NovelStartKarl's his on a small island in the heart of the lake, not far from the city.
After Juanita finished shopping, she returned hwith a large bag.
She could barely hold it in her hand, and had two large bags under her armpits.
When she got to the door, she couldn't open the door herself, so she had to call out to Anderson, "Hey, Anderson, helppress
the lock. Oops, no, it's a fingerprint lock. You can't open it either. The password ... password ... is ..."
"Hell, what's the password again?" She frowned, trying to remember, "What do | do? | rarely use passwords, | can't remember!"
Anderson frowned. She bought so many things, almost empty the supermarket.
He wanted to help her with her things, and she didn't want to, insisting that he was still young and wouldn't let him carry things.
Now that she doesn't have the hands to open the door herself, she always knows to call out to him for help.
He was not polite and pulled Juanita's cell phone straight out of her pocket.
"Hey, hey, hey, Anderson, now is not the tto play with your phone. We have to get the door open first." Juanita yelled.
"Quiet." Anderson concentrated on Juanita's phone.
It didn't take long to hear a "click" and the door lock opened automatically.
Anderson tugged on the door handle and pulled hard, opening the door to its maximum angle.
Juanita was dazzled and her cherry mouth could barely close.
She froze for a moment as she watched Anderson, who had strutted in first.
Hurry up and follow him in.
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"Magic your ass, don't you have this smart lock networked inside your phone?" Anderson gave Juanita a blank look.
"Yeah, so what? You still need a password?" Juanita said in surprise.
"Stupid. Hack in with a background program and you can unlock the door!" Anderson's arrogant face made that happen.
"Ah! Hack!" Juanita was dumbfounded once again.
This kid, at such a young age, was already an expert hacker? Oh my, how much more he is capable of that she doesn't know.
Sure enough, Joyce's son is different.
But this child was just like Luther. Genetic inheritance, in the end, is very powerful.
Anderson returned to Karl's home, sat down on the couch, hurriedly picked up his beloved computer, and started playing.
Juanita walked into the kitchen and put down all the big bags of stuff.
She called out towards the outside, "Anderson, don't change your new clothes, put them on, someone important is coming later."
"Got it!" Anderson said back.
Juanita was busy inside the kitchen for a while and did not forget to get Anderson a glass of orange juice, she brought it to the side
of the sofa and handed it to Anderson, "Anderson, thirsty right? here is your juice."
"Thanks, put it there." Anderson didn't even look up.
Juanita put the juice on the coffee table, "You sit a little outside, do not wrinkle the clothes, there will be very important guests.
Also, your eyes, away from the screen a little, beware of myopia. | tell you, once myopia, wear glasses, not so handsome!"
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