Solstice Executive Officer, the start of the game is bound to the injustice system

"Yo, are you willing to come back to see your buddies?"

"You also said you don't have a crush on me. Isn't this a crush?"

Su Ming gracefully turned over on the machine tool, showing a mocking smile, he couldn't sleep because the machine tool was so tight, he might as well tease the lovely lady puppet, anyway, he has nothing to do now.

Sandonie looked at the scum of society. The last person who dared to talk to her like that had already been headshot by a tool hammer and turned into a mannequin in the training ground.

"Tsk."

The puppet lady showed an impatient expression, and her right foot, which was wearing a bunny cotton mop, was irritatingly lighting on the floor, "I have never kept a man overnight in my workshop, what if you pervert make something while I'm sleeping?" What about the indescribable things?"

She had distrust written all over her face. Su Ming's perversion had already been recognized by the executive puppet. It was best to use a machine tool to fix him on an iron plate so that he could sleep peacefully.

"I just like Miss Columbia."

"Ha ha."

Sandonie showed contempt in his eyes, a creature like a man, no one can believe what he said, "Why are there no points here tonight?"

"Liyue has a proverb called 'fighting is kissing and scolding is love', which shows that the relationship between Colombia and me has made rapid progress."

Su Ming chuckled, he didn't mean to be discouraged at all, it's only the second day, and it's still a long time, so I'm not afraid that there won't be a chance to keep in touch with Columbia.

"There is also a proverb in Zhidong, which is called 'It's almost done, don't daydream if you have nothing to do', I think you are just a shameless shameless."

Apparently this solstice proverb came from the Seventh Puppet of the Executor of Fools, or the kind that was just born.

Sandonie snorted, unable to fall asleep anyway, simply sat down in front of the workbench, raised the small hammer and continued to jingle.

"Hey, is there cardboard in the workshop?"

Su Ming jumped off the machine tool, walked to the workbench and looked curiously at the pure white mask that Sandonie was beating. At this time, the mask had already taken shape, had the original shape, and the appearance he had originally described Almost a perfect fit.

Sandonie is indeed a mechanical genius. In her delicate hands, all mechanical parts seem to have souls, turning decay into magic.

"Yes, what's wrong?"

Sandonie yawned slightly, glanced at Su Ming and added, "Remember to make breakfast tomorrow."

She casually threw out a stack of cardboards, which were common leftovers in the workshop, and she didn't usually use much.

Anyway, there is a fixed allocation for the mechanical workshop every month, and Sandonie is not worried at all that there will be a day when Mora will be used up.

Su Ming sat on the other side of the workbench, picked up the scissors and began to trim, cut the cardboard into cards of the same size, and finally wrote numbers on them.

"what is this?"

Attracted by Su Ming's actions, Sandonie poked her head to watch curiously.

Su Ming chuckled, "Of course it's a very interesting thing."

The next morning.

Columbia knocked on the door of the workshop and took out the spare key after finding no movement. As the third executive officer, she naturally had the right to enter the workshop.

"Don't hit, don't hit, can't I be wrong!"

"Really can't come again, too much...to be filled!"

Columbia's right hand that opened the door froze instantly, and Sandonie's crying voice came from the workshop. No matter how you heard it, it didn't sound like a normal situation.

"It's late~"

"Last shot!"

Followed by Su Ming's happy voice, Columbia's pretty face was immediately stained with a faint blush. Could it be that the two...

She knew that she shouldn't be so cruel to Su Ming's house, but she didn't know that Su Ming would find Sandonie. When did the two get so close?

Maybe this time was also a misunderstanding...?

Columbia suddenly thought of what happened to her yesterday. The situation at that time was similar to this time. The workshop must not be opening inpart.

"Good morning."

Thinking of this, Columbia did not continue to hesitate, and gently pushed open the door of the workshop, and she was a little surprised by the sight that greeted her.

"Su Ming, why are you here... have you seen Sandonie?"

Columbia looked around, but didn't find Sandonie, but she clearly heard Miss Puppet's mournful cry before.

"Morning, Columbia."

Su Ming greeted the young lady with a smile, not at all as if she had been brutally abused last night, "Ask Sandonie, she is here."

He picked out a thin and feeble Sandonie from the hill-like notes on the side, and her face was covered with long notes.

"Columbia, help me..."

Sandonie cried with a small face. She didn't expect to lose so miserably. Fortunately, she didn't bet anything with Su Ming, otherwise she might not even have her own body now.

Columbia looked at the playing cards on the ground, with different patterns of suits and numbers drawn on them, which looked like some kind of pastime game.

She has never been to a tavern, and she has almost never been exposed to this kind of game.

However, the current situation is also very clear. To put it simply, the great puppet lady, the seventh seat of the executive of Fools, was gloriously hung up and beaten in the poker competition. All the bitter tea seeds she lost were lost, and she could only play here. Begging for mercy.

"It's okay, just treat it as a reward for staying overnight," Su Ming helped Sandonie remove the note on his cheek, and couldn't help but be a little bit dumbfounded.

Originally, he didn't expect to play to this level. It was a certain puppet lady who said arrogantly: How can playing cards be interesting without a lottery!

It doesn't matter to Su Ming, anyway, he is invincible in poker. He once fought three old men fiercely in the retirement community for three days and three nights, and his avenues were wiped out.

In the first half of the night, Miss Sandonie was still very imposing. After losing a few games, she vowed to save face, and insisted on pulling Su Ming to play cards until now.

There is a saying that you can't live by doing evil yourself.

So the Liyue proverb is not without reason.

Sandonie quickly recovered, glared at Su Ming fiercely, and whispered in his ear: "Wait for me, sooner or later I will win back!"

"Columbia, are you okay with coming so early?"

Sandonie smiled, patted the piece of paper on her body, and walked to the workbench as if nothing had happened. As long as she pretends to forget, it means nothing happened.

"Borrow your 'Tuanzi', the window of Su Ming's house was broken last night," Columbia said a little embarrassed, she couldn't let Su Ming continue to live in the machinery workshop.

But Sandonie's condition seems to be much better, is it an illusion?

Many speculations flashed in Columbia's heart, and the source of the change really came from Su Ming.