Lie and win in the chronology with space (MTL)

Chapter 29

Chapter 29 [VIP]

    Large-scale social death scene!

    Jian Qingtong turned her head and wanted to go back, or just find a crack on the spot and dig in.

    Unexpectedly, the cold and domineering Tang Yuanzheng would also open his mouth behind his back!

    Fortunately, she was called to catch up.

    Jian Qingtong was speechless, there was only one request left, please send her back to the end times, thank you.

    The guard turned around first, and opened the iron fence door with a single swipe. He poked to the side like a small poplar, and made a gesture of coming in.

    "Hello, you've worked hard."

    Jian Qingtong looked at the open door resentfully, and hurried in with her head down.

    Xia Mingliang had already come out first, and enthusiastically let the guests inside:

    "Brother and sister are here? Tang Yuanzheng is in this room, you can go straight in. The space inside is small, but you can still sit open. Nod your head down, yes, be careful. Child."

    Jian Qingtong looked back at him speechlessly, and his head seemed to be surrounded by the magical laughter he just had.

    Xia Mingliang waved at her vigorously, his eight enthusiastic teeth were dazzlingly white in the noon sun:

    "Brothers and sisters, eat first, don't rush to leave, the sun is shining right now, take a nap and wait until two or three o'clock before leaving. Don't be late, stay with Old Tang more."

    Tang Yuanzheng bravely came over to pick up the heavy schoolbag in his wife's hand, seeing that she was too embarrassed to raise her head, and her face was also hot, and shouted to get out of the way.

    When is this a good place to go for a vacation in a solitary cell? It's just that the world is not in chaos!

    Xia Mingliang rolled obediently, and soon he heard his crazy hahaha from a distance.

    "Ignore him."

    Tang Yuanzheng closed the door, put his schoolbag on the table, and bent over to untie his wife's back.

    Tang Guo looked at the unfamiliar room with novelty, and when he saw him coming over, he grinned and called Dad happily.

    Tang Yuanzheng agreed, stretched out his arms to hug the little girl, and sat on the stool.

    Jian Qingtong had no choice but to sit on the single bed next to him and wandered away from him.

    The confinement room was very cramped, with a depth of less than one meter wide and less than two meters, and a height of only about one meter five. Even she could not stand upright when she came in.     The room was like a

    snow hole, with bare walls and bare floors, and the only window was so small that even a four- or five-year-old child could not climb out;

It was a standard tofu block. There was a desk opposite, a square stool next to it, and a light bulb on top of it. It was gone.

    Tang Yuanzheng secretly paid attention to the movement on her side. Seeing her

    looking around the house, he introduced as if he had nothing to say: "There is nothing to see here, and I usually don't come in, ahem."