Picking The Stars (MTL)

15

Bae Jixin? Pei Ji certainly didn't believe it.

She didn't give Song Wei another bowl, and cleaned up the bowl she had used before sitting down to drink her own.

The **** tea was really boiled a bit thicker, and it was so spicy that the tongue felt a bit tingling, but when it was drunk into the stomach, the warmth brought by the **** tea radiated from the abdomen. All the water vapor received outside radiated out.

Song Er was still sitting at the table, upright, like a pupil.

Pei Ji drank half of a bowl, and saw her motionless, her godless eyes hanging slightly, but her ears were slightly biased, fully using her sense of hearing and listening to her movements.

"Gluttonous?" Pei Ji asked.

Song Er nodded without hesitation.

"It's not delicious at all, which restaurant ordered, I won't go to it in the future." Pei Ji repeated Song Nei's complaint without surprise, and did not save Song Nei's face at all.

Song Wei seems to have no idea what a guilty conscience is, and sincerely said, "That's because I didn't know that the professor cooked it."

Pei Ji couldn't understand her thinking. In her opinion, the taste of **** tea had become an established fact at this moment, and it was not affected by who it came from the moment before.

Song Wei didn't get Pei Ji's answer, but she didn't feel embarrassed, because she knew that Pei Ji didn't ignore her intentionally, she didn't speak, but felt that there was nothing worth discussing.

Song Er also quieted down. She listened to Pei Ji drinking **** tea. Probably it was still a little hot, Pei Ji also sips in small sips, and the sound of drinking is not loud, Song Wei can imagine her current appearance.

Most of her eyes were drooping, she was holding the bowl with one hand, and her lips were mostly red because of the **** tea. On her white and cold face, she was particularly conspicuous, conspicuous and coveted.

Suddenly, Song Er seemed to be unable to sit still, and the two hands placed on the table gave a momentary pause in his breathing.

"Pei Ji." She spoke again.

Pei Ji looked at her.

She didn't say anything, but Song Er could hear the bottom of the bowl and the tabletop, making a soft noise. This shows that Pei Ji put down the bowl and listened to her intently.

Song Er bends his lips: "Did you know? You are not like a modern person at all."

"What does that look like?"

"Like a college teacher from the 1960s." Song Er said seriously. What she thought of, she corrected it seriously, "No, at that time, it seemed to be called Mr. You. You seem to be from the sixties, a more rigid teacher."

Pei Ji said: "Oh."

Obviously indifferent.

Song Ye seems to have a lot of sentiment, she added: "Or it is a high-level humanoid AI from the 30th century, but has not learned the human expression language, nor has it fully integrated into the human society."

Pei Ji said: "Yeah."

Use actions to show what a humanoid AI would look like, cold and indifferent, without emotion.

Song Er is used to her indifference, but still can't help muttering: "It would be good if you were a lively AI. I want to hear you talk more, even if you just say a few more words."

Poorly.

Pei Ji looked at her, and thought for a long time, but didn't think of what to say, to satisfy Song Wei's request that even a word more is good.