Mecha Forger

Tang Fan's atmosphere was gloomy, Tao Qingxi was locked in the room and couldn't come out, everything was not going well.

Everyone on Wei Ruixing, as long as they are not stupid, has seen some signs of it.

God seemed to have noticed something.

Dark clouds like thick ink suddenly covered the entire sky. The sun that was hanging high disappeared without a trace, and the dark clouds were about to fall from the sky in the next second.

Gusts of strong wind swept the fallen leaves, and the space seemed to be distorted.

Soon, the heavy rain fell unscrupulously.

The heavy raindrops were pounding on the roof of the temporary residence, like a poor musician playing an inferior instrument in a haphazard manner, which made people feel even more depressed.

The ground of the temporary residence was not high, and the rain gradually seeped out. Song Ci looked at the expensive surveillance equipment and various electronic components around him, and couldn't help but frown.

But this hesitation only lasted three seconds.

Song Ci quickly made his decision:

He took out his waterproof suit from the space buckle and wrapped the dejected little girl tightly.

But he picked up the loudspeaker, stood in the most conspicuous place, and commanded the overall situation calmly despite being covered in moisture.

People all have bad natures.

Song Ci stood aside and coaxed Tang Fan for a long time, but after he left for less than half an hour, he actually... figured it out.

Looking at everyone busy and looking at himself with mushrooms growing in the corner, Tang Fan felt that he was being hypocritical.

Pretentiousness is not her usual style.

After reacting, Tang Fan's face turned red and he immediately devoted himself to the frontline work of flood fighting and rescue operations.

Multiple people take care of multiple people.

What's more, professionals like Tang Fan who are proficient in mechanics.

Her arrival is simply to save people from fire and water.

Of course, if everyone looked at Song Ci instead of looking at her, with an expression of sudden realization, Tang Fan would feel much more at ease.

Tang Fan's scalp was numb at the sight.

She glared at Song Ci fiercely and couldn't help but curse: I really don't know what kind of unreliable ideas Song Ci had instilled into these gossip-loving subordinates.

Song Ci, who received Tang Fan's "eye warning", did not only smile bitterly, but also smiled bitterly.

The girl he likes is unreasonable, what can he do?

Of course I will continue to pamper her.

How can I return it?

Other than... feeling a little more depressed, it's not a big deal.

Anyway, he won't die in a short while.

Song Ci gritted his teeth and continued to persevere in the pouring rain despite everyone's joking looks.

It was so tight that everything was packed away, and water could be squeezed out from Song Ci's hair to the shoes on his feet.

Although there were many complaints about Song Ci, Tang Fan still provided a clean towel in a friendly manner based on the "fake" brother-sister relationship and the fact that he wrapped himself tightly so that he wouldn't get wet in the rain.

Song Ci was flattered and took it. For a moment, he almost forgot the correct way to use the towel. He just wanted to take it back and treasure it.

This was the first time Tang Fan took the initiative to give him a gift!

Rounded up, it’s a token of love!

Not to mention collecting it, it is not impossible to offer it as an offering.

Anyway, Major General Song Ci and Song really didn't need a towel.

Seeing Song Ci dumbfounded, Tang Fan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and stretched his slender hand straight up in front of Song Ci.

"how?"

"Do not want?"

"Then give it back to me quickly!"

The mess in Song Ci's mind suddenly disappeared.

He grabbed the towel tightly and took a step back.

"Give it to me, it's mine."

After saying that, he ran away as if running away.