Plural Apostles

"Well, I will remember." Luobo chewed slowly and ate a small piece of fried egg pancake, nodded slightly, and successfully repaired his husband.

Siegfried ate his meal calmly, looked at his parents slightly, and thought about the suggestion that Ji Zi made in his heart, should dad make changes for mom?It feels possible...

As for the fried egg pancakes, they are already a kind of secret and memory. When my father was chasing after my mother in the early years, I often made fried egg pancakes and sent them to my mother for breakfast. During that period, my father often made omelet pancakes for my mother.

As time goes by, the conditions are getting better and better, the ingredients of the omelet pancakes are getting more and more refined, the craftsmanship is getting more and more delicate, the types of kitchen utensils are getting more and more complicated, and my father has worked hard to create more and more tricks...

but……

Siegfried glanced at Luo Bo who was eating fried egg pancakes, his mother's expression softened unconsciously, she chewed the pancakes lightly, her mouth with a little greasy, curled up a little.

For my mother, what she is eating is the memories of the past. Reflecting the reality that they are still together, that memory has become more and more mellow and delicious.

Of course, by accident, Siegfried also learned something: when Dad made omelette pancakes one night, the possibility of Mom and Dad having sex that night was extremely high.

Why do you know?Because the sound insulation effect in the house is excellent, but my father forgot to close the door once, and the sound drifted out.

The next day Siegfried calmly mentioned this matter, and it was the first time he discovered that his father's expression could be so complicated.

Especially when my mother calmly said that she would pay attention to closing the door in the future.

Chapter 760

The air gradually returned from scorching heat to warm, with some ambiguous and rapid panting and soft moans echoing each other, and then slowly calmed down.

At the head of the bed, Qilu showed his head and shoulders that looked quite muscular. He stretched out one hand, embracing his wife, and gently stroking the sweaty skin on her back with his palm. With a little blush, she rested her head on Qilu's shoulder, her untied hair was quite messy, some were stuck to her forehead with sweat, and some were casually scattered on Qilu's shoulders. She panted lightly, narrowed her eyes slightly In the eyes, there is a gradually clear look.

Qilu naturally turned his head, put his chin on Luobo's forehead, and gently caressed the palm of the opponent's back. There was no clothes in the bed to hinder them. Their bodies were in contact with each other in a large area, and their sweat mixed with each other. , the body temperature exudes and blends, brewing a warm aftertaste in the small space.

No one wants to crawl out of the bed at this time...

Qi Lu lazily put his arms around his wife, silently savoring this moment that made his body and mind feel warm and comfortable, with a sense of gradually rising sleepiness in his happy mood.

The soft touch on his lips instantly dissipated his drowsiness.

Luobo retracted his head, resting his head on Qilu's shoulder, his tone was still calm as usual, Qilu was used to it: "Go take a bath, just sleep like this, I'm going to catch a cold tomorrow."

"Hmm..." Qilu gently stroked Luobo's forehead with his chin, wiped away some sweat-stained hair and beard stubble, and stroked his wife's back with one hand. He showed a rather rogue smile, Said lazily, "I don't want to move now."

"Take me to the bath with you."

Luobo stretched out his hands, hugged Qilu's back with bare arms, and said calmly: "If I just sleep like this, I will catch a cold."

"But I don't want to move...you go by yourself?"

"I don't want to be separated."

"Are you going to be willful too?"

"It's all your fault."

The couple entered the bathroom attached to the bedroom, took a warm bath in the bathtub, cleaned each other, dried their hair, and then returned to the bedroom, put on the pajamas they had taken off before, and lay down together under the quilt again.

Under the light, Luobo was leaning on the pillow and was about to go to sleep. Suddenly, she felt her husband get up and take something from the bedside table. in the book.

Luo Bo asked calmly, "Why did you remember to watch "No Longer in the World"?"

"When you went to take a shower, Xiao Fei gave me a gift in the living room." Qi Lu frowned and sighed, opened the not-so-thick book in his hand, and said casually, "I can't let my son down." Good intentions."

Luo Bo was lying on his side, watching his husband calmly and brightly reading the book in his hand under the light. Qi Lu's brows were slowly wrinkled while reading. The story line, he usually has the habit of reading novels on his mobile phone. This kind of habit makes him naturally and quickly skim through the novels.

I know every word and see every sentence, so I just let it go.

"Disqualification in the World" is about [-] words. For Qi Lu, who has long been accustomed to reading a lot and reading quickly, it takes less than half an hour. Because the carrier has been replaced by paper books, the speed is a little slower After all, for people of his age, there is a subconscious sense of awe for paper books, but he finished reading this novel in less than an hour.

During this period, he frowned many times, showing a puzzled expression, and subconsciously wanted to close the book and throw it aside, too lazy to continue reading.

After closing the book, Qi Lu felt that he never wanted to read this book again.

"Do you have any impressions after reading it?"

Luo Bo lay on his side, making a soft sound.

"As expected of the classic works of the literary master Osamu Dazai, it is very in-depth..." Qi Lu threw the book aside casually, put down the pillow, and lay on his side facing Luo Bo's calm eyes, "Well, I feel like it's just a boring book. The story, and it is very uncomfortable and aggrieved to read."

"You don't need to feel embarrassed, or say that your views are narrow and vulgar. The meaning of the birth of the work is for people to read, even if you don't agree, feel uncomfortable, or don't like it..." Luobo looked at her husband calmly, "These are all It’s after reading it, let’s talk about it in detail.”

Qilu sighed, moved his pillow to the side of Luobo, and said thoughtfully: "It's a bad story, I feel too cowardly for the protagonist, and I feel too aggrieved to live. I dare not resist anything. It’s good but I still don’t want to change it. Although the words and sentences described seem to be beautiful and well-written, it makes me feel more uncomfortable when I read it... It’s not interesting at all. I have no desire to continue reading after reading it for a while, even In the later plot where the wife was defiled, I felt that the protagonist deserved to be so unlucky, he didn't know how to resist, he only knew how to suffer cowardly! If it was me, I would chop that guy with a knife!"

Luo Bo said calmly, "Says like this won't please me."

"Ahem, that's how it feels anyway." Qi Lu looked at his wife and asked curiously, "But the recognized classics... maybe there's something I don't understand, Luo Bo, what do you say?"

"This is indeed a disgusting and disgusting story from the current perspective." Luobo's eyes fluctuated a little, and he said softly: "Do you remember what happened in high school? When the Chinese teacher taught us to do reading comprehension."

"Remember, when I said it, it seemed that I saw an interesting joke or a real thing. No author knew what the answer to the reading comprehension question based on his article was." Qi Lu smiled, "I used to But I'm going to be driven crazy by the teacher, trying to figure out how to fill the answer box with words."

"Some rigid educational policies will indeed cause similar problems, but the things that are intended to be taught are useful...some things need to be viewed in a way of reading comprehension, or don't substitute your own worldview to understand the world described by the author To put it simply, it is to learn to experience the world in the text more, instead of using God's perspective to read everything easily and simply."

Luo Bo said: "You have your own three views of the world. When you read a story, you subconsciously substitute your own three views, so superficial cognition and misunderstanding will arise... Or, it is a feeling based on your own opinion—— ——Objective, subjective, substituting, thinking... How to do this, the final method is to face the book to the end, whether it is a rough browsing, or a careful chewing, whether it is fast or slow, when you think it is enough, When you can no longer generate any new understanding of the book, you can let it go."

"I also know what you usually read. You don't need to understand too much, relax your mind and stress, just learn how to read, and you can easily harvest a lot of text information to meet your reading needs at a glance. This is a way of entertainment."

"But this method is not good for this book. The reason why classic literature is classic literature is not for you to read for entertainment, but for you to do reading comprehension."

"Is that so? Read it in the way of reading comprehension..."

Qi Lu pushed the pillow down a little with a little force, and let out a dying sigh: "It's really a torture."