I have a portable space

"Well, cough cough, this thing has some flaws, anyway, if you have any discomfort, just tell me right away!" Lin'er said awkwardly.

Tang Jia simply returned the mirror to Lin Er: "It's better to forget it. After hearing what you said, I immediately gave up the idea of ​​trying it!"

Lin Er was a little anxious. Just when she was about to defend herself, there was a space fluctuation in the office, and Meng Zhe had already appeared in the office.

Seeing that Meng Zhe had arrived, Lin Er angrily put the mirror back, her face was full of disappointment.

At this moment, Tang Jia's voice reached Lin'er's ears: "If you don't mind, I can help you solve this side effect!"

Lin Er looked at Tang Jia in surprise, but Tang Jia stopped her before she could speak.

"Sure, we'll talk about it when the time comes!" Tang Jia made a silent gesture and mouthed to Lin'er.

Lin Er nodded, and then seriously and focusedly helped Lin Yingtong get the needle.

"Lin'er, I'm back, what are you doing now?" Meng Zhe stepped out of the space passage and greeted Lin'er enthusiastically.

From his angle, he could only see what Lin Er was doing, but he couldn't see the details.

"Oh, it's okay, I'm helping your woman get an injection now!" Lin'er said calmly.

"My woman, isn't my woman here!" Meng Zhe looked at Lin'er suspiciously and asked in confusion.

"That's right, who else can receive the treatment of me personally giving her the needle if it's not yours!" Lin'er didn't turn her head, and said with a slightly jealous tone while getting the needle.

Meng Zhe looked down at Oswell in his arms, looked up at Lin'er, and said, "Please, please find out first, okay, I only have one woman, and she is in my arms now!"

Lin Er was really surprised this time, but because it happened to be an important moment, she didn't turn around, but said calmly: "Wait for me for a while, I'll finish the injection first!"

"Okay!" Meng Zhe walked to Tang Jia and sat down, with a relaxed and bookish smile on his face.

At this moment, Oswell's heart was full of tension: "He won't go back on his word, will he?"

"He didn't lie to me just now, did he?"

"If, if he lied to me, what should I do?"

"Should I leave him?"

"But if I leave him, can I still survive?"

Meng Zhe turned his head to look at Tang Jia: "Jia Jia, how is the progress of the exercise I gave you?"

"Not bad, not bad!" Tang Jia replied stammeringly.

It wasn't that Tang Jia was nervous, but that she was frightened by Meng Zhe's attitude towards Lin Yingtong. Another point was that the woman Meng Zhe was talking about was not her, which made her extremely jealous.

Meng Zhe frowned: "What else can it be?"

"It's okay, it's okay!" Tang Jia still didn't recover from the surprise and concentration, and when Meng Zhe asked her, she was just perfunctory.

Meng Zhe raised his hand and tapped Tang Jia's forehead: "Comfort—it's time to recover!"

Tang Jia came to her senses, rubbed the place where Meng Zhe hit with her hands, and said dissatisfiedly: "Don't hit the head, it will make you stupid, and it still hurts!"

Meng Zhe didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "If I tell you, you ignore me, and if you don't hit you, you probably won't even look at me. What do you think is wrong with you?"

Tang Jia stuck out her tongue, and said nonsense: "Didn't I see you too engrossed, who told you to be so handsome!"

Just when Meng Zhe wanted to nod in satisfaction, Oswell pulled his clothes in his arms.

Meng Zhe looked down at her, and asked with concern: "What's wrong?"

"Oswell didn't say anything, just looked at Meng Zhe like that.

Seeing the displeasure in Liner's eyes, Meng Zhe immediately understood what Oswell meant, and his face was tender: "Fool, I just treat Jiajia as a younger sister, and she will soon become my sister." Now that I'm an apprentice, I don't have that much estrangement from her!"

Oswell nodded, but Danyi looked at Meng Zhe quietly with no expression on his face.

"Okay, okay, you little vinegar jar, can I still accept you!" Meng Zhe scraped the tip of Oswell's nose helplessly, his face was full of pampering.

"I don't want to be your apprentice!" Tang Jia protested loudly unhappily.

Meng Zhe rubbed his temples with a headache, his face was full of pain: "Why did the waves start again without stopping?"

Tang Jia did not answer Meng Zhe's words, but said loudly again: "I don't want to be your apprentice!"

Seeing the painful expression on Meng Zhe's face, Oswell pulled his clothes again.

Meng Zhe looked down at her with fear on his face. He thought that Oswell was also here to fight for her. Before Oswell could react, Meng Zhe said loudly: "Don't worry, I am I won't let Jia Jia mess around!"

Oswell's face was full of helplessness, and his eyes were simply closed.

As expected by Oswell, Tang Jia was furious when he heard Meng Zhe's answer: "Meng Zhe, who do you think you are? What qualifications do you have to control me? Is it possible to be strong?"

Meng Zhe smiled: "Well, this suggestion is very constructive, and it can really be done!"

Tang Jia sat down in the chair again, looking at Meng Zhe with despair and begging on his face, and said kindly: "Meng Zhe, Brother Meng, just let me go, anyway, I Your qualifications are all low, accepting me is not good for your personal image!"

Seeing that Meng Zhe was about to refuse, Oswell said directly via voice transmission: "You idiot, hold her down first!"

Hearing what Oswell said, his face was still so cold, and his words were still so unquestionable: "As for the apprentice, I must accept it. Of course, there is no room for turning around. As for what is it?" It depends on your own imagination!"

Hearing that there was a turning point, Tang Jia finally breathed a sigh of relief: "It's good that there is a turning point. As for what it is, let's talk about it later!"

Meng Zhe seemed to have thought of something, and said, "Oh, by the way, don't say I cheated on you, the time I've given you is two months, within these two months, as long as you do that thing, I will Just take back what I said earlier!"

Tang Jia nodded happily: "No problem, just read mine!"

Meng Zhe nodded, and continued to look down at Oswell in his arms, his eyes seemed to hide a ball of flame.

Stared at by Meng Zhe, Oswell felt a strange feeling coming from his body, and his eyes were covered with mist!
Seeing Oswell's appearance, Meng Zhe became interested, and teased: "What's wrong with you now, who made you cry?"