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"asshole."

The familiar sea, the familiar beach, the lonely angel chasing.

The beach, which had been renovated by the earthquake, left numerous footprints, large and small, but the bustle of the previous days was no longer there, leaving only the chasing girls who had been deceived by the male god.

…Three minutes ago…

Seeing the male god gathering the little maids together and putting them into the landscape painting, Angel Zhui was inexplicably looking forward to it, but also a little confused: "It's been less than a hundred days since you last left, can you enter the special space again now?"

"

Looking forward to a special space trip to find out the male god's abilities and whether he has any hidden forces.

Doubts, of course, are the one hundred day cooling time for disappearing and leaving.

There are obviously still a few days left, so why take everyone back today?

Then, in the confusion of chasing the girl, the male god smiled tenderly at himself.

Take one step and disappear in an instant.

In the same place, I was left alone to chase the girl, who was so confused that she jumped.

"Asshole, you promised to take me with you next time you enter a special space. You are a big liar."

When I came back to my senses, I wanted to cry after chasing the girl, but I couldn't find any solution except jumping around.

Fast, too fast. It disappeared in an instant, and no one looking for it knew the exact direction it took.

Closing the eyes of insight, Angel Chai hugged his knees and sat alone on the beach.

In the endless sea, a few seabirds passed overhead, and there was no more chirping sound in my ears.

Once upon a time, she could stay alone in the starry sky for decades. Looking at the sea, she suddenly felt endless emptiness in her heart.

"Feiyu, please don't antagonize the angels. I don't want to fight with you." The girl murmured softly like she was dreaming. She used to be so heroic in the past, but today she looks like a helpless little girl.

His vision became blurred, and two lines of tears slipped from his eyes unconsciously.

Although he kept quiet and immediately changed the subject a few days ago, only he knew that if one party did not choose to compromise, it would be difficult to return to the past.

For rulers, power that cannot be used by oneself is a sin.

Although angels cannot reach the level of rulers, the power of tilapia has touched the red line of justice.

His ability can already pose a threat to justice.

If you do not accept the order of justice, it is equivalent to walking a tightrope, and you may fall to evil at any time.

When you are weak, no one cares. When you are strong, angels cannot remain indifferent.

Prevention and restriction are the first choices.

Once the other party cannot accept it or shows an overreaction, the next thing they will face is a trial.

Unrestrained powerful power is evil.

Somewhere in the Proxima Galaxy, Tilapia put away its smile and silently withdrew its mental perception.

Resisting the urge to compromise, gritted his teeth, distorted space again, and completely disappeared into the Proxima Galaxy.

Somewhere in the starry sky, tilapias appear and disappear suddenly like ghosts.

This time the space was not distorted, but he entered the map of mountains and rivers.

The former small village was bulldozed and replaced by small rock buildings.

At the corner, the tall building that is different from the small building is the most conspicuous.

The spacious and neat streets and orderly buildings are like a modern town or a remote mountainous countryside in the 1960s compared with the haphazard wooden houses that were once built.

The little maid had just returned. Before she could go home, she saw the cheap master, and everyone looked surprised.

Ignoring more than a thousand warblers and swallows, Tilapia silently walked to the nearest building in the central area, opened the door and went in.

The first thing you see is a spacious living room with a thick wool carpet in the center.

There were sneakers and slippers placed at the door, and there was no other furniture in the entire living room except the sofa and coffee table.

As soon as Tilapia entered the house, the sound of footsteps came from behind.

Even if it is renovated, the order of houses in the village is still the same as before, radiating from the center to the surroundings, and the houses in the center are occupied by old people.

Turning around, he saw that it was the new eldest sister, Elle.

"Al, your house?"

"Well, it's a slave house." Al knelt down, took out new slippers from the soul guide, and put them on Tilapia.

"You are really thoughtful." He twitched his lips and said, "I didn't expect that I wasn't impressed. Al was quite well prepared. How long have you been thinking about me?"

If you look closely, you can see that he is as tall as Hancock and has a slim waist.

Her skin is as white as jade, without a trace of fat, and her breasts are proudly tall. They are tightly bound and wrapped by a small vest. When she bends down, she is slightly deformed.

The legs are straight, and if you want to talk about flaws, they have the same flaws as a tall girl, the feet will be relatively large.

After changing Tilapia's slippers, he stood up and subconsciously straightened his fallen hair. Seeing people staring at him, Al subconsciously straightened his chest.

When he came to his senses, he quickly changed into his fluffy white slippers and pulled Tilapia into the living room: "Boss, please sit down and I'll pour you some water right now."

After inviting people to the sofa, Al quickly ran into the kitchen.

When I first entered the kitchen and leaned against the wall, I felt my heart beat a little faster.

"Although I don't know what's going on, but... the look in the boss's eyes just now was so great." He clenched his fists and kept reminding himself: "Don't be nervous. Al can't be nervous. You are also the eldest sister. It's your turn today."

, Calm down, calm down, my sister-in-law is not here, no one will fight with you." I told myself repeatedly, then I resisted the urge to laugh out loud, and took out the teapot and teacups slowly.

"......???" Tilapia looked confused, feeling that there were more strange things in the eldest sister's head.

Holding his chin, "Achai, I was still having a headache when I came in. Now that you're out like this, I suddenly feel so stupid."

Cursing in his heart, Tilapia picked up the book on the coffee table and opened it for a few glances.

A book I have never heard of. It tells the story of a woman who went from college to having a child, and then her husband cheated on her, and she kept it secret in order to maintain the family.

Tilapia flips through books so quickly that one glance and ten lines are not enough to describe it.

Without him, he didn't think there was anything worth thinking about in depth at first.

The pages of the book turned over and over until the last chapter, where the husband realized his wife's goodness, repented, and resumed his family responsibilities.

"Idiot.

Cheating only happens once and countless times, and regretting it is nonsense. It's just that the lover is no longer attractive and the new prey has not yet appeared." He glanced at Al who brought the tea and threw the book back on the coffee table.

"Boss, what do you think of the story?" The glass was handed over, with a few tea leaves floating in it.

She is not a sweet potato, and she does not pay so much attention to making tea.

Seeing his ears pricked up in anticipation, Tilapia twitched his lips and said, "It affects intellectual development, so watch less next time.

If you have time, it will be good for you to read more books like Houheixue and Guiguzi."

"Oh." Baba responded aggrievedly, and Al put his hands on his knees. Although he was nearly two meters tall, he looked reserved everywhere, like a frustrated little daughter-in-law.

His dark eyes secretly looked at the cheap boss, who had grown from weak to strong for nearly three thousand years, silently watching the man's back.

Although it was not pleasant at first, I even wanted to secretly eat people alive.

But as time went by, I realized that men are not as hateful as I thought.

She is said to be a slave or a maid, but she never really treats her as a maid or a slave. Instead, she is more like a subordinate and is trained with care.

It's a pity... one step is slow and one step is slow. Due to my personality, it is a direct result that I have never received attention.

"You seemed to be in a bad mood just now. Is it because of your sister-in-law?" After a long silence, Al summoned up the courage and asked tentatively.

"I see, you are much sharper than Della." Putting down the glass tea cup, Tilapia sighed, "Most of the first batch of people who followed me have a carefree personality, and I used to think they were just stable.

A great responsibility.

Seeing you makes me understand that I still made a mistake."

"Forehead!!!"

Al was very embarrassed and wanted to tell the cheap boss, "It's not that you made a mistake, it's just the way you looked just now, and the scene when you left, it almost engraved everything on your face.

As long as you are not a fool, no one can guess what is going on."
Chapter completed!