The final BOSS comes from twenty years later

Jiang Li suddenly realized something, and silently lowered her voice, "I obviously only kissed you."

Tang Luo looked at her in the rearview mirror of the electric car.

"Is it fun to pretend to be drunk."

From when Jiang Li was asleep, he had doubts, how could a powerful life that can resist even toxicity be unable to metabolize even a little alcohol.

as predicted.

Defraud her out of it.

The daughter and father are too young to play with each other.

The little girl hummed quietly, hiding herself behind Tang Luo, preventing him from seeing it in the rearview mirror.

"I was really drunk, but I woke up in ten minutes."

"I do not believe."

"You have to believe it if you don't believe it, you forgot to me, stinky servant, what I hate most is you, how can you talk nonsense if you are not drunk." The little girl awkwardly grasped the corner of Tang Luo's clothes.

"Maybe you just like me."

"No!"

Tang Luo took out the phone.

The little girl on the screen is very naive, using all the cuteness all over her body, and she is squishy and acting like a baby, "Don't you love me? Why do you want to throw me down, I want you to sleep in a hug..."

At that time, I thought it was cute and recorded it at random, but I didn't expect to have a chance to use it.

After all, Tang Luo was not a devil either.

Loop.

"Ahhh, give me the phone!"

Annoyed, Jiang Li stood up on the back seat of the electric car to grab his mobile phone.

Tang Luo chuckled, just not giving it. While riding the electric bike in a serpentine position, he held it up high, so that the little girl had to be distracted by keeping balance and unable to concentrate on grabbing things.

Have been back home.

Jiang Li finally aggrieved her to leave the phone.

She clicked delete angrily, and then deleted all the game files in Tang Luo's phone in revenge.

Big trotters!

I haven't talked to him for a month!

At night, Tang Luo was called by her to tell her bedtime stories.

"Didn’t you say that you don’t talk to me for a month? Then I will tell you a story about a little pig. There is a little pig, she said nothing, and then she became fat and was killed and sold. Forty yuan a catty."

Turn off the headlights and turn on the desk lamp.

Tang Luo got into the bed and made up a short story by the way. The story had many realistic details in it, just like the real thing.

Then he was hit by Jiang Li with a punch.

"roll."

"Hiss-you lighten it, it's not only used by others, you won't be able to use it if it breaks."

Although it is the body of the copper wall and iron wall, Jiang Li's destructive power is equally powerful. A normal punch is like the power of a siege hammer. Tang's hands are sandwiched between his legs and shrunk into a dried shrimp under the blanket. The key is the key. He couldn't stand any punches, let alone a siege gun in a defenseless state.

The little girl pursed her lips and looked at him. Tang Luo's badly wounded look didn't look like a fake.

She snorted.

Secretly attached a time back to him.

"Does it still hurt."

"Ok."

Tang Luo didn't know about the time going back, still holding his hands together, maintaining his position as a disadvantaged person.

"Then what do you want." Jiang Li asked blankly.

"Knead it for me."

Tang Luo put forward his request shyly.

boom!

Tang Wan was sitting in the living room and watching the drama on the tablet, and she heard the familiar voice from the bedroom. The young couple were fighting in the daily Star Wars again. She skillfully took out the noise-reducing headset that she had prepared from under the coffee table. Take it with ease.

that's nice.

The woman leaned back on the sofa contentedly.

...

The next day, Tang Luo went to Wang Xiaoming's house.

The super-pair group must submit an action report every month, including attendance records, ability usage, and whether abnormal phenomena are observed. He wrote it himself in the first few months, but now the situation is different. He finds a convenient thug .

Find Wang Xiaoming's home according to the address.

Ring the doorbell.

It was Wang Xiaoming who opened the door. When he saw Tang Luo, the young man's eyes were filled with panic.

"early."

Tang Luo greeted casually.

Wang Xiaoming quickly got out of the house and closed the anti-theft door with his backhand.

"Obviously, who is here, is my courier?" The voice of a woman in the room rang. Although Wang Xiaoming's movements were very fast, she still heard the doorbell.

"My classmate came to play with me!"

Wang Xiaoming agreed in a loud voice, and made a shush gesture with Tang Luo.

Seeing that he was so mysterious, Tang Luo also lowered his voice in cooperation, "You don't want your mother to know that you are a superpower?"