I just broke up with my boyfriend and then I transmigrated into the world of "The Lost Tomb&quo

"Oh dear, I should have brought another car." Ling Xiao took a sip of his milk tea, sucking up the tapioca pearls, and chewed them little by little.

"We're not really going to become green-skinned, are we?" Ling Xiao suddenly turned his head and looked at Xie Yuhua with wide eyes.

"Is that all you're worried about?" Xie Yuhua asked him.

Ling Xiao glanced at the milk tea in his hand and said, "Is there anything more terrifying than this? You destroyed a car, can you exchange the milk tea for ice cream? Even just one bite."

"So you knew all along that you couldn't leave?" Not only did Xie Yuhua not replace Ling Xiao's ice cream, she also confiscated the milk tea that Ling Xiao had finally managed to get after much pleading and cajoling.

"Drink less," Jieyuhua said.

"Drink less~" Ling Xiao was not happy. He imitated Xie Yuhua's words, but his tone changed and sounded a bit sarcastic.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch! I won't study anymore, I won't study anymore, I was wrong! I was wrong, okay?" Xie Yuhua grabbed Ling Xiao's ear and pulled so hard that Ling Xiao could only cry out that he was wrong.

"Naughty," Jieyuhua scolded him.

Ling Xiao gave Jieyuhua a hug, albeit awkwardly, and gently pecked his neck.

Hehe, I just finished drinking milk tea and didn't wipe my mouth~

Unaware of his thoughts, Xie Yuhua reached out and pinched the child's earlobe, asking, "What are you planning to do with this car?"

"If you're in trouble, call the police!" Ling Xiao's expression was firm, as if he had always adhered to this principle.

“Oh, isn’t this exactly what we wanted? We can take this opportunity to stay a few days later! It’s my car, and you’re the driver. Isn’t it normal for the traffic police to hold us up for a day or two? Whether we use these few days to prepare or cancel the trip, plans can change once we have time.” Ling Xiao explained his rather simple idea.

"So it seems you had this planned all along?"

"Innocent! You were the one driving! How could you joke about something like this! Plans always have to change! If we can't elope this time, we'll have to find another opportunity!" Ling Xiao put his hands together above his head, making a gesture of surrender, looking pitiful.

There was no need for two people to call the police. With such a big incident, the help of kind-hearted people was readily available, and the traffic police arrived quickly. After this incident, the trip was definitely going to be delayed.

It's impossible for Ling Xiao not to go, but he has to delay, not by delaying others, but by delaying the Heavenly Dao. How can everything be arranged according to the Heavenly Dao? Now that Chen Pi Asi is gone, the Heavenly Dao must fill this hole. To put it bluntly, he may be the one who came to fill this hole.

This time, the Heavenly Dao will definitely get involved in the tomb raiding, and with the help of Little Maitreya, plus its monitoring, it's as if the buffs are stacked up to the max.

However, I'm not worried about his safety. With checks and balances among the three parties, his life should remain stable.

After leaving the police station, Xie Yuhua called Wu Xie to explain the reason, saying that she and the child could not go back for the time being.

With tears in his eyes, Ling Xiao bid farewell to the small hotel where the other two were staying and pulled Xie Yuhua into the presidential suite.

"I still feel like you did this on purpose." Lying in bed, Xie Yuhua couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong no matter how she thought about it.

Ling Xiao glanced at him sideways, then turned his head away and said, "I thought you did it on purpose. What kind of good person drives onto a telephone pole? If I hadn't cut the seatbelt quickly, we wouldn't know where we are right now!"

"Look, my arm is all bruised and it hurts so much. You won't even let me have a milk tea." Ling Xiao took off his pajamas to show Xie Yuhua his arm.

The child could have gotten out first, but because the seatbelt was cut, time was wasted, and he jumped out of the car first. When the child got out, the airbag hit his arm, and since he already had blood clotting problems, he now has large bruises.

Xie Yuhua tenderly rubbed the bruises on his arm and said, "That car's brakes are faulty; you can't press them down at all. Is there anyone else who can move your car?"

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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