Mecha Forger

Tao Qingxi has already spoken, what else can Song Ci do?

He took out all the paralysis medicine from the space buckle, calculated the dosage, and held it in his left hand.

His right hand was not idle either, holding a hole punch and gesturing at the outer wall of the battleship.

Tao Qingxi's expression suddenly became much better, "Major General Song is very calculating!"

Song Ci was only thinking about the possibility of the little bug flying out, and turned a deaf ear to Tao Qingxi's "praise".

Tao Qingxi, who was ignored, couldn't help but roll his eyes when he looked at Song Ci who was attentive.

She directly took the hole punch in Song Ci's hand, slightly adjusted the diameter, and pointed it at the outer wall and pressed it.

Seeing a hole the size of a medicine bottle appear out of thin air, Song Ci took the medicine in his hand and stuffed it inside without hesitation.

The hole is neither big nor small, just big enough to accommodate a medicine bottle.

The sound of the outer wall and the bottle rubbing against each other was a bit harsh, but to Song Ci's ears, it sounded so pleasant.

Song Ci silently gave Tao Qingxi a thumbs up, and Tao Qingxi nodded her head reservedly.

“Professional matters need to be done by professionals!”

This is so true that even Song Ci doesn't know how to continue it.

Fortunately, the potion he had just stuffed in evaporated almost completely, so Song Ci quickly turned around and pretended to change the potion.

Embarrassment, silent embarrassment, overflowed everywhere.

Tao Qingxi's face suddenly turned red with anger.

Song Ci caught a glimpse of it from the corner of his eye and didn't dare to look back.

Such a big man stood there clutching a few potions, as if grasping at a life-saving straw.

But there are so many potions!

Song poetry is filled with stuff one after another, and it will always come to an end.

Seeing that the last one was inserted by him, Song Ci, who was empty-handed, suddenly panicked.

The obviously tense atmosphere suddenly became funny.

The knife could still be held in, but Song Tong laughed out loud without giving up, "Keep stuffing it in!"

Why don't you continue? "

Song Ci was also impressed by Song Tong's ability to pick up which pot he didn't like.

He glared at Song Tong fiercely, not wanting to say a word.

Seeing Song Ci's failure, Tao Qingxi felt much better, his face was no longer red, and he was no longer angry.

When Song Tong saw that this move was effective, his eyes lit up.

She opened Song Ci and said coldly: "You are a professional in stuffing medicine bottles. Get out of the way as soon as you finish stuffing. Don't delay my professional observation work.

Can you afford to pay for the delay? "

After saying that, Song Tong took out his instrument and moved it next to the small hole.

Tao Qingxi quickly grabbed her and said with a smile: "From my professional perspective, the diameter of your instrument is slightly larger than the diameter of the medicine bottle.

You’d better let me come first!”

Student Song Tong touched his nose in embarrassment and took half a step back. Unfortunately, he stepped on Song Ci's foot, causing Song Ci to gasp in pain.

At this moment, Xiaodao couldn't hold it in any longer and laughed out loud.

Tao Qingxi, who was adjusting the hole punch, couldn't help but curl his lips.

Looking at Song Ci's livid face, Song Tong felt guilty. She handed the instrument in Tao Qingxi's direction, whispered "Leave it to you", and hurriedly ran out.

The look of refusing to admit his mistakes is inexplicably consistent with Song Ci.

Tao Qingxi pursed her lips and muttered, "As expected of a family!"

After understanding the subtext of the Song lyrics, I was stunned, unable to say a word.

Xiaodao, who had been eating melon for a long time, laughed out loud again.