Seductive wife, pampered!

Chapter 10 She doesn't believe it!
"Wait a minute!" Tang Wanqing hurriedly reached out and grabbed his arm, preventing him from leaving.

Now in this strange place, he is the only person who can be regarded as acquaintance, and he is the only person who can help her.

Can't let him go, if he goes, how will she go home.

Luo Cheng stopped and turned his back to her, looking down at the white and tender hand that grabbed his arm.

The hand is very hard, obviously she is afraid, afraid that he will ignore her?Or was it the fear that she wouldn't be able to go home?

It should be because she is afraid that she will not be able to return home. An ancient woman must be very scared when she comes to a strange world.

"Can you lend me a horse?" Tang Wanqing whispered, begging weakly.

"You can't go back to the Tang Dynasty." Luo Cheng told her the fact in a cold voice, moving his arm to break away from her hand.

"I don't believe it!" Tang Wanqing retorted excitedly, he was lying to her!

Datang clearly existed, how could it be impossible to go back!
She and Xiaoqing went to the Hundred Flowers Festival yesterday, and they were still discussing about using fresh flowers to cook. How could it be possible that when she woke up after bumping her head, Datang would no longer exist!
She doesn't believe it!
She can definitely go back, definitely can!
"Then please go ahead." Luo Cheng said lightly, and walked up the stairs.

Tang Wan bit her lower lip tightly, it seems that this person will not help her!

Without his help, she could have gone home by herself!

He glanced at the stairs angrily, then withdrew his eyes and limped towards the door.

When she walked to the door, she encountered the first problem, she would not open this door...

But she didn't want to ask Luo Cheng, so she raised her hand and patted the door: "Open the door, I want to go out!"

Standing at the corner of the stairs, Luo Cheng pursed his lips. This 'Tang Wanqing' was indeed different from the previous Tang Wanqing. The current Tang Wanqing was very stubborn.

"Hurry up and open the door!"

Luo Cheng raised his eyebrows, he wanted to see how she could get out, she was something ancient people didn't understand modern things.

Tang Wanqing stopped knocking on the door, turned around, walked to the sofa and sat down to observe the house.

This house is very warm, she will stay here for one night tonight, and make plans tomorrow!

It's dark now, and she can't find her way home when she goes out.

He didn't drive her away, it seems that this man is not too bad.

He took off his shoes and lay on the sofa, unable to sleep because of anxiety.

Is what he said true?Did the Tang Dynasty really not exist?

She doesn't believe it!
However, everything here is different from Datang, everything she has never seen before.

The medicine here is unexpectedly inserted into the back of the hand and 'filled' into the body instead of being drunk or applied externally.

The cars here have no horses, the skirts are very short without sleeves and the arms and calves are exposed. Everything here is completely opposite to Datang.

Could it be... Did Datang really not exist?Is this place really more than 1000 years later?

She just bumped her head, why did she come to this place, why...

Thinking about how she couldn't resist the exhaustion of her body, she closed her eyes and gradually fell asleep.

Luo Cheng walked down the stairs very lightly, walked to the edge of the sofa and stood looking at the sleeping Tang Wanqing, did she give up and go back?

Didn't you want to go home just now? Why did you give up after only a few minutes?

The next morning.

Luo Cheng went downstairs to the living room, and saw that Tang Wanqing on the sofa had disappeared! !
He subconsciously frowned, feeling inexplicably worried.

Did she leave?
Looking at the door, the door is closed and has not been opened, and the floor-to-ceiling windows are also closed.

She won't open the door, it's impossible to go out, where did she go?
Just when he was wondering, he heard a little sound like a kitchen knife cutting something.

(End of this chapter)