Oh my God! Are these words from Mengmo like those gorgeous soap bubbles floating in the air? Or it seems a bit difficult to understand, but I am not the kind of person who has never drunk any ink.

After careful consideration, Xu Guiyue could understand it in 10: It’s nothing more than that real life has really become a story in a novel, and life is a play!

"I have to travel through so many time and space to experience life, but when I come back, isn't it like He Xiangu slept and woke up after sleeping and waking up, and the world is beyond recognition...

Xu Guiyue suddenly wanted to laugh, fantasizing that when she came back from time to time, she saw that Yang Li was already a white-bearded old man, and even he... might have passed away.

"Hehe!" Mengmo seemed to be amused by some intentional pretending to be stupid, "You can rest assured that this is not calculated equally with this world. You have heard of the Tao in heaven and earth for one year! Even... you have played in a certain time and space for a few years, and then returned to your home, it may only take an hour or two here."

That's true! Then I'll feel relieved.

"Then...when will it start?" Xu Guiyue seemed to be a little too late.

She really can't wait! She really wants to change the status quo quickly, because Yang Li seems to be not the husband she ideally is at all, oh! The husband she ideally is definitely not like what she is now, absolutely not! What is the relationship between the two people now? Even if it is not a cold war, what is the difference between it and the cold war?

Xu Guiyue felt that her ideal husband had been stolen by someone and the devil, so she only had such a body for her.

"I don't panic, I have to make some arrangements!" Mengmo responded to her.

Yes, it is also about traveling to other time and space. Even if the dream demon may have great magical powers, it does not mean that you can immediately appreciate it.

Xu Guiyue actually wanted to know more about Mengmo, but she swallowed the words to her mouth. She thought in her heart: the dreammo whom she wanted to know would always say what he wanted to say, but he didn't want to say anything, and he might not even speak even if he was worn out.

This morning passed quietly in a conversation with Mengmo. When Mengmo finally said that he had to leave here, Xu Guiyue realized that it was almost noon that he had not cooked.

However, at noon, Yang Li still didn't come back for lunch: he was really too busy, busy making money for this family.

Xu Guiyue cooks alone, but today she has lunch a little later than usual.

After Mengmo left, he didn't say anything again. Later, Xu Guiyue called Mengmo a few times, but the other party did not respond again.

Is it because he hasn't returned to his home yet? Maybe!

I thought I was already familiar with Mengmo (although I had never seen him, the two of them talked intently for a long time), I thought I was no longer afraid of any mysterious phenomenon, but - until the night was about to come, Xu Guiyue suddenly felt a sense of inexplicable panic in her heart, which had never been before! This is my home! What are you afraid of? But... But now I live in this home...
Chapter completed!