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Not very likely, but definitely.
A man like Jeppard who cares about his reputation will definitely not be able to withstand the harm caused by Cheng Che.
Jeppard pursed his lips and nodded, "You're right."
"Since Cheng Che said that, Swarovski will definitely be fixed." Sangbo stretched and sat aside with his legs crossed, "But when will my hair stop falling out!"
Seeing that he couldn't help, Sanyueqi grabbed Xing and Bronya and sat aside, shaking his head, "I haven't lost much hair today, only twenty-seven strands today!"
Hearing this, Sangbo glanced at March Seven's head.
Indeed, it is no longer a pink dandelion.
After thinking for a moment, Sambo took off the shower cap on his head, lowered his head and began to shake it from side to side.
For a moment, the blue hair fluttered in the wind, blurring everyone's vision.
San Yueqi was stunned for a moment, and his incomprehensible gaze fell on Sangbo, "What's wrong with you?"
Are you finally going crazy?
"Let more hair fall off." Sambo shook his head and stuffed a handful of hair into his pocket. "As long as we are fast enough, it will fall off sooner."
March 7:…
Good logic!
"But it's useless." Xing covered his mouth and nose with his hands and held down Sangbo's shaking head, saying earnestly, "Based on our experience during this period, it's useless. After all, we had a pillow fight on March 7th."
As soon as the words fell, Sambo fell into a daze for an instant.
The blue-haired man sat on a wooden box, his blue hair falling down, his eyebrows drooping, and his whole face looked pitiful and aggrieved.
Xing sighed heavily, looked at Sangbo and said earnestly: "Accept the facts."
Sambo raised his head, "So why am I squatting in the snow?"
I knew so...
He wouldn't bury himself in the snow, at least his underwear would not fade.
"I want to ask that, too." Sanyueqi spread his hands in confusion and said seriously, "I can't understand why a person would choose to hide himself in the snow."
Sang Bo felt hopeless and quietly collected his fallen hair into a bag, in case some jinx didn't have a pillow and started cursing in anger.
"pat-"
There was a slight sound, and a trace of confusion flashed in Sambo's eyes, and the action of collecting hair paused slightly.
He hesitantly reached out and touched his head, feeling it wet.
Sambo looked at the water stains on his fingertips and looked up blankly.
Jeppard stood in front of Sangbo holding Cheng Che's thermos cup, and carefully poured water over Sangbo's head with the cup lid in his hand.
"You..." Sambo was stunned, a trace of confusion in his eyes, "What are you doing?"
Jeppard pursed his lips and said with embarrassment, "Water the flowers."
How can you grow flowers without watering them?
Chapter 80 Cool...sister?
"Miscalculation—"
The tall robot stood up shakily, its mechanical voice choking with pauses, "Protect - Protect the lower area -"
Clara raised her head and looked at Swarovski with a worried look on her face. "Mr. Swarovski, stop calculating for now and have a good rest..."
Although I don't know what will happen if the robot takes a rest...
But there’s nothing wrong with people who are not feeling well taking a break!
Clara hesitated for a moment, then turned to look at the people behind her, "Is this fixed?"
Cheng Che put the screwdrivers away one by one and put them in his pocket, then took the towel from March Seven to wipe his hands, "It's fixed, I'm sure."
Hearing this, Clara turned and looked at Dan Heng.
Dan Heng pursed his lips and nodded, "It's fixed."
It's just a little slow, it will be fine after a while.
"After Cheng Che said that, everything will be different." Sanyueqi patted his chest, pointed at Jeppard and said to Cheng Che: "I think he wants to grow grass, I suggest you blow him up."
Cheng Che wiped his hands and turned his head, his eyes falling on the people next to him.
Bronya stood beside Jeppard, her face full of hesitation to speak.
Jeppard held the thermos cup and drops of water fell on Sambo's head.
Natasha stood behind Sambo, holding his shoulders with both hands, and said in a gentle and persuasive manner, "I also want to know if it will grow back..."
Cheng Che: ...
A trace of confusion flashed across Cheng Che's eyes, "Are the people in this world not very smart?"
Watering the flowers is fine, but why...
Cheng Che patted Jeppard's shoulder and said in a cryptic way, "My glass is filled with wine."
Watering the flowers like this...
It would be strange if he didn't die.
Jeppard was startled and his hands trembled.
With a loud splash, a whole glass of wine was poured on Sambo's head.
"pat-"
With a slight sound, a blade of grass drooping above Sambo's head fell to the ground.
Sambo lowered his head to look at the grass, randomly lifted his hair, and the resentment in his eyes disappeared instantly.
He put on a smiling face, excitedly grabbed Jeppard's wrist, and said sincerely, "Thank you, Guardsman! I finally don't have grass growing on me!"
Jeppard:…
He really wanted to save this little grass!
"Do you want to grow some grass yourself?" Cheng Che looked at Jeppard and thought for a moment before speaking, "As long as you get bombed, you can grow grass yourself, and..."
Cheng Che's eyes swept over the heavy armor Jeppard was wearing, "I believe you can handle it."
Jeppard took a step back, "No need."
My sister will laugh at me to death when I get back, and she might even print out the photo and hang it on the door of the machinery house!
"But..." Sang Bo put his hand into his hair and pushed it back from the roots. His sincere and puzzled eyes fell on Cheng Che, "Don't you have a low alcohol tolerance? Why do you put wine in the thermos?"
"Because it's not good, so exercise." Cheng Che glanced at Sambo, took the thermos cup from Jeppard and shook it.
With two clicks, two red fruits fell to the ground.
Cheng Che spread his hands, "Actually, I'm very healthy."
Sambo: ...
Sambo was silent for a moment, then hesitantly asked, "What is this?"
What's in the wine?
"Cherries." Cheng Che snorted, tightened the thermos cup and put it in his bag, looked at Jeppard and said, "Remember, you owe me a glass of wine now."
Jeppard pursed his lips and nodded, "That photo..."
"No." Cheng Che had a blank expression on his face, staring directly at Swarovski, who was resuming operation. "Unless you tell me who the person who drew the wanted poster is, where he lives, whether I can fight him, and whether I will be caught if I fight him."
Jeppard:…
Bronya:......
Bronya looked at Jeppard in embarrassment and prayed for him in her heart.
Pitiful.
Wasn’t that painted by the garrison officer himself?
Jeppard's expression froze and he fell silent.
So, can I get back the negatives of my dark history during my lifetime?
"As long as you die socially enough, one day you won't care about these things anymore!" San Yue Qi waved his hand nonchalantly, looking down at his phone, "But Cheng Che found the Polaroid camera, so there's no need to print photos. I really want to see that cool sister again."
As soon as the words fell, Jeppard's brows jumped and veins on his forehead suddenly popped out.
He raised his head in disbelief, his voice trembling, "Cool...sister?"
"Yes." Sanyueqi met Jeppard's gaze, obviously a little confused, and answered honestly, "It's the mechanical house you recommended to us!"
Jeppard: !!!
Black history!
Machinery House!
Shiluwa!
elder sister!
It’s over!
The word "finished" lingered in Jeppard's mind for a long time.
He looked up blankly at the dark sky of the Lower District, and at this moment he wondered how likely it was that he would run away from home.
No, no, no, the lower area is not enough. My sister will come all the way to find me and laugh at me!
"What's wrong?" March Seven looked at the expression on Jeppard's face and asked in confusion, "He feels like he wants to dig through Yalilo No. 6 with his fingers..."
Sambo finally let out a sigh of relief from being doused with water, and after putting his shower cap back on carefully, he spoke, "It's nothing, it's just that the owner of the machinery shop happens to be the garrison officer's sister."
This sister is a little naughty, and she might really hang her brother's dark history in the machinery room.
San Yueqi opened his mouth and was silent for a moment before speaking to comfort her, "My condolences..."