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As she commanded, Qian Jiyao took the other end of the rubber hose and plunged deeply into the hole that had been dug just now.

It's a pity that the pipe is too thin, but I'm afraid that before tomorrow, the gas tank will not want to be filled with natural gas.

Qian Jiyao thought a little depressed.

But in the end, she squatted on the ground and carefully buried everything except the hole, so that the only way left for the gas was the pipe.

By the time Qianjiyao had done this, Zongzheng Baiyu had already been completed. He bowed slightly towards Qianjiyao, and Qianjiyao took his hand back into the space.

"Whew, I'm really going to freeze to death Aunt and Grandma!"

Entering the space, before Zongzheng Baiyu could react, Qian Jiyao let go of his hand and jumped into the lotus pond, and even her head was buried deep in it.

It's obviously a pool water with a normal temperature, but for Chiyo Yao, who has frost on her body, it's so warm that it's like soaking in a hot spring.

"Shouldn't we make that so-called balloon next?" Zongzheng Baiyu was much calmer than Qianjiyao.

He lightly flicked all the frost off his clothes, put his hands around his chest, looked at Qian Jiyao who was soaked and climbed up from the lotus pond, and raised his eyebrows invisibly.

"You go cut down trees, make hanging baskets for passengers, and I'll sew hot air balloons. ”

Qianji Yao neatly steamed her hair and clothes with internal force, and did not give Zongzheng Baiyu a chance to admire her slender figure.

At this juncture, she didn't want to have any more trouble with Zongzheng Bai.

They've been in the glass space for too long, and now, there's nothing more important than getting back to the top of the cliff.

After speaking, the two of them did not delay anymore and fully integrated into their work......

"You...... Are you sure this one can fly?"

At night, Zong Zheng Baiyu threw the simple hanging basket that he had spent a whole day making to the ground, glanced suspiciously at the balloon made by Qian Jiyao, and his brows furrowed into a deep "Chuan" character.

The "balloon", full of patches, looked a little more tattered than a beggar's clothes, especially the rough stitches, which he suspected would leak when he looked at it.

Qian Jiyao lowered her head a little weakly when she was seen by Zong Zheng Baiyu, in fact, she also doubted it, but now there are no other materials, so she can only make do with it.

At the same time, his eyes were staring around unconvinced.

She is a mercenary who has crossed over from modern times, and she is not a daughter who has been in the boudoir since she was a child, she can sew up all the cloth and clothes that can be collected in one day, it is good, how can there be such a pick? !

But when her eyes touched the hanging basket made by Zong Zhengbai, she suddenly had confidence in her heart.

She raised her head and looked at Zong Zheng Baiyu's eyes, full of banter.

"I said, Lord Jiuyu, as a famous jade-faced Shura on the rivers and lakes, the hanging basket you made is just so level?"

After seeing the gas canister made by Zong Zheng Bai, she always thought that Zong Zheng Bai's handiwork was very good. In this way, it is like revealing the fox's tail.

Zong Zheng Baiyu's face turned red, and his eyes followed Qian Jiyao's eyes, moving from the balloon to the hanging basket he made.

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