The final BOSS comes from twenty years later

Bai Qianqian nodded, then shook his head again, her mouth pressed together gently.

"The bad uncle who was going to take me away just now was beaten away by Brother Tang Luo with a substitute."

"No bad guys, I was joking with you."

"Really?"

Bai Qianqian sniffed again.

Tang Luo grabbed a pack of tissues from the void and gently wiped it for her.

"Of course it is me. The necklace I gave you will automatically protect you if there is any danger, except when you encounter me and that white-haired sister. Listen to me and learn it for you..." Tang Luo raised his throat thickly. , "'Guess who I am', is this the voice?"

"Ok."

Bai Qianqian rubbed his eyes and nodded gently.

It's exactly the same voice.

I was caught from behind just now.

She thought she was going to be sold to the mountain area to be the old man's wife as her mother said.

Fortunately, Brother Tang Luo...

Just relax.

So she touched the necklace on her neck, confirmed that the gift Tang Luo gave her was worn properly, and started eating ice cream again.

Children's emotions come and go quickly.

There was something delicious to distract, and Bai Qianqian quickly returned to normal.

Just after it rained in the morning, the air in Qin Hai was rare and fresh. Tang Luo sat with the little girl at the entrance of the corridor, watching the sunset slowly sinking from the gap between the two willow trees, and the distant clouds gradually turned into burning clouds. s color.

Because of the sunset.

It will be dark for a while after the sun goes down.

Tang Luo used the ice cream to slow down the time, and it won't melt for a while, so you can wait for Bai Qianqian to eat it slowly.

The little girl gnawed.

Suddenly remembered something.

He quickly turned around and straddled Tang Luo and hugged his neck.

"By the way, Brother Tang Luo, I asked my mother last night, and she promised that I can marry you when I grow up... When I grow up, we will get married, okay."

The little girl's eyes were shining, her long eyelashes trembling, as if the stars in the sky had all fallen.

Tang Luo smiled.

He took another tissue to help her wipe off the debris from the corners of her mouth.

"Okay."

Growing up is a long, long concept...

He is the lord of time and space.

Master one-half of the power of time and space.

Destiny is invisible, but it exists in the long river of time and space. Perhaps it is intertwined with his destiny, and Bai Qianqian may not grow up in this lifetime.

The little girl obviously didn't know this.

She dangled her head.

He licked the ice cream in his hand while thinking about the mess.

"Brother Tang Luo, my mother said that when my father married her, he gave her a motorcycle and a big TV. It was very valuable at that time. What would you give me?"

"Can a very large ice cream work?"

"So little..."

"Then ten."

"Hehe, Brother Tang Luo is the best."

The little girl was happy again, holding one arm high, and delivering the ice cream to Tang Luo's mouth.

Chapter 39

Three balls of ice cream, plus the desserts for decoration, the overall size is about to catch up with an ice cream hot pot.

It is estimated that such a large ice cream will take a long time.

Bai Qianli licked.

Tang Luo was not in a hurry either.

Holding her behind and watching the clouds quietly.

At this time, a black BYD drove over from the corner of the community and stopped until the corridor of Tang Luo's house.

The door opens.

It turned out to be Lao Zhao who got off the car.

He was still holding a briefcase, and the sparse hair on his head was drifting in the wind. He didn't even change his suit. He seemed to have rushed over just after work. He was about to say hello and saw that sitting in Tang Luo's arms obediently eating. The little girl was taken aback for a while.

"Have your sequelae attacked?"

Tang Luo: "..."

Is this kind of question answering inappropriate?

However, in order to find a legitimate excuse for his seemingly criminal behavior and prove that he was not Lolicon, Tang Luo nodded heartily.

I was forced.

Ok.

That's it.

Old Zhao bowed his head for a moment, took out a tablet from his briefcase, and scribbled something.