I have a portable space

Meng Zhe didn't dodge either, and let Tang Jia's feet kick him.

"Well, you kicked me, have you calmed down?" Meng Zhe asked with a smile.

"It's too insincere to want me to calm down so easily, and I need something else!" Tang Jia raised her head arrogantly, and said stubbornly.

"Well, tell me, what else do you need?" Meng Zhe asked with a smile.

"Hey, you're too perfunctory. You're the one trying to calm me down. Why do you want me to find a way? Shouldn't you be the one trying to coax me!" Tang Jia looked at Meng Zhe in astonishment.

Meng Zhe thought for a while: "It's fine, then you have to wait for a while, after all, this preparation also takes time!"

Tang Jia nodded: "Okay, just let me know when you're ready, and if it makes me happy, I'm thinking about whether to forgive you!"

At this time, Tang Jia's heart was full of anticipation. Although it was impossible for Meng Zhe to prepare a grand wedding for her, she still looked forward to the surprise that Meng Zhe had prepared for her!
"Looking at the boy in front of me, even though I like this boy to such an extent that I can even die for him, the last bride is definitely not me. Only people who have the same experience may understand this kind of feeling. The celebrity who instilled some poisonous chicken soup, forget it, if you have not experienced these things, if you say you can understand it, it is all false, there is a good saying, if you have not experienced it, don’t say anything that empathizes with you.

"Xi, don't you want to explain why you said that sentence?" Tang Jia looked up at Meng Zhe who was smiling now.

Meng Zhe was taken aback for a moment, then nodded his head: "Yes, I destroyed a thing in front of me, but that thing did something on my body at some point, and that's why things happened later. !"

After finishing speaking, Meng Zhe fell into silence again without a sound.

"Is it gone?" Tang Jia asked with a confused face.

"Yes, what do you think is going on!" Meng Zhe replied naturally.

"No, don't you have anything else to say besides the reason?" Tang Jia stammered and asked.

"Oh, yes, don't be so self-willed next time, and open up your heart to communicate, so that you won't be tired!" Meng Zhe nodded and said plausibly.

Tang Jia was almost pissed off by Meng Zhe's words: "Did I ask you to say this? I wanted you to say something..."

"Hmph, big idiot, big idiot!" Tang Jia re-entered the kitchen angrily, and started to cook.

Meng Zhe smiled: "She is really a very good girl, unfortunately, I'm sorry Jiajia, I can't hold another girl in my heart anymore!"

Meng Zhe sat down on the sofa, hesitated to turn on the phone several times, and his fingers stopped one centimeter away from the screen several times.

"Hey, if I call at this time, will Yingtong answer it? Could it be that she hasn't eaten during this time?"

Thinking of this, Meng Zhe became anxious, and even wanted to go back and have a look now, but since Tang Jia was cooking now, Meng Zhe couldn't make her cry again.

Meng Zhe suppressed the anxiety in his heart, and began to think about how to explain to Lin Yingtong in order to obtain her forgiveness.

But the more he thought about it, the more anxious Meng Zhe became, and even a kind of violence swept upwards, trying to control his mind.

Meng Zhe snorted coldly, and the cultivation method started to work, and a white film of light appeared on his body immediately.

Meng Zhe's exercise seemed to have worked, and immediately something called the exercise was expelled from Meng Zhe's body.

As soon as it came out, that thing wanted to run away, but was caught by Meng Zhe.

After imprisoning that thing, Meng Zhe began to look at this thing that could affect his mind.

The more he looked at it, the more Meng Zhe felt that this thing looked familiar. Suddenly, he remembered where he had seen this thing before. Isn't this a miniature version of Zirui, and the children in his hands are all exactly the same.

The more he thought about it, Meng Zhe felt a gust of cool wind blowing from behind: "If I hadn't discovered it early, my space would not be a means of life-saving, but my own pasture. I still underestimated the cultivation civilization on the earth, so unexpectedly Righteousness!"

"Master, can you give me this food?" Suddenly, Xing'er's voice came from behind Meng Zhe, startling Meng Zhe.

"I'll go, I said, why does it feel like someone is blowing the wind from behind? It's not my hallucination!" Meng Zhe turned around suddenly, his words were full of tension.

Xing'er smiled apologetically at Meng Zhe: "I'm sorry Master, I didn't mean to scare you!"

"Are you sure this is not dangerous to you?" Meng Zhe asked solemnly with his face restored again.

"No, if there is danger, my intuition will warn me"! "Xing'er said obediently.

"Okay, then you can eat it, it's useless for me anyway!" Meng Zhe casually handed the miniature version of Zirui to Xing'er.

"Thank you master, you are the best!" Xing'er happily took over the miniature version of Zirui, her face full of gratitude.

Meng Zhe smiled: "You still call me master, I have released you from the prison!"

Xing'er said firmly: "This is different. Even though that layer of confinement is gone, you will always be my master, and this will never change!"

"Well, you, like Tang Ping, call me Big Brother Meng, it sounds more natural!" Meng Zhe said to Xing'er after thinking for a moment.

Xing'er shook her head resolutely: "The master is the master, this backup cannot be messed up!"

"Why are you so strong? You can just call me Big Brother Meng if you are told, there is not so much nonsense!" Meng Zhe said a little angrily.

Xing'er looked at Meng Zhe's face, and asked cautiously, "Can I really call you Brother Meng?"

"Just call, no one will make sense!" Meng Zhe regained his smile and said gently to Xing'er.

"Brother Meng!" Xing'er called out unnaturally.

"Hey~ You're so good, you can call Yingtong your sister from now on!" Meng Zhe's smile became brighter.

Xing'er couldn't adapt to the changed identity for a while, she didn't stand or sit, she kept waving her hands in the air.

Meng Zhe just smiled and watched Xing'er moving there, he didn't intend to stop her, he knew that at this moment, Xing'er could only change her mentality slowly, if someone else forcibly changed her mind, it would indeed be extremely difficult. Changes quickly, but with this unstable mentality, you will still make some previous actions in normal times.

While Tang Jia was cooking, Xing'er kept making various actions, such as pinching her own arm, poking her face with her fingers, and muttering: "This is absolutely not true, I must be Dreaming!!!"