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An Ning, who didn't have the option of crashing, immediately pushed Josephine away after being shocked: "You, you you you you you what are you doing???!!!"

"what happened?"

"Varied……!!"

Josephine thumped her hands with a sudden realization: "By the way, I forgot that Miss An is Chinese. Kissing is a way for us Americans to express intimacy."

"I know that! But, but dear, dear...it's not just men and women...friends...that..." An Ning's voice became softer and her head lowered as she spoke to the end.Josephine bent down very cooperatively, with an expression of listening carefully, which made An Ning even more nervous, "That is... that... that..."

Looking at the other person's expression that seemed to be about to cry, Josephine, who felt that she had teased An Ning enough, straightened up and said, "No, it was something between friends who were close to family. Well, think about it, those The hero and heroine in the movie will get married after the kiss, right?"

"Huh? Well, yes."

"So, because they are going to be family members—that is, close friends who are better than family members—they use this method to express the intimacy of the two. In fact, as long as they are very close friends, they can do this. This is not the case in the United States. What a strange thing, but Miss An from China may be a little uncomfortable...it's my fault, sorry."

An Ning, whose mental age was only ten years old, had no doubts about fraud, and immediately waved her hand saying that she didn't care, and then waved her hand to bid Josephine a friendly farewell.

At this time, the Bumblebee woke up from the crash state, but because of the sudden crash, it lost some memory files that could not be saved in the future. It only vaguely remembered that there was something very dangerous, and when a tense situation happened like a Decepticon attack, it immediately changed. Back to prototype.Leaning over so as not to touch the ceiling of the garage, protecting An Ning with one hand, and activating the heat cannon with the other, he looked around nervously.

"Bobo." No potential threat was found, and the bumblebee, who was feeling strange, heard the voice from An Ning.He lowered his head and waited for the other party's next words with an equal attitude.

"What?"

An Ning gently kissed the bumblebee's circular horn-shaped speaker.

In an instant, the Bumblebee crashed again due to the overheating of the CPU.

And here, Josephine, who had just stepped out of the garage door, saw her staff officer - Dach, who was stunned.In view of the dilapidated condition of the garage door of Witwicky's house, Josephine has no doubt that Josephine probably has seen everything.

Josephine frowned, said nothing, and walked straight to her car with her hands behind her back.Dach, who came back to his senses, quickly chased after him, helped him open the door of the passenger cab, then got into the front driver's seat by himself, and put on his seat belt.

From the corner of the eye, I saw Dach's hesitant expression on his face, and Josephine, who was worried that she might have a car accident, sighed, rubbed her frowning brows, and said, "Just say what you want, don't wait a while It’s not safe to drive.”

"Yes, sir!" Dach, who had been pardoned, uttered what he had been holding back for a long time, "Although I don't care about the fact that you have an overly intimate relationship with the task person, but, please think about your The...age difference between them."

Age difference?Josephine frowned again, indeed...

Seeing his boss start to think seriously about his words, Dach let out a long sigh of relief.

After all, this is the general age difference between father and daughter.Dutch thought.

After all, this is the age difference between a grandmother and a grandson.thought Josephine.

............................................................

It was a very ordinary afternoon, no, perhaps a little unusual, that is, the bumblebee did not come to pick up the young couple, Sam Mikaela, and the three-kilowatt light bulb, Anning.

What stopped in front of the three of them was not the Chevrolet Camaro shining brightly, but the Aston Martin shining like a rich man.

It wasn't Sam in jeans and a sweater who got out of the car, but Josephine in a well-crafted suit.

"Mr. Josephine!" Compared with Sam's face like October daylily, An Ning's face at this time can be described as spring breeze and peach blossoms in March.

Josephine steadily caught An Ning who was flying over, smiled and patted the other person's head, and then told Dach who just got out of the driver's seat: "Go and call a car for Mr. Witwicky and escort them go home."

"Wow, you, wait for me." Sam, who felt that his masculine dignity was damaged, stopped Josephine who was about to leave with An Ning, "Don't you think you should give me—Annie's guardian—— Do you have a reasonable explanation for my son? For example, where did you take my car. Another example, where do you want to take Annie."

Josephine looked at Sam blankly for a few seconds, let go of An Ning's hand, walked up to Sam, and said in a low voice: "I don't care about the two questions you asked me, but I care about the way you ask me ...I know you're worried about your girlfriend's feelings for you and your poor little boy's self-esteem, but," Josephine raised her hand, signaling Sam to let herself finish, "my goal is only Ning. "

"Varied……"

"I don't think it's dangerous to meet Anne's old friends." Josephine suddenly turned up the volume. Obviously, the words were not addressed to Sam, but to Anne who was at a loss behind her. "Do you think so, Anne?"

As soon as the words fell, Annie, who was originally flustered, immediately changed into a cheerful expression: "Are you talking about Op and the others, huh?"

"Yeah, Annie is really smart." Josephine turned around and returned to An Ning, just as she was about to open the door of the passenger seat for her...

The tragedy just happened.

Josephine turned her head to look at her silver Aston Martin, which was hit terribly by herself ten meters away, and then looked at the culprit—a GMC off-road vehicle that was completely pitch-black. There was a long silence.

——Hey, it's made of bulletproof material.

Considering her target's feelings for this car, Josephine decided to give up pursuing the responsibility of this car: "Darch, call the insurance company over."

"Yes, sir."

"Mi woo woo..." An Ning, who was startled by the loud noise of the collision, came back to his senses at this moment, blinked blankly, and then erupted into an unknown cheer, "Mi woo woo!!"

Facing An Ning who was flying towards his hood, the black off-road vehicle resolutely shifted into gear and backed up, narrowly avoiding the blow.

The pounce failed, and An Ning, who was lying on the ground, stood up, accusing the other party with her eyes aggrieved.

"You, you idiot!!" A man wearing sunglasses and wearing a black leather jacket looked angry, "You idiot!! I drove all the way from the port and the hood is so hot! You want to be scorched?? !!"

——Hey, isn't this Murphys from "The Matrix".

Everyone looked at the distorted Murphys with a disheveled face, and no one could understand the sadness in their hearts.

An Ning, who was encouraged by the unusually arrogant words, immediately revived on the spot with full blood, and continued to fly towards the left front wheel of the black off-road vehicle—and then fell to the ground again.

"Wh, idiot!! Don't you know that my wheels are running on the ground??!! So dirty you can hug..."

Thus, An Ning's eyes turned to the iron roof of the car.

Sensing the direction of the other party's gaze, the iron sheet broke out again: "Can't you and his slag come up???!!!"