My girlfriend is a Kryptonian

Stayed up all night.

Xinian lay on the bed, almost watching the night outside the room window gradually being replaced by the cool morning light.

After all, what happened last night was too much and too exciting, and the extraordinary mysteries I experienced were more than those in my sixteen years of life combined.

Also, in the shower room.

When my aunt mentioned that he had awakened the superpower of the Familiar Master, she was not disgusted with it, or expressed her opposition to him using this strange ability. On the contrary, my aunt is helping me think about the triggering conditions and ultimate effectiveness of the lord's abilities, as if she wants to find an opportunity for him to conduct ability experiments, which is very meaningful to explore.

So, it wasn't that Xinian couldn't hold back, it was just that the theory was too tempting. He unconsciously raised his hands underneath him, as if he wanted to express his opinions.

Xinian didn't know whether his aunt saw it when she was rinsing the foam out of his hair.

He only remembered the last words his aunt said in the shower room.

"Xinian, what kind of person do you want to be?"

"There is no rush to answer this question. When the time comes, I will give you a chance to choose. No matter what choice you make, I will support you from behind."

Xi Nian thought about it all night, but still couldn't understand the meaning of choice and support in her aunt's words.

What choice? How to support?

In other words, Xinian did not dare to think about one aspect - the master of his super-powerful family could only be truly effective with the help of someone of the opposite sex with extraordinary abilities. The so-called help from the opposite sex requires a series of 'harsh' triggering conditions, which is equivalent to passive skills.

If there is no suitable supernatural being around to help, it cannot be used as a regular ability.

So, could the support my aunt was talking about be...

Recalling his aunt's initiative that "liquid is a medium, the more medium, the stronger the effect." Xinian felt that his body was getting hot again, which was the real reason why he didn't sleep all night.

fortunately.

Worried that Xinian's body would suffer from side effects, her aunt reported to the school early to give him a day off.

By chance, Xinian learned from the school that Gwen also took a day off.

The half of Spider-Man's face shown last night flashed in his mind.

Xi Nian thought for a while and couldn't help but suggest to her aunt: "Gwen has a cold. Let me go over and see her after lunch."

Diana naturally knew Xi Nian's childhood playmate, and immediately agreed: "That's fine, the distance is so close anyway."

She looked around the messy living room: "I will arrange for someone to come over later to renovate the living room and add new furniture."

"There won't be any trouble, right?" Xinian was a little worried.

The broken footprints, astonishing potholes, and window sills of furniture that he forcibly smashed on the living room floor could be seen by anyone with a discerning eye that they were not ordinary damage caused by daily use. If we get in touch again, the robbery that happened across the street downstairs last night may be exposed.

"Won't."

Diana looked calm. She was wearing a very intellectual and beautiful white shirt and trousers. She said elegantly and calmly: "I still have some connections, and I know what type of people to find to deal with it."

"That's good."

After lunch.

Xinian put on his winter windbreaker and went out to Gwen's house.

Just crossing a pedestrian street, less than a hundred meters away, Xinian arrived at the next door community. The security guard on duty in the community also recognized him. While greeting him, he opened the access control and said, "Xiao Xinian, you haven't been here for a while, right?"

"Indeed, it's been a long time since I've been here."

Xinian shrugged. It used to be okay when he was a kid, but in recent years, Officer George has become more and more wary of him like a thief. Xinian once wondered whether he had a criminal gene and was being targeted.

Soon, he arrived at the door of Gwen's house familiarly, and when he pressed the doorbell, Xinian suddenly felt a little uneasy.

Fortunately, maybe because I finally had some luck, a gentle female voice came from inside: "Here we come."

The portal opens.

What caught Xinian's eyes was a middle-aged woman about thirty-eight years old. Although there were some wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, her figure still retained her charm. Her appearance with a hint of lively temperament was very similar to Gwen's. .

It was Gwen's mother, Mary Jane.

"Xinian, you're here!" Contrary to Officer George's treatment, Mary was overjoyed when she saw Xinian at the door, and pulled him directly into the house: "Quick, it's cold outside, come in and talk."

"I heard that Gwen is sick. I came here to visit her." Xinian put on his house slippers on the carpet and glanced inside the room.

"Don't worry." Mary blinked as if she knew what he was looking at and said, "Gwen's father went out last night and hasn't come back yet."

"Ah." Xinian didn't know what to say.

Mary continued: "Gwen woke up with a fever in the morning. I have given her fever-reducing medicine and she should be asleep in bed now."

"In that case, I'll go back first." Xinian looked at Gwen's closed door: "Don't disturb her rest..."

"No need to disturb me." Mary waved her hand to interrupt him and urged: "You came at the right time, go in and see her!"

Mary pushed Xi Nian to the door of Gwen's room and said meaningfully: "Don't worry, the sound insulation in the room is good. Even if something happens, you won't be able to hear it outside."

"Well, I just came to visit the patient." Xi Nian's mouth twitched and corrected.

"Of course. Of course, it's just a visit, a thorough visit, as long as you don't get yourself infected." Mary's hint was very strong. She opened the door and pushed Xi Nian in, and helped to close the door again.

By the way, is this really Gwen's biological mother?

Xi Nian smiled bitterly, and suddenly felt that Officer George was relatively normal. He looked up and saw that Gwen's room was still the same as he remembered. It was clean and tidy, with a faint fragrance. There were many dolls. It was indeed a girl's room. Only the photos on the bookshelf were much more.

Hmm? Many of them were photos with him, and even he himself didn't have the stock to develop.

Xi Nian couldn't help but look at it a few more times, and then his eyes fell on a corner of the room.

The beautiful girl with golden hair looked like a sleeping beauty, lying quietly on the bed covered with a down quilt as white as snow, her small and delicate mouth and nose breathing evenly, and her white and tender cheeks like a baby were slightly flushed.

Xi Nian approached the bed and called in a low voice: "Gwen, Gwen?"

Gwen did not respond, as if she was fast asleep.

Xi Nian confirmed that his hand was not very cold, then he gently parted the golden hair and placed it on the girl's forehead, and his palm felt slightly burning.

Although the temperature was not high, she was indeed feverish.

Xi Nian silently withdrew his palm. He came to visit Gwen, first, of course, to visit the sick, and second, to know whether Gwen was related to the female Spider-Man he met last night.

Now it seems that he must have seen it wrong.

Also, how could childhood sweetheart Gwen be the female Spider-Man who was swinging around in the sky of the city and was very difficult to mess with.

Xi Nian shook his head. However, when his eyes fell on the girl's near, the slightly opened exhalation, perhaps partly because of the fever, the little mouth was more rosy and soft than before, and he was suddenly stunned again.

An idea emerged from his mind like a demon.

Is it wrong? Wouldn't it be known if I try it?