold hands or not?
Isn't that strange?
As for hugs?
Perhaps there is?
I can't remember clearly.
As for other intimate contact, there wasn't much between me and Aoqian.
Does character customization count?
She has a habit of pinching Aoqian's face.
I forgot to ask Sifan earlier.
It's probably similar to Xi Ran's liking for watching two men do *that*?
It's just that my personal quirk of character customization only requires Aoqian to cooperate.
Aoqian seems to be less resistant to having his face pinched lately, probably because he seems to enjoy it when I pinch his face.
After all, pinching his face and pinching his shoulders are pretty much the same thing, it's like giving him a massage, and I'm his free laborer.
After thinking it over, I realized that my relationship with Aoqian was completely innocent and pure.
Open and honest.
Yes, that's right, they're friends, partners in life and death.
However, as Aoqian carried the medicine into the room, through the rising steam, she was caught off guard by his tall, slender figure and handsome face...
My gaze involuntarily drifted from his eyes downwards and finally settled on his pale pink lips.
Forehead……
Sifan's words flashed through my mind.
relative……
What happened?
She didn't know why she suddenly felt a dry throat.
She heard Aoqian ask her in surprise, "I saw you licking your lips, are you hungry again? This is medicine, it's a bit bitter."
Song Xiwei belatedly realized that her head was buzzing. Had she just licked her lips? She hadn't even noticed.
"I licked my lips? Which eye of yours saw me lick my lips?" Song Xi stared at Ao Qian, watching his lips open and close as he answered her question. She felt his lips were very supple, very soft, very...
My mind started uncontrollably replaying the time I breathed on him. I couldn't quite remember what his lips felt like. If only I could try again...
"What's wrong?" Aoqian put down the medicine bowl, his voice suddenly filled with tense worry, and he reached out to hold her hand.
Song Xiwei suddenly trembled. Aoqian's hand was much bigger than hers, and it was now enveloping her hand.
What happened...?
Did Aoqian do this often before? She hadn't paid much attention.
But why, now that Aoqian is holding her hand, does she feel like her heart is about to jump out of her throat?
I also have a tingling sensation in my hands, something strange seems to seep into my blood vessels through the surface of my skin and is spreading to my limbs and bones. What's going on? Why am I suddenly acting so strangely?
"Song Xiwei, speak up, what's wrong with you?" Aoqian noticed that her reaction was very strange. She seemed absent-minded, her face was sometimes pale and sometimes flushed, and her palms were hot and sweaty.
Song Xiwei used a lot of strength to break free from Aoqian's hand. She decided to ask Sifan again. Turning her face to the side, she said to Aoqian with some annoyance, "You go out first. I want to be alone for a while."
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