Mecha Forger

If it was an order, Tao Qingxi would naturally not be able to refuse it while standing on the territory of the expeditionary force.

But if it’s a request,…

Song Tong glanced at Tao Qingxi's unkind expression, and stared at Song Ci with worry in his eyes.

Not only was Song Tong not optimistic about Song Ci, but even Mr. Li Banxia felt that the form was not optimistic.

The old man sighed and was about to stand up again to smooth things over, but was stopped by Song Ci.

But Song Ci himself knelt down in front of him, stared into Tao Qingxi's eyes, and said word for word: "The expeditionary army has no practice of ordering subordinates to do extraordinary things.

What's more, Ms. Tao Qingxi is not from our expeditionary force.

I don't have the right or position to give orders.

This is just my personal, private request. I hope Ms. Tao can seriously consider it. "

I originally thought that Song Ci would use power to bully others, but Tao Qingxi had already planned that "wealth cannot be lascivious, poverty cannot be removed, and power cannot be subdued."

Who would have known that Song Ci displayed the demeanor of a sincere and courteous corporal...

Tao Qingxi was stunned for a moment.

Tang Gang, who was following, had mixed feelings when listening to this conversation.

He thought he loved Tang Fan deeply, but looking at the way Song Ci put down everything to support Tang Fan, he felt that there was another man who also loved his baby in a different way.

That feeling is extremely complicated.

The person whose inner activities were more complicated than Tang Gang felt was Mo Xian, who was half a step behind him.

Looking at the two people squatting and sitting together, Mo Xian's face showed a rare emotion.

He silently crossed Tang Gang, strode up to Tao Qingxi, and shouted in a low voice, "Qingxi!"

The low and familiar voice fell on Tao Qingxi's ears, and it was immediately amplified countless times, causing Tao Qingxi to jump up and dodge behind the big tree.

The speed, which was so fast that it was beyond Tao Qingxi's physical ability, shocked most of the people present and successfully angered Mo Xian.

He squinted his eyes, stared at the obstructing tree in front of him, and sneered at the woman behind the tree who was seeking death: "Are you going to come out on your own, or are you waiting for me to come and catch you in person?"

Tao Qingxi pursed her lips and walked out from behind the big tree with a dry smile, "Mo Xian, long time no see, why are you here?"

Mo Xian tugged on his military uniform and sneered: "What do you think?"

Tao Qingxi, who was scolded to death for asking a stupid question, really didn't know how to face Mo Xian, who was full of aura, so she could only turn to Song Ci for help.

Song Ci, who was enjoying the show, originally didn't want to face Mo Xian directly.

But Tao Qingxi's look with a hint of threat in asking for help reminded Song Ci of Tang Fan, who was currently under anesthesia and lying quietly in the treatment cabin.

Song Ci, who was asking for help, had no choice but to step forward, stand between Tao Qingxi and Mo Xian, grab Mo Xian's shoulders, and smooth things over.

"Adjutant Mo, after all, Ms. Tao is also my invited guest. For my sake, can you put your grudges aside for now?"

Mo Xian raised his molars, clicked his tongue, and mercilessly slapped Song Ci's hand away. He grabbed Tao Qingxi, carried it to him like a little chicken, and said coldly: "Sorry! This I can’t give you face.

Major General Song has time to care about other people's affairs, so why not worry about yourself first? When you get to the marshal's office later, how will you explain your behavior of driving a mecha in the camp without permission during non-wartime conditions? "