Space Spirit Spring: Farmhouse Qiao Jun’s Wife

  Su Haitang fell into a deep sleep, dreaming that she entered the space.

  The original three-cubic space has expanded dozens of times, and the dense fog is dense, like a fairyland.

   And the original bowl-sized spiritual spring water has also been updated. It is the size of a washbasin. It has accumulated a pool of quiet spring water, which is clarified without a trace of impurities. It is like a natural crystal, exquisitely carved and beautiful.

  Su Haitang picked up a handful of sweet spring water to drink to quench her thirst, and muttered, "If there was more water in this spring, it would be even better if I could take a bath in it."

   Surrounded by white mist, like strands of white clouds, being in it is like a dream.

  Su Haitang walked around. Except for the white fog, it was still white fog. After the novelty, she became a little bored. She yawned and lay down on the open space beside the Lingquan water.

   The last thought before going to bed is that this dream is very funny, if only it was real.

  Su Haitang woke up, looking at the unfamiliar bed above, unable to return to her senses.

   There was a sharp whistle and a loud slogan outside the window, and she remembered that she had enlisted in the army.

   After running for half a day and a night, Su Haitang snorted softly, unable to believe that she had done such a crazy thing.

   She wanted to make a splash, but she didn't want to work so hard.

  You Qi ran mechanically as if she couldn't help herself. The fear of running for her life, even if it was just a simple memory, made her shudder!

   By the way, space!

   She sank and looked at the culprit who made her lose control.

Huh? This white fog shrouded, why does it look so familiar?

  Su Haitang didn't have time to check it out, and with a whimper, her arms were heavy, and the little fox wagged her tail happily at her!

   This little thing is uninvited again.

   This was Su Haitang's first reaction.

   She flexed her fingers, wanting to flick it to teach her a lesson, but her movements froze in mid-air.

  The little fox is right in space.

   She moved her arms, and the tightening force made the little fox whimper at her protestingly, and the little black eyes seemed to be filled with tears.

   It was right in her arms.

   But, she was clearly sleeping on the dormitory bed!

How is this possible!

  Su Haitang let go of her hand subconsciously.

   The next second the little fox fell, he flexibly twisted and jumped onto her shoulders, his little paws lightly wrapped around her neck, and his little head rubbed desperately to please her.

   She could clearly feel the whirring sensation of the pink pads on its little paws.

   is not a dream.

  Su Haitang touched the little fox, the little guy whimpered twice, laying down on her shoulders, a fluffy tail bent up, hooked her neck, and lay down lazily again.

  Su Haitang ignored it, walked to the Lingquan step by step, stood there for a while, suddenly stretched out her hand, and said "close"!

  Empty hands, and there was no miracle like the spiritual spring water automatically flew into her palm as she imagined.

   She put down her palms, frowned for a while, looked at the somewhat familiar dormitory outside, and reached out to grab the clothes hanging on the hangers by the bedside.

got it.

   She stared blankly at the clothes in her hands for a while, then suddenly cheered excitedly, and tried to hang the clothes back up again.

   Success again.

  Su Haitang tried again and again, took it in and out, and had a lot of fun!

   The little fox was disturbed, purring, and its fluffy tail gently scratched her neck, reminding her to be quiet.

  Su Haitang finally put away the fun, holding the hanger and grinning silly.

   She can enter the space!

   Although it seems that she is only part of her, she is really in! Instead of only "seeing" from the outside before.

   In the future, maybe everyone can come in! Isn't that invincible? Life-saving artifact!

   Just don’t know how the energy consumption is.

  Su Haitang naturally calculated the price.

   I don't blame her for being too pessimistic, she has suffered too many losses, and I don't believe that God will suddenly love her selflessly.

   By the way, isn't this the little dress she wore yesterday? Who helped her wash it?

   She seems to have taken a shower, and she doesn't feel sweaty and sticky.

  Who did it? She can't be sleepwalking, can she?