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Chapter 156 Little Meng, You've Lost Weight (5)
Feng Ling said firmly: "Little Meng, if you talk about the process of time travel carefully, maybe I can find some clues and find a way to time travel to the past."

Dong Meng sighed: "Think about it, according to Xun Lie's words, we don't have any beauties showing their thighs here, we don't have air-conditioning, and we don't have Internet access. Uh, the Internet is somehow available. Anyway, you probably won't be able to go back when you come. gone."

Fengling expressed his loyalty affectionately like a heroine in a TV series: "You can have a family without you, what's the point of living without you, besides, if I don't go there, don't that kid Xun Lie trick you. "

Dong Meng cursed with a smile. It was probably the first time Yushuang heard such explosive words. She blushed with embarrassment. Looking at Feng Ling's handsome appearance, she wondered what the other party's status was. A deep love is considered a good relationship, but what to do with the prince.

Yushuang, who fell into the choice syndrome, rested her chin and thought in distress. Feng Ling stared at Dong Meng's face in the video, and used her fingers to draw the outline of the female general on the screen over and over again, and said with emotion: "Now that you have returned to ancient times, you It's that majestic female general, how do you feel?"

Dong Meng curled her lips: "It's really not that good. I'm in an unemployed position, and I can't really go up like those big men. To put it mildly, it's because I'm considerate of my identity. In fact, it's not discrimination against women. In Hyundai, I have to sue him for violating the labor law."

Feng Ling was amused, and Dong Meng continued: "I'm bored recently, I just took the prince to visit the brothel."

The man's face turned into the bottom of the pot in an instant, Dong Meng didn't realize it, and was still feeling: "You don't know the girls nowadays, the traditional culture has been lost too much. I often meet oirans in TV dramas and they will say that they are all good at piano, chess, calligraphy and painting." Proficient, the girls we met can only write doggerel. In order to revitalize traditional culture, we plan to hold an oiran selection conference. In fact, it is like a modern talent show. I have already thought of the slogan. As long as you have a dream, becoming the number one is not a dream .”

Feng Ling said with a sullen face: "Then you and the prince are sitting in the judges' seat. Every time a girl comes to the stage to perform, the two of you comment and communicate with each other. You say that I feel dreams from your singing, so tell me your story. The prince said that dancing is really good, welcome to my harem family."

Dong Meng was so teased that she couldn't get through it, "Yes, yes, this is the routine, alas, those people don't know how to do it, and the biggest one has presided over the emperor's draft, you don't know, that old-fashioned scene It's a headache to see, the emperor and the queen mother are sitting on it, and groups of people are standing on it, to see if they can get flowers or jade pendants, it's boring to death, what we are looking for is a girl who is alive, what about pole dancing and break dancing They are all necessary."

Seeing that Dong Meng's words became more and more unreliable, Feng Ling couldn't hold back his smile, and said righteously: "Anyway, you have to keep a distance from the prince. Is that kid trying to trick you? One doesn't even have a TV. People who have met, you two will not be happy together, but don't get too close, or Bao Gong will also travel through the past and directly chop you off with a dog's head as Chen Shimei."

Dong Meng snorted: "The two of us didn't get the certificate, at most it was because of our personality differences before marriage."

The two talked for a while, and Dong Meng sighed: "I saw that the battery is going to the end, I have to look up the general process of the talent show on the Internet, and learn from it."

Feng Ling comforted: "Look, it would be great if you came back, there are so many people in the company, this matter can be settled for you in minutes."

"Oh, let's not talk about it. I don't know when I will go back next time. By the way, you can find someone who understands and draw a picture of the internal structure of the generator. I will look for it and see if anyone can make it. When the time comes, use the mobile phone MMS send to me."

"OK……"

Turning off the video, Dongmeng's heart was empty and hopeless. Although the two of them were talking deliberately funny, they knew in their hearts that in the ancient times when there was no electricity, when their laptops and mobile phones ran out of battery, they might never be able to contact each other again. .

When Dong Meng was sad about spring and autumn, the little girl outside the door came to report that a woman named Ru Hua came to see her.

Dong Meng's eyes lit up, and she hurriedly called Yushuang to go out together. Although she changed into an ancient costume, her turbulent curves were still shocking.

Dongmeng was puzzled, Ruhua came to her house alone, how did she manage to not have some hooligans pestering her?
Just when the female general was talking nonsense, Ru Hua rushed forward, holding Dong Meng's sleeves with both hands and shaking them.

Dong Meng hadn't reacted yet, but her body reflexively threw the woman who claimed to be a fairy to the ground with a small grasping hand.

Under the maid's astonished gaze, Dong Meng finally came to her senses, and hurriedly explained: "I'm sorry, I was lost in thinking about things just now, let me help you up."

Of course, Dong Meng's respectful tone was not because of the other party's god, but because he hoped that the other party would come next time and bring him two or three charging treasures.

Ruhua sat on the ground, crying like a shrew, her body was rolling on the ground with thrilling curves, Dong Meng froze on the spot.

"I'll go, there are also mental illnesses among the gods?"

Ruhua cried for a while, but still sat on the ground and refused to get up, staring at Dongmeng accusingly: "Look at the good things you do, it's all because of you."

The female general, Monk Zhang Er, couldn't figure it out, so she said softly, "You should get up first, and it won't be good for others to see." He thought she, a female general, was bullying a good woman.

"I walked all the way just now, how many people asked me if I wanted to participate in the Oiran competition, did you make this thing?"

Dong Meng touched the back of her head, and said cutely, "Yeah, is it interesting?"

"Interesting about your size, this is changing the course of history! If one fails, Heaven will destroy us all."

Dong Meng coughed, really didn't notice this, and couldn't help but shyly said: "Is this causing trouble for your Space-Time Administration?"

Ruhua stood up, and volleyed the female general's head with resentment: "I'm causing serious trouble, tell the truth, are you one of those perverts in the legend who want to destroy the world?"

Dong Meng coughed: "I really didn't expect it before, I finally became a time traveler, wouldn't it make some noise?"

Ruhua said angrily: "If there is a little movement, it will change the course of mankind. Now that the heavens are in chaos, the space-time tunnel that should not have been opened has opened again, which may lead to a large increase in the number of people who travel through. What do you think about this! "

But Dong Meng's eyes suddenly lit up: "Really? Then my laptop can be connected to the Internet, and that's why?" Dong Meng took out her mobile phone: "The mobile phone also has a signal, tell me your number, I have it, I have something to do Looking for you again, you didn’t tell me what I could and couldn’t do at the beginning, at least I had to send out a copy of the must-reads for those who travel through time, and now I’m convicted of destroying all human beings, I don’t agree.”

(End of this chapter)