Smuggler of Two Worlds

The time span of the two worlds is exactly the same, so when Jiang Fan returned to his world, it was already late at night.

A whole day of experience made Jiang Fan quite comfortable.

A person who can only live at the bottom of the society in his own world, who was even more precarious before, racking his brains for a little rent, in another world, can laugh and curse, even Yu and the Noble Son of the Royal Palace had an intersection.

These are two completely different feelings.

For Jiang Fan, it is a kind of spiritual baptism.

Of course, only one day can not really change Jiang Fan’s character.

But it is foreseeable that as time goes by, when Jiang Fan travels more and more back and forth in the two lives within the realm, his mentality will definitely change.

Jiang Fan himself knows this very well, but in Jiang Fan’s view, this should be a good change, so he does not intend to deliberately avoid it.

Being carried back all the way by Tieniu, his body became a little stiff.

After some activities in his bedroom, Jiang Fan pushed out the door, planning to pour some water.

As a result, as soon as I came to the living room, I faintly heard the cries coming out of my side lying.

What the hell?

Why is there someone lying on the side? !

At this point, shouldn’t Shen Meng work outside?

Turning his head and looking towards the side lying, the door was rarely closed. Jiang Fan hesitated, but walked forward, reached out and held the doorknob, and tried to push it down.

Sure enough, the door was only closed, but it was not locked.

I opened the door smoothly and saw Shen Meng sitting on the bed with his legs hugging his legs.

And the door was suddenly pushed open, so Shen Meng couldn’t help showing an expression of consternation.

His face was full of tears and saw that Jiang Fan opened the door and walked in. Shen Meng did not react for a while.

Jiang Fan is also quite embarrassed, because Shen Meng actually wears nothing except a pair of white cotton briefs…

“When did you come back?! Before Isn’t it not at home?”

Shen Meng didn’t care, but he was very confused about Jiang Fan’s sudden appearance at home.

“Uh, I’ve always been at home, I slept in the bedroom before.”

Jiang Fan said subconsciously.

“Impossible! I also went to your bedroom to see it, you are obviously not at home!”

Shen Meng stared wide-eyed.

“Ah…ah? I went out for a while, maybe you went to see my bedroom then? Aiya! It doesn’t matter! Sister Meng, what are you crying for?”

Jiang Fan couldn’t make up any suitable explanation for a while, so he changed the subject decisively and asked.

Shen Meng glanced at Jiang Fan suspiciously, then reached out his hand and wiped his eyes, opened the mouth and said: “Nothing, today Mid-Autumn Festival, I feel a little homesick.”

Mid-Autumn Festival?

Yes!