I have a portable space

"Xing'er, stop talking for Meng Zhe, the more you do this, the more I suspect he has a ghost!" Lin Yingtong stopped Xing'er from speaking.

"Well, how should I put it? I came to N for tourism a few days ago because of the activities organized by the school. You know this?" Meng Zhe asked.

"I know, what's the matter?" Lin Yingtong nodded, her face full of doubts. .

"Xing'er was the one I met at N's Hotel. At that time, he told me that I was the daughter of someone who liked to stab me in the back, but I didn't believe it, because the name Xing'er was too casual, and That person has very high requirements for names, and she would never choose such a casual name, so I wanted to test her out. After being tested by me, Xing'er showed her feet and immediately wanted to escape through the window. There is no other way, I can only watch Xing'er leave, but unexpectedly, I got a new skill at that time, that is this space, I relied on this space to trap Xing'er, and signed a master-servant contract with her Contract, that's the way it is, do you have anything to say?" Meng Zhe made Lin Yingtong's question clear in one breath.

Lin Yingtong was not in a hurry to make a judgment, but looked at Xing'er: "Did Meng Zhe say so? If he dares to distort the facts, you can tell me boldly, and I will teach him for you!"

Xing'er nodded: "It is indeed what the master said, the master did not distort the facts at all, not only that, but also omitted some bad things I did!"

Xing'er wouldn't naively think that Meng Zhe didn't know about her little thoughts. She was sure that Meng Zhe knew about it. It was only because of the master-servant contract and her confidence in herself. In addition, she didn't really implement her own actions. Meng Zhe didn't do anything to her, and let her imagine.

Lin Yingtong didn't continue to ask. In fact, she believed in Meng Zhe very much. It was only because of her worry about Mengze and the topic that Xing'er raised today that made her such a teacher. Zhe Zai didn't have the slightest doubt.

Tang Jia spoke suddenly and changed the subject: "Meng Zhe, are you okay now?"

She watched the interaction between Lin Yingtong and Meng Zhe from the side. Meng Zhe's unabashed doting on Lin Yingtong made her think of leaving this place.

In order not to make herself a teacher, she thought hard about a way to end this topic. Seeing that they were about to start a new round of dog food throwing rocks, Tang Jia immediately interrupted to change the subject.

"I'm only able to move with the Divine Stone now, and my body seems to be sealed!" Meng Zhe's steady voice came.

Tang Jia's heart that had fallen back into his stomach was brought up again by Meng Zhe's words: "Then how do you feel now?"

"It's okay, don't worry about me, I just feel a little itchy, as if my body is changing, and I can't see the specific change for the time being!" Meng Zhe's voice continued, without any panic.

"Then, is it positive or negative?" Tang Jia still did not relax and asked in a nervous voice.

"Zan can't tell, I just feel that my body is changing, and now the god stone is slowly changing, and I may have to stop chatting with you!" After speaking, Meng Zhe's voice became intermittent, just Under his powerful spiritual consciousness, he finished his sentence.

"It's okay, I just need to know that you are safe, you can feel the changes in yourself at ease, don't worry about us, there are still enough supplies here! If we are really bored, can Xing'er tell us about modifying the world? "" Lin Yingtong comforted Meng Zhe with a steady voice.

"But..." Meng Zhe didn't say the last word, and the connection with the space was broken.

"You and Meng Zhe have known each other for a long time, haven't you?" Tang Jia looked at Lin Yingtong with tears rolling in her eyes.

Lin Yingtong gently wiped away the tears from Tang Jia's eyes, and the smile on her face also restrained, her eyes were full of distress: "Silly girl, why bother, I read the information about you, you have better choices, Why hang on Meng Zhe, a tree with a crooked neck that has no merit?"

"No, I've already decided on Meng Zhe, and no one can change it~" The tears in Tang Jia's eyes could no longer be controlled, and flowed down like a flood that opened the gate.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo- ! ! !

She is a little girl who lost her parents when she was young and became a killer. At that time, she danced on the wire every day. If she was not careful, she would fall into the abyss and be lost forever!Even so, Tang Jia still did not give up the hope of living a life, and she always had the purest smile on her face, which made people feel distressed when they saw her. Later, Tang Jia received a task to let Tang Jia Going to assassinate Meng Zhe gave her a life where she didn't have to think about whether she could live until tomorrow!Later, Meng Zhe directly exposed Tang Jia's identity, and forcibly accepted her as his servant.

Lin Yingtong hugged Tang Jia into her arms and patted her on the back lightly.

To be honest, she really didn't know what to say, no matter what she said at this time was inappropriate, it was impossible for her to let Meng Zhe out.

Affected by Tang Jia's crying, Tang Ping also began to cry, and she also thought of her hard life in the past ten years.

She grew up in an orphanage, and she didn't know what father's love and mother's love are. Those nurses didn't really want to do this job at all. They were all attracted by the high wages and high remuneration in this industry. Taking care of them was just to complete the task. It's just that, several times, a two-year-old child kept crying, and a nurse kept spanking the child's buttocks, and the buttocks were directly flushed. Later, the old director came and brought this matter up. After calming down, the nurse was fired by the old dean. For this reason, the old dean offended many dignitaries.

Tang Ping could feel that the old director was really good for them, but he had no money in hand. Although the country vigorously supported the orphanage, the funding was still a drop in the bucket. In a small county town, background is everything, but the old dean is very decisive, he just refuses to get in touch with those people, just relying on his income from Weibo, plus funding from well-wishers in society, and subsidies from the state Only barely supported the orphanage.

Being more sensible, Tang Ping also asked the old director: "Why don't you report the situation of our orphanage to the state?"

At that time, the old dean just smiled and told Tang Ping not to worry about these things, and told her to study hard and find a good job in the future, so his hard work would not be in vain.