Mecha Forger

After Song Ci finally directed everyone to finish the moving work, when he turned around, he saw Tang Fan and Zhao Qian huddled together, muttering.

Although Zhao Qian was old enough to be Tang Fan's great-grandfather, the two of them were still discussing business matters, and Song Ci made it up himself, but Song Ci still felt a sense of worry in his heart, wishing he could separate the two of them.

This desire for exclusivity was so fierce that Song Ci even felt funny when his rationality came back.

I really don't know what kind of ecstasy this little girl Tang Fan gave him. However, the little girl herself seemed heartless and free, but it made him so worried that he almost didn't recognize herself.

He fell!

A heart was held in the hands of a little girl, and she couldn't help it at all.

Realizing this, Song Ci couldn't help but frown.

As the youngest major general in the alliance, Song Ci has always refused to admit defeat.

But love is not up to anyone at all.

The biggest defeat in my life was lost clearly and clearly, but I was not willing to give in at all, and just wanted to drag the little girl to sink with me.

If the gang of bastards under him found out, they might laugh at him!

Isn't this called "love doesn't know where it starts from, but it goes deeper and deeper"?

Thinking of this, Song Ci's lips curved into a smile.

Just thinking about the current situation and the mess he would face when he went back, Song Ci frowned again.

Tang Fan, who had just finalized the general plan with Zhao Qian, looked up and saw Song Ci's "scowl" look. He couldn't help but walked towards him, and subconsciously raised his hand to wipe away the shallow smile. wrinkles.

When his fingers were gently held by Song Ci's palm, Tang Fan realized what he had done. The red clouds suddenly flew up to his cheeks and dyed the tips of his ears red.

Classmate Zhao Qian, who was forced to eat a mouthful of dog food, couldn't help but burp, earning a dissatisfied glare from Song Ci.

Zhao Qian quickly regained his sense of being a light bulb, lowered his head, and pretended to be busy.

It's a pity that Miss Tang Fan, who was busy "tug of war" with Song Ci, didn't notice this eyebrow-raising lawsuit.

Major General Song, who forced Zhao Qian away with his eyes, lowered his head and placed a light lip print on the back of Miss Tang Fan's hand. He reluctantly let go of her hand and said softly: "No matter how urgent the matter is, You have to do it step by step.

Nothing is more important than you. "

Tang Fan withdrew his hand and rubbed the hem of his clothes with the back of his hand, but the warm feeling could not be wiped away. Instead, it became clearer as time went by. It even stained Tang Fan's cheeks and ears, making them change. More delicate than red peonies.

Seeing the little girl's shy look, a burst of joy slowly welled up in Song Ci's heart, diluting the little worry in his heart.

In an instant, Song Ci saw that the grass was green and the flowers were bright, and classmate Zhao Qian was also pleased with it.

As long as his little girl has him in her heart, even just a little bit, his world will be full of sunshine.

It seems that lending your little girl to a bad old man like Zhao Qian for scientific research is not so difficult to accept.

He raised his hand and rubbed Tang Fan's head, and said softly: "I'm right outside. If there's anything you can't solve, just give me a shout."

Tang Fan nodded and said softly "Yeah".

Seeing Tang Fan's shy look with his head lowered and not daring to look at him, the corners of Song Ci's mouth rose a little more.

He originally wanted to hug his little girl, but he was afraid that it would affect the progress of his research. Song Ci could only give up with regret and walked out of the room without turning around.