After the military training in the afternoon, Liu Changan went to find An Nuan. Today, Professor Liu Yuewang once again prepared a meal at home and asked An Nuan to take Liu Changan to eat.
Of course, he had to prepare the food himself. Wasn't that the same thing? Everyone could understand and accept it, and they felt her enthusiasm and naturally moved.
Walking on the road, they saw a strong man in his early thirties, holding a one-year-old boy in both hands, laughing and playing under the shade of a tree. A young woman in a white dress followed behind them with a smile. Stepping on the scattered sunlight and mottled tree shadows, the scene of a perfect family was very obvious.
An Nuan sighed softly.
"At this time, a beautiful girl walking next to her boyfriend should be blushing, wondering if this will be her future appearance. Why are you sighing? "Liu Changan pinched An Nuan's earlobe and asked.
An Nuan's earlobe was soft and tender, very funny.
After all, it was not some special atmosphere and environment, and the laughter in public did not make An Nuan's earlobe feel any strong and unbearable stimulation. She just slightly blushed and pinched his finger, "At noon, I casually flipped through a book and read Yu Dafu's' A Man on the Way '. I didn't feel good. Just now, when I saw the family of three, I remembered it again!"
Girls were always sentimental. Yu Dafu's article was about the memories of his child when he was seriously ill. Most parents who read this article after they became parents could not bear to read it. Even a soft-hearted girl like An Nuan, even if she did not have the bad habit of moaning about illness, was still a sentimental girl after all, and her heart was particularly soft.
"Because human life is short, it is particularly easy to have many emotions, and write poems and articles." Liu Changan also sighed softly, "People like me who are indifferent to life and death, and parting is everlasting love, occasionally want to write some articles and poems, but always feel it is difficult to write them, so I like to read other people's writings and feel some emotions that I can't feel or are very faint to maintain my mood as a normal person, so it is convenient to integrate and experience the life of a normal person."
"Life and death are indifferent, parting is an everlasting emotion." An Nuan diverted her attention and immediately became dissatisfied. "I don't care. If I get sick and you come to see me with that indifferent look, I'll definitely sit up in shock and use my last moments to write an essay to scold you to death. Who knows, it might even be passed down through the ages."
"Child's words carry no harm." Liu Changan reached out and grabbed the air, then hurriedly put it back into An Nuan's mouth. "I took it back."
An Nuan burst into laughter. She didn't think about the depression that the article brought to her anymore. After all, it was other people's feelings. She felt uncomfortable when she empathized with them, but she could control herself not to think about it.
"What do you think my mother is going to do today?" An Nuan stuffed Liu Changan's right hand into his trouser pocket, and then stuffed her own hand into the crook of his arm to hold his.
"We'll deal with it according to the situation. You'd better drink your soup as usual. At most, you'll just have a good afternoon nap." Liu Changan didn't think too much about it. Professor Liu Yuewang was actually very easy to get along with. She just wanted to drug him, steal something, and was good at scamming others.
An Nuan was letting Liu Changan guess. She knew it herself. "This madam likes to argue with me all day long. After she heard that you examined me, she wanted you to examine her as well."
"I didn't bring a magnifying glass."
"She actually wants to compete with me. I have a high-powered magnifying glass at home."
"Actually, the term 'madam' is often used to refer to a brothel keeper."
"I didn't mean that. I'm referring to annoying middle-aged and elderly women."
Liu Changan didn't think that Liu Yuewang was an annoying middle-aged and elderly woman. She was obviously a cute little girl with too many ideas.
"There are actually very few brothel keepers in Japan who are good at it. The most promising career of a brothel keeper is still in the Roman era. For example, the high-class prostitutes called Delicatae were often able to get involved in politics. After retiring, prostitutes of this level could become a brothel keeper, and they could exert more influence … But ultimately, this career still depends on men. There's nothing new about it. What's more impressive is that in the Roman era, women were willing to be prostitutes. For example, the bakery girls were called Elicariae. They made bread in the shape of male and female reproduction and let people buy it at the entrance of the temple. They also worked part-time … There's also the Bustuariae, who lived near the cemetery. They would sweep graves or clean up the dead. They would also accompany customers. They could even help some customers with heavy tastes to find fresh ones … "
"Shut up!" An Nuan hurriedly covered Liu Changan's mouth. She was most afraid of this guy's knowledge in this aspect. It was like the feeling of a male broadcaster in a documentary. He spoke with confidence and assurance, but the content of his speech was hard for ordinary people to look straight at. In contrast, it was full of a pervert feeling.
Liu Changan bit An Nuan's finger again. An Nuan rolled her eyes at him and took out his hand from his pocket. She even deliberately wiped the back of his hand and then gently bit it.
"Where are the teeth marks?" An Nuan saw a little bit of moisture, but there were no teeth marks.
"It's all saliva. Disgusting." Liu Changan saw that she was about to take another bite and withdrew his hand.
"How dare you say that I'm disgusting!"
"Of course, saliva is disgusting!"
"You didn't say that before."
"That's because I wanted to trick you into kissing me."
An Nuan jumped up to express her anger. Her cheeks were red as she stared at him. Annoying!
"I'm talking about the contact between the skin of the lips. The friction produces a subtle bioelectricity. The exchanging saliva is also mixed with the exfoliated cells of the upper oral cavity, biological enzymes, and food residue. The tongue is densely covered with tiny taste buds, as if two brushes are brushing each other."
"This has little to do with saliva!"
"Idiot, I'm asking for a kiss."
"Ah … How can you …"
An Nuan's words were blocked. Liu Changan held her slender waist and embraced the girl's soft body into his arms. He felt her chest rise and fall as she tried to speak, and gently caught the tip of her tongue that was inadvertently exposed at this moment.
Liu Changan didn't kiss for long. An Nuan's cheeks were red. She pulled Liu Changan into a bamboo path on both sides to avoid the eyes of passers-by that might be discovered.
"You're always kissing me in public." An Nuan complained coquettishly. In fact, there were only people far away on the road just now. The girl looked around in panic before closing her eyes.
"Because if it's only the two of us, it might be like lightning striking the earth. A private environment can give humans a sense of security, and a sense of security is extremely important for human reproduction. Even now, there are still more children born in February and September because it's a positive sign of abundant food, which can guarantee the safety of reproduction. Therefore, when the psychological state of reproduction is safe in a private environment, it's easier for two people to …"
"Shut up!"
"…"
"Stop talking nonsense!"
"Okay."
When Liu Changan and An Nuan returned home, the restaurant's delivery person had just entered the door and was setting the table. Liu Changan and An Nuan looked at Liu Yuewang. Liu Yuewang tried to look normal, but the atmosphere was a little awkward.
"Mom, thank you for preparing dinner." An Nuan was very grateful.
"Thank you." Liu Changan was also very grateful. He was sincere. Whether she cooked or ordered the food herself, there was nothing to complain about as long as there was food to eat.
"Just in time. Look at the time … Oh … Go wash your hands and eat." Liu Yuewang twisted her waist and sat down.
"Next time I buy groceries, I'll cook with Liu Changan." An Nuan suggested.
"Anything, anything."
After dinner, An Nuan, as usual, put the tableware in the basket left at the door of the restaurant, and then went to cut the fruit.
Liu Yuewang did not intend to steal the phone today. She had more important things to do. She made a pot of tea for Liu Changan, and then put her hands on her knees. Her body leaned forward slightly, and she looked gentle. "Changan, I heard that you gave An Nuan a skin check?"
Liu Changan nodded. This was An Nuan's problem. She didn't want others to bother Liu Changan, but she couldn't help but show off.
But Liu Changan didn't mind. The girl he liked was cute.
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