The Legendary Life of an American Superhero

the next day.

　　Lake lying on the bed opened his eyes.

　　 Brush your teeth.

　　 Wash your face.

　　 eat...

　　Lake blinked, stood in the living room thinking for a while, and walked outside.

　　 downstairs.

　　 "咚咚咚!"

"coming."

With a creak, the door opened.

　　 A blonde and pretty loli who was only fifteen this year opened the door.

　　Alexis.

　　The neighbor downstairs, the daughter of the famous crime novelist Kassel, was born to his first wife.

　　 "Uncle Lake!"

　　 "Good morning."

　　Lake greeted Alexis and walked in. Then, he smelled the unique smell of breakfast: "It smells so good, let me guess, you made it?"

　　Alexis said, "Want to be together, Uncle Lake?"

　　Lake shrugged and said, "Of course, I have always been happy to have a beautiful woman invite me."

　　The single father Kassel sitting at the dining table rolled his eyes when he heard this sentence: "Return to single?"

　　Lake looked at Kassel.

　　 Alexis, who ran to pour Lake coffee next to him, raised his head when he heard these words: "No way, Uncle Lake, why?"

　　Lake shrugged: "Emotional disagreement."

　　 Even if nothing happened last night, Lake came back and thought about it. Sooner or later, he and Maureen would have to be separated. After all, the difference in life theory is good for each other to accommodate each other, and the contradiction will become more prominent in the future.

　　 To put it simply.

　　Lake is a carnivore, but Maureen is a herbivore.

　　Will a wolf fall in love with a sheep?

　　 Even if you love, you fall in love to kill the sheep.

and so……

　　Lake grabbed a pancake on his seat, took a bite, and hummed his thumb toward Alexis and said, "How many of your pancakes have I missed in the past six months."

　　, the daughter of Kassel next to him said blankly: "Thank God, our family has lost a lot of money in the past six months."

　　Lake looked at Kassel and smiled without saying a word.

　　 Alexis said coquettishly towards Kassel: "Dad, Uncle Lake is not an outsider."

Kassel looked at this Lake who came to grab his daughter's love breakfast again after half a year, and angrily took a bite of the pancake: "I hope he is, so that I can condemn him like the protesters outside. "

　　Lake laughed.

Alexis gave her father a roll of eyes, then sat next to him, drinking his hot cocoa, and looked at Lake: "Uncle Lake, don’t listen to my father. My father believes in you as much as I do. It must be those two. This guy provokes you first."

　　 Lake sips coffee.

　　 Next second.

　　Lake suddenly lit up.

"correct."

　　Lake pretended to take this thing from his pocket, took out the angel diamond from the last four consecutive draws, held it in his hand, and said to Alexis: "Open your hand and give you a gift."

　　 Originally Lake was thinking of finding a time to give it to Maureen.

　　 Lake can't sell this thing for money, even if it can be sold, the money sold can't be added to the lottery.

　　 But it seems that Maureen can't be given anymore.

　　 Not bad for Alexis.

　　 At the very least, Lake sometimes fantasizes about what a daughter looks like if he has a daughter, but he uses Alexis as a template.

　　 Alexis blinked his eyes and stretched out his hand towards Lake: "What, is it a shopping voucher again?"

　　Lake’s way of giving gifts has always been simple and rude in the eyes of Alexis. Last year, for her birthday, a shopping voucher worth a thousand dollars, and a shopping voucher worth a thousand dollars for Christmas.

　　Alexis thought it was also this time.

　　Lake did not speak, but shook his head, and released his right hand on the palm of Alexis's palm.

　　 In an instant.

　　 The angel diamond that lost the blockade radiated a brilliant light and fell on Alexis' palm from the air.

　　 Alexis's eyes gradually grew as the angel diamond fell, and his eyes widened. After a certain amount of angel diamonds fell on his hands, Alexis's expression became very beautiful.

　　 Kassel, who also thought it was a gift voucher next to him, coughed again and again after seeing the true face of the gift, covering his mouth, and wiping the overflowing coffee.

"Oh my God."

"real or fake?"

　　 Kassel got a towel and wiped his hands, then moved to Alexis's side and looked at the angel diamond in his daughter's hand.

　　Lake rolled his eyes: "Do you think it's a fake I'll give me a goddaughter?"

　　 Cassell looked up: "You moved in five years ago. My daughter was ten years old at that time. Ten years have passed since the baptism. Godfather, you should call yourself."

　　Lake shrugged: "Alexis just admits it."

　　 "I don't admit it."

　　 "It's my **** if you don't admit it."

　　 "……"

　　Alexis looked at the angel diamond shining brightly on the palm of his hand, glanced at his father, and then handed the diamond to Lake: "Uncle Lake, this is too expensive."

　　Lake waved his hand, did not take it back: "It is precious to you, but worthless to me."

　　Alexis: "..."

　　 Lake sighed very much. He was definitely not a pretense. For him, only money that can be recharged is real money, and other money that cannot be recharged is a piece of paper.

　　The diamonds from this lottery are the same~www.NovelMTL.com~ can be sold or sold, but the money sold can't be recharged. What's the use of asking for it, it just adds to the sadness.

　　Alexis looked at her father Kassel.

　　 Kassel raised his eyebrows at Lake, as if thinking of something, and said to Alexis: "Since it is your gift, then accept it. Do you need to put it in my safe?"

　　 Alexis narrowed his eyes and put the angel diamond into his arms: "No, I have my own safe."

Yes it is.

After all, it is the home of the famous crime novelist and the daughter slave of the rich. It is normal for Alexis to have his own safe, and Alexis’s mother often sends some jewelry to her daughter. Naturally, Alexis himself Just a little rich woman.

　　Alexis got up, said thank you to Lake, and then ran to the stairs. She wanted to take a good look when she put it in the safe.

　　 soon.

　　 Alexis' figure disappeared at the top of the stairs.

　　 Kassel sat down again and looked at Lake, who was drinking coffee and eating pancakes: "Are you going to give it to Maureen?"

　　Lake glanced at Kassel without speaking.

Kassel smiled, looked at the stairs, guessing that his daughter might not come down so quickly, then he looked at Lake and said, “It’s fine, I’ve always wanted to tell you, I heard a friend tell me... …"

　　Lake cast his gaze away and interrupted Kassel directly: "Friend? Ex-girlfriend? Or, the muse of which book of yours?"

　　 Literati are all scumbags.

　　 In the name of you are my muse, hook up one beautiful little girl after another.

　　 Cassell rolled his eyes: "Do you want to listen, I heard from my friend, Maureen seems to have a difficult identity."

　　 Lake: "……"