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Milan took himself as a sample to answer questions.

To be honest, for a teenager who just "grew up" last night, this demonstration was done hastily, and it was a bit taken for granted.

But the person who asked the question was Bamboo, and Milan had never lacked patience and meticulousness when he saw his younger brother's eager eyes.

And he has another purpose - to explain the matter openly and honestly, at least at Bamboo's age, he must never get married and have children immediately, and marry underage, how can he explain to his fathers!

If Bamboo likes Lulu and still likes Lulu after the age of 16, he can consider it.

Of course, he had to find his father first, and he would not marry and have children right now, nor would he like anyone.He was able to lead by example and set a good example for his younger brother.

And speaking from a selfish point of view, the outside world is very exciting, and he thinks there is really no need for Bamboo to stay here.

Bamboo had better not like Lulu either.

Even if two people live together, and Lulu's lifespan is only 50 years old, what will happen to Bamboo after a hundred or more years?

Fortunately, Bamboo also said that he didn't like it, so he really didn't like it.Milan is very relieved, Bamboo never duplicity.

But...it's too honest.

On the theoretical side, Bamboo's problems have always been very few, almost none, and infinitely close to zero.

There is a lot of information in his head, and he can even recite it to you completely, the kind that can't stop talking for a month.

But once you get in touch with reality, it will become different.

The mental power left by Bamboo on Milan is responsible for warning at critical moments. For daily life, only observation records are made, so detailed inquiries are very necessary.

In general, of course, start with the physical aspect.

Bamboo's first question was: "Are your panties tight? I got you a bigger pair. How do you feel?"

Milan coughed: "Thank you, it's good. It's really a little sensitive after the first time."

"Can I make a comparison?" Bamboo pointed to Milan and then to himself.His own model is on average.

Milan coughed again: "Okay."

"Wait." Bamboo turned around and took the space button, flipped his hands over, and put on a miner's lamp for himself.

It is a miner's lamp worn on top of the head to illuminate the road.

That is, he needs to observe in bright light for comparison.

Look at the contrast...that place.

When Milan saw the miner's lamp, he couldn't laugh or cry, but Bamboo was very serious. He took out the ruler, turned on the optical brain, and stared at Milan's pajama pants: "Let's start?"

"Bambu," Milan had no choice but to stop, "This is my brother's phone, and it's only for the two of us to communicate internally, so don't leave any traces of records, is that okay?"

"...Okay." Bamboo weighed it.

Milan strikes while the iron is hot: "Because this is a very private matter, Bamboo should not study other people's places. If you still need to compare, you can observe the specimens." Thinking that Bamboo would approach other men to observe there, Milan I couldn't help but get a little goosebumps.

Bamboo nodded: "I just need to look at yours."

Milan also warned: "Even if you study medicine in the future, you can't ask to see girls' private | private parts at will. Girlfriends who have already established a relationship can be excluded."

"know."

Milan just took off his pants.

It was the second night when they said this.

During the day, they continue to practice, attend classes, repair the boat, make schedules for the next week, and more.

In the free time at night, the two of them washed up and began to answer questions and be answered. This was Bamboo's first request.

Milan felt that he did not underestimate Bamboo's idea, but he didn't expect Bamboo to be so careful and straightforward.

Not only the observation is meticulous, but the measurement is also very serious. The length, diameter, shape, etc., have been measured by Milan... Although Bambu glanced over and the error of visual measurement is in millimeters, he still has to use ordinary human methods, right?

Seeing his younger brother bowing his head and busying himself, Milan, no matter how open-minded he was, couldn't help but have the urge to cover his face.

Moreover, being stimulated back and forth by Bamboo's slightly cold hands and the cold ruler... The textbooks have said that when you are just growing up, you are prone to sensitivity.

After personal experience, Milan proved: the textbook is right.

Therefore, Milan felt bad intuitively.

——It really is not good.

Xiao Milan took his time and stood at attention!

——At this moment, Bamboo poked with his finger!

Milan grabbed the sheet and covered himself with Bamboo's hand.

Bamboo raised his head in a daze, he hadn't finished his research yet.

Milan covered his eyes with his hands and turned his face away: "Turn off the light." The miner's lamp on Bamboo's head was too bright and blinded his eyes.

"You can watch it with the lights off?" Obviously, Bamboo's focus is different from Milan's.

"..."

The cool breeze penetrates under the body.

After Banbu turned off the miner's lamp, he lowered his head and reached out to lift the bed sheet.

I heard a helpless voice above my head: "Banbu..."

"Are you uncomfortable? Not happy?" Bamboo asked, "The local temperature in your place has risen, you should be excited." As he said, he began to stroke a few under the sheets.

It was Milan who answered him with a soft hiss and pressed his hand.

Bamboo felt the thing in his hand beating and trembling, so he stroked it twice again: "What?"

Milan lay down, as if giving up on himself, still helpless, and sighed: "... Bamboo, take it easy..." After finishing speaking, he silently covered his face.

He even pulled the pillow over his face to hide his death-defying expression.

It's just that he has never been so nervous when facing a gun.It's one thing to take a bath with my younger brother, but it's another thing to have my vital parts turned around in my younger brother's hands and stand up to salute.

——There are really not many brothers like him in the world who can do this.

Well, as long as Bamboo is satisfied.

Although he didn't quite understand that this kind of situation belonged to Milan's rare shyness, Bamboo still replied politely: "Okay."

With Milan's permission, Bamboo lifted the sheet again and continued to observe.

Also, touch.

Milan endured until the end of Bamboo's observation, and hurriedly ran into the bathroom with a hunched waist: "Banbu, sort out the data yourself, give me some time."

"Yeah." Bamboo responded, and suddenly remembered something, "Milan, do you want to change into a pair of underwear?"

"No...no need." Milan said in an annoyed voice.

"Oh." Bamboo looked at his hands, there was a little transparent mucus on his fingers.

——Sure enough, little Milan is very energetic.

Bamboo twirled his fingers, and didn't feel that there was anything wrong with his behavior just now.

However, Milan's complex emotions are indeed a bit different from before.

Is it because of growing up?

Tonight, I will ask the little black cat about the precautions for growing up.

After a while, there was the sound of showering in the bathroom, and Milan came out again, his face was flushed, and he didn't know if it was because of the hot water, or because he was touched by Bamboo just now.

"Bambu, go wash your hands."

"it is good."

Continue to answer questions after washing hands.

——In other words, Milan was unilaterally tortured by Bamboo.

After the physical problem is over, and even the friction test has been done, it is the turn of the psychogenic problem. To be precise, it is a problem of the interaction of chemical hormones and psychological changes.

Bamb started with the food Milan ate yesterday morning, and asked Milan how he felt, how he felt during training in the morning, and how he felt when he was resting in the afternoon... being with Sasha.

This way of asking questions is called step-by-step guided questioning. It starts with irrelevant questions, reduces its vigilance and resistance, and then transitions to real questions.

——Actually, Bamboo's focus is very clear. How does Milan feel about Sasha?

"Excluding physical reasons and chemical factors, the production of love is a perceptual process, but the human body will secrete various hormones." Bamboo said with a straight face, "Under normal circumstances, the body will respond to strong external stimuli. Sasha As a mature woman, take the initiative to approach and hug you, you have exercised, the adrenal hormones increase, estrogen is induced, and through touch, the level of hormones in the posterior pituitary gland is increased, isn't it enough to arouse your reaction?"

Milan was prepared for this question: "First of all, she just hugged one of my arms. Secondly, please consider the function of the protective clothing. The air replacement system has a certain effect on the isolation of odors. Again, we do not Will be together, I have rejected many times, the reason why our relationship is not bad at present is that she is obsessed with marrying me."

Milan took this opportunity to formally clarify and prove that he and Sasha really have nothing to do with each other. Sasha likes him, but he doesn't like Sasha.

Bamboo believed it: "Love can be tested with an instrument. If you fall in love, phenylethylamine will increase for a short period of time, and norepinephrine will also work to produce the feeling of flushing and heartbeat, and in order to maintain this feeling The feeling of happiness, endorphins will also increase...Milan, can I use a diagnostic instrument to test? The distribution of the above three should not be a normal love curve function. And, can I follow up? It is when you meet true love Reaction?"

In terms of academic skills, Milan is really not as good as Bamboo, especially when this string of nouns is dropped, but fortunately he can focus on the key points: "OK."

It is better to follow yourself than to follow others, and it is better to harm yourself than others.Milan is very clear that Bamboo has an academic research mentality, and he is also sure that unless he is in a place with a strong academic atmosphere, Bamboo will be misunderstood by most people.

Just as doctors discuss corpses, anorectal fistula, vomit and so on while eating, colleagues will not feel uncomfortable, but if an ordinary person is around, they may be pale and have indigestion, and even leave the meeting in a rage.The questions Bamboo raised out of curiosity are too straightforward and can easily be misunderstood by ordinary people.

At least when he was in the gray star field, he communicated with the little black cat in private, and the little black cat also agreed with this very much: "... Sankou is a good boy, really, but he is a little ignorant of world affairs." They looked at each other deeply, and since then they have formed an offensive and defensive alliance against Bamboo.

The fathers are not around, so many years, the closest person is him.Therefore, Milan has no scruples about donating his body for research.

He also knew that Bamboo had always been measured and would never hurt him.

Once the problem was theorized and quantified, Bamboo really thought about it for a while, and then decided that these indicators should be added to the scope of future observations.

"But you may have to wait for a long time. My brother doesn't like anyone or fall in love with anyone now." Milan said again.

"Don't you love me?" Bamboo retorted.

"Of course I love you, not the love of love, but the love of family affection."

"Family relationship without blood relationship?"

"Then can't love?" Milan asked.

"Makes sense."

"Milan, what kind of girl or boy do you like?"

Although Bamboo had checked Milan's acquaintances in his mind and stitched together a large number of pictures, he also understood that he had to ask the person concerned about this matter, and the person concerned should be the main one.