"I know you're not afraid, but next time you have to ask me to move a body or something, why don't you wait?" Lin Zezhong said with a helpless smile. He didn't like that she was always so independent, so he couldn't rely on her a little.
he?
"I'm not a child, I need help with everything." Zhao Tianqin refused.
"This will make me very sad. Qinqin doesn't need me anymore." Lin Zezhong said aggrievedly, lowering his head.
"Drama queen...I won't play with you anymore. I want to practice calligraphy. I think my handwriting is too ugly." Zhao Tianqin glanced at him speechlessly, pretending to be a pitiful man, she could tell!
Zhao Tianqin went to find some fountain pen copybooks and practiced seriously. In her previous life, she was in poor health and had very little strength. Her handwriting was only correct and she felt very bad.
Seeing that his wife ignored him, Lin Zezhong had no choice but to take a copybook and practice pen calligraphy. Writing well also requires consolidation.
The two of them had been in the space for a hundred hours. Zhao Tianqin looked at the desk outside and saw that it was only 12:50. The flow rate of time in the space was different again. Could it be that the flow rate in the space could not be controlled to be the same as outside?
Zhao Tianqin thought that the flow rate in space was the same as outside. He looked at the time and found that the flow rate could really be the same.
Zhao Tianqin restored the space to its original flow rate of 1:200.
"Aze, the flow rate in our space is different. It has become 1:200. And it can be controlled. It's only 12:50 now. Do you want to go back to take a nap or stay here with me?"
"I'll go back first, experiment with these beads, and make some space. It's so empty and ugly."
Lin Zezhong smiled and gave Zhao Tianqin a quick kiss before returning to his body.
…
If you steal from a relative's home, can't you be just and aboveboard?
Zhao Tianqin held her forehead, what nonsense was she thinking about?
This is a soul body, a soul body that has no sense of touch!
Zhao Tianqin concentrated on sensing the Blood Lotus. The world in the Blood Lotus was her space. How could she practice?
Zhao Tianqin had no choice but to observe the blood lotus carefully. She found that there was a small vortex under the center of the blood lotus. She used her mental power to explore it and it appeared in the space the next second.
???
No, this is not her space. There are only some flowers, plants and trees planted in less than 10 kilometers, but the rest is empty, including the rivers, lakes and seas.
Zhao Tianqin flew to a place where flowers, plants and trees were planted and found a 200-square-meter wooden house with only a roof and no door.
Zhao Tianqin walked in and found many wooden boxes stacked inside. When she opened the upper box, she found that there were some fruits and seeds inside, as well as several boxes of paintings, all of which were portraits of her and her children.
This is Lin Zezhong’s space, right?
He also missed his children so much, but they couldn't go back. She also drew many portraits of the children, and she could only miss them in this way.
Zhao Tianqin closed the box and walked to two mahogany wardrobes. As soon as he reached out and touched the handle of the wardrobe, his wrist was grabbed.
"How did you get in?" Lin Zezhong asked in surprise. He didn't know when she entered his space, and didn't he need to bring her in?
"Can't you see it?" Zhao Tianqin didn't answer his question, raised the other hand and pointed at the closet and asked.
Lin Zezhong let go of Zhao Tianqin's wrist with a tangled look on his face: "Okay"
"Then shall I open it? Is it some strange clothes?" Zhao Tianqin tilted his head and looked at him, looking very narrow.
"Yeah." After Lin Zezhong said this, he touched the back of his head.
"What's in it? Such an embarrassing, strange item?" Zhao Tianqin asked jokingly with a smile, adding the word "strange" to his tone.
"nothing"
"Oh... I don't believe it." After saying this, Zhao Tianqin opened the closet and saw a closet full of girls' clothes, including underwear, neatly folded.
"Lady of women's clothing?" Zhao Tianqin looked at him in surprise and asked.
"No, this is bought for you. What kind of nonsense is in your little head?" Lin Zezhong poked Zhao Tianqin's forehead angrily. The quirky little girl was obviously very calm when she married him.
.Is this actually her true temperament? Has he never really understood her in fourteen years?