After waking up, my head was still drowsy. This was probably due to last night's time travel experience.

The consciousness returned to the body, and then a sensation of soreness surged into the nerves. The young man in the gentle village took a few breaths. He barely stood up and gently moved one of the eldest lady's arms. Seeing that she was sleeping soundly, he slowly got out of bed and found clothes to put them on first.

Worried about waking Ling Qi, he returned to the bed reluctantly. He leaned over and kissed the young lady's fair and delicate cheek before tiptoing out of the room.

There was an indulgence last night. He woke up in the morning and did not forget to take advantage of it. Then he left quietly like a cat stealing fish. If Shangguan Ling was awake and was not in a "some" state of excitement, Long Yun thought he would not dare to do so. While he went downstairs, he savored the smooth and greasy skin touch. There was a bit of evil pleasure in his heart. The more taboo it was, the more exciting it was. Now, he seemed to have realized what it felt like.

However, although lingering, I couldn't stop, but I was extremely tired last night and fell asleep. The experience of traveling through my dreams was not easy at all.

Before he knew it, he traveled to the parallel world again, and was still alone in a closed cell. Time was hard to bear, and the boring suspected mental patient appeared immediately. It was obvious that he had woken up through surveillance and planned to continue the boring interrogation.

Through the cement wall, he repeated nonsense like "I need to know everything". Long Yun experienced three or four times in such a scene. During this period, he had never ended his time travel back to reality. After repeated strange and boring conversations, he was not only exhausted, but he simply lay on the mat to pretend to be dead. Even the mysterious man who should have the initiative lost his patience a little bit, and finally roared:

“oha,holly_,fxxking_pissy_nuts!

诱’ll_色e,诱_will_色e,there’s_nothing_can’t_be_splitted_up,by_me!”

The angry footsteps went all the way away, and the American roar seemed to be echoing in the cell. He left the helpless conspirator. Long Yun sneered at the hole in the wall with contempt. To be honest, despite being imprisoned, he still despised the Americans' bad attitude - this guy thought he was, and wanted to show off his power, even if he asked the "mortals" to use their superpowers, and shouted in front of him!

The mysterious conspirator, who had fought for a while before - Oh no, if the US pilot who fought twice included the previous duel between Victor Rezenov, Long Yun and Ian Fleming would be considered an old acquaintance.

But now, he really looked down on this old opponent. Although the fierce battles in the Spanish sky not long ago ended in defeat, thinking back to the battle at that time, Long Yun did not think that this person's strength would be above him. The reason why he failed was that except for the enemy and we were few, the battlefield environment and confrontation mode at that time were very unfamiliar. In short, on the psychological level, he was not afraid of this guy at all.

However, no matter how you are mentally, it cannot change the reality of being imprisoned!

Just before the end of the journey, based on his feelings, about three or four days passed, and the mysterious figures did not appear again. Only mechanical devices brought food and water every few hours. Long Yun was irritated by his life as a prisoner. After all, he came to the parallel world to stay in prison. He didn't know any news from the outside world, nor did he know the kgb, the movements of the Soviet military, and how the world war was going?

It is indeed bad to be imprisoned in a cage, but for the first time in life, Long Yun is more sure that the news is blocked and even psychological loneliness is the most difficult to deal with.

I haven't seen anyone for many days, and it's unimaginable that ending the time travel has become the only choice.

He truly returned to reality and temporarily put the prison and negative emotions behind his mind. Half an hour later, the young man who finished his morning exercise met Yinglan outside the small building.

I saw Long Yun from afar. He was wearing an elegant outfit and looked more mature than his actual age. He greeted him happily. When he saw that there was no one on the left and right, he put his hands together and asked his followers to step back. Then he walked forward lightly, pulling his sleeves with a little coquettish look on his hand:

"Good morning, Long Yun, have you gone to run just now? Look, you're sweating."

While talking, Yinglan took out a handkerchief from her sleeve. She stood on tiptoe and wanted to wipe the sweat of the man in front of her, but she still struggled.

Seeing this, Long Yun bowed quickly, but wondered whether this was appropriate:

"It's so early, Yinglan, I had nothing to do in the morning, so I went out to run as I was used to.

The air here in Yangon, I told me, it's so useless. It's great. Is it just like this in the palace or is it the same in the entire city?"

“Of course, the same is true in other places, but the streets at peak times are not very good.

Speaking of which, um, when I went to Beijing last time, there was indeed a little bit of dust in the air. Long Yun, was it just by chance or was it always like this? Oh, remember, have I ever told you that I will graduate from high school this summer and go to college. My father meant that it would be best to study in Beijing. Which school do you think is suitable?..."

I haven't met for a long time, and now I'm close to the elder brother who has saved his group's lives. The carefree Yinglan expresses her inner joy straightforwardly. As for Long Yun, she also likes this young princess very much. Of course, it has nothing to do with it, but it's more like a kind of relative emotion. The two of them entered the house while talking. He wanted to recommend Peking University, but when he thought of the young lady with a very strong temper, she was at Peking University, she resisted the urge to speak.

That's right, with Ling's temper and thoughts, would it be better for them not to get together?

He was thinking about it all in a blink of an eye. In the blink of an eye, it was time to start dinner. Su Xue, who was busy all morning, asked everyone to come for breakfast as the hostess. Long Yun looked around and didn't see Shangguan Ling. He pulled open the bamboo chair and let Yinglan sit down, and then jumped upstairs in three or two steps under the subtle gaze of his lover.

When he walked to the bedroom door and looked around, he saw the young lady still lying on the messy bed. He hesitated for a moment and walked up to take a picture of his thin, covered body.

"Well... so sleepy, let's sleep for a while...

Please, sister…?”

While he was confused, he twisted his body to escape. The sleepy lady suddenly woke up, widened her almond eyes and turned her head to look back. She finally relaxed after seeing that it was Long Yun. Her voice was still narrow and hoarse, "What's wrong? It's only what time... I don't have to get up so early during the holidays. It's so annoying."

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Chapter completed!