Even a wise man would make a mistake, and a fool would be foolish. In other words, Liu Changan had become a naive boyfriend when faced with his girlfriend's little trick of "guess".
It was impossible for him to refuse to answer in a matter-of-fact tone.
"I guess you think that there is some inexplicable feeling between me, Bai Hui, Zhu Juntang, or Qin Yanan, and it stimulated your emotions." Liu Changan thought for a moment. Usually, An Nuan was very reasonable, but when it came to feelings and jealousy, she was basically unreasonable.
"Yes! Yes! Yes! " An Nuan immediately pulled Liu Changan's hand and punched his shoulder with her little fist, as if she was making a Zhang Qiu iron pot.
"Do you know? The Hereditary Tissue Production Sphere produced millions of seeds every day. Each time, these seeds carried the mission of inheritance and fervently advanced, blossoming with the great brilliance of life. In the lifetime of the Hereditary Tissue Production Sphere, it could produce trillions of seeds, and these seeds usually only had one or a few chances to inherit the genetic data inscribed on its body. How tragic and stirring is this? " Liu Changan seemed to be attracted by some exquisite artistic achievement and let out a deep sigh. "The Milky Way above our heads only has 200 to 300 billion stars. In other words, every life inheritance is like a Milky Way pouring out."
An Nuan patiently listened to his typical nonsense to change the topic. She subconsciously stared at him for a moment, and with the ignorant posture that an innocent girl should have, she reacted slowly and blushed.
"I'm talking about pollen." Liu Changan frowned and looked at An Nuan with a "What are you thinking about?" expression.
"Then can you tell me which plant's flowers can produce batches of pollen every day for decades?" An Nuan was a science student, so she was not easily fooled by such words. Her expression changed, and she looked at Liu Changan seriously. "So, you have to give more opportunities to the seeds, and you need more beautiful girls to give them more opportunities to compete fairly for the inheritance, right?"
"I used to think about it, but I realized that no matter how many girls there are, it's useless. It's just like whether an ordinary person's father is the richest person or not. It all depends on luck," Liu Changan said regretfully.
"You used to think that way?"
"A long, long time ago. I didn't even know you then."
"Then tell me the truth, and I'll forgive you!"
"Ask away. I'll think about whether or not I want you to forgive me."
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"You … you … I'm just a little curious. It's you who aroused my desire to explore today. In short, I want to ask. I'm asking this question because of you. If you think there's a problem, then it's your problem." An Nuan was a little hesitant at first, but as she spoke, she became confident.
Making a girlfriend required a strong heart. Otherwise, most people would have groaned weakly at this moment. Liu Changan just nodded.
"When was the first time you … that … sowed seeds?" An Nuan ran behind Liu Changan to hide after asking. She blushed and stuck to his back so that he wouldn't see her.
"The Paleozoic." Liu Changan thought about it. Gymnosperms began to appear in the Paleozoic, and the concept of seed reproduction began.
"En?"
"En."
"Forget it if you don't want to say it!" An Nuan abandoned her shy and innocent appearance to ask him, and she actually got such an answer! Hmph, anyway, it was all his fault. Who asked him to talk about heredity and genes? If he dared to doubt the purity of An Nuan, she would be angry. The kind that scored 750 points, the top scorer in the college entrance examination, the kind that couldn't be coaxed.
"You have to know that I'm like this. Since you asked me and I answered, I'll also ask you. What about you? "Liu Changan looked at An Nuan who peeked out from his back.
"I … I … what am I?" An Nuan was shocked.
"What do you think?"
"I'm a spore plant." An Nuan muttered angrily.
"Or the asexual kind?"
"Yes!" Very loudly.
"Then you're amazing."
"I hate you. I don't like you anymore."
An Nuan, who hated Liu Changan, strode forward with her long legs and hands behind her back.
Liu Changan followed behind, watching the sunlight falling on the girl's slender and fair legs. Her long hair draped over her back like black silk. The loose ends at the bottom slowly fluttered and fell behind her slender waist, pressing down on her buttocks. She looked back at Liu Changan. Although she said it was the kind of anger that couldn't be coaxed, her eyes were saying, "Why isn't this annoying guy coaxing me?"
An Nuan stopped in front of a tea shop. This was a brand unique to Xiangnan. It was opened all over the streets and alleys. It was already very popular even before the age of the internet. There was no need to hire a taxi driver. From time to time, there would be a queue that was neither long nor short.
Round fans and beauties, from the brand logo to the design of the teacups, were filled with the elegance and connotation of the Chinese aesthetic. Looking at the names of these teas, it was as if there was a dense sense of poetry and color.
"Sound of Oolong and Osmanthus."
Liu Changan was ordering. An Nuan stood at the bottom of the stairs and looked around, as if it was the first time she saw this Chinese and Western tea brand.
After a while, Liu Changan came over with two cups of tea and handed the Osmanthus to An Nuan.
"I want this." An Nuan pouted and whispered unwillingly.
Liu Changan exchanged with her.
"Actually, I like these Osmanthus more."
"Then?"
"But I don't like the milk cap on top."
"Okay."
"Eat the milk cap and then give it to me."
"Okay."
"Then I won't be angry."
Liu Changan laughed and held An Nuan's hand. An Nuan reluctantly considered that he had coaxed her, so she hummed a few times and began to drink the tea.
The two of them drank tea and wandered on the streets and alleys of Jun Sha. Two cups of tea seemed to last for a long time. Each of them held the cup in one hand, and each of them held the other hand. Their footsteps were the same, stepping on the square grid gray streets. Liu Changan talked about the past history and appearance of these streets. An Nuan praised from time to time, and at the same time, admired her boyfriend's familiarity with the geography.
As they walked, they arrived at Zhou Dongdong's school. Because she told the teacher that someone would pick her up, Zhou Dongdong stayed in the classroom to do her homework and wait.
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