'Isn't this Zhao Qiao'Er's room?' he wondered. 'How did I end up here?'
At the same time, Song Meiqin noticed that the surface she was sitting on wasn't flat. It felt like she was on some kind of soft cushion.
Suddenly hearing Lu Yuan's voice, Song Meiqin quickly got up to look.
She saw Lu Yuan's face was flushed completely red.
Zhao Qiao'Er was off to the side, covering herself with a blanket and giggling, looking for all the world like she was just enjoying the show.
Song Meiqin hurried over to help Lu Yuan up, asking with concern, "Nephew, are you all right?"
Lu Yuan shook his head. He'd nearly given himself a concussion, and his nose was stinging from the impact.
'Looks like I really can't use this spatial teleportation Array while lying flat,' he thought.
It was a good thing it was just Song Meiqin who had been teleported this time.
If it had been some ten-ton object, wouldn't he have been smashed into a deep crater?
