For liquid, the requirements for movement and posture are too high

Wu Qingchen frowned slightly. With his magic skills that had been practicing less than an hour, he was not very sure to pour the three glasses of wine into the magic bag intact. And that thing was not very waterproof.

It seems that there is only another way to use it.

Do it when you think about it.

While others started to enjoy alcohol, Wu Qingchen continued to "drink" the soup while frequently picking up the honey cup. After each time he picked up the bee cup, the other three wine glasses next to him would quietly change their position and form a straight line between Wu Qingchen's arm when he was holding the honey.

Almost done

After a while, he calculated the distance between the three wine glasses and the amplitude of his movements. Wu Qingchen raised his hand again and reached towards the cup containing the honey.

When he was about to grab the honey cup, Wu Qingchen's arm swayed slightly, and the three cups containing alcohol immediately began to tilt towards the table.

Completed

Wu Qingchen's mouth slightly raised.

Just as Wu Qingchen suppressed his emotions and was about to show some "shocking" and "regret" at the right time, suddenly, two big hands like palm fans came to attack. In the lightning, they steadily caught three cups with a lightning-rushing attitude.

As if someone had stuck his neck, Wu Qingchen mechanically turned his head extremely slowly.

Then, Wu Qingchen saw a face like a rock. At this moment, the face was squeezed out a very ugly but sincere smile.

It is Captain Akford Fort Guard, Carter/Akford

"This" Wu Qingchen stuttered a little: "You are so fast, your hand."

"What's the fast?" The captain of the guard smiled modestly and steadily placed the three wine glasses in front of Wu Qingchen. "Compared with the arrows, my speed is nothing."

The fuck you want to compete with arrows?

When Wu Qingchen was about to cry without tears, the delivery lady appeared again, this time she sent precious meat.

A few minutes later, Wu Qingchen placed half a chicken, a quail, and a large plate of mutton in front of him.

Wu Qingchen looked at the right side, and the farming official immediately pushed the plate in front of him slightly, and his inquiring eyes clearly said, "Do you want to eat?" Wu Qingchen shook his head quickly.

Wu Qingchen looked to the left, and the captain of the guard smiled slightly, helping Wu Qingchen push the plate that he had just moved slightly, slowly, with concern, and firmly back to his original position.

As the two of them stared at each other with fierce eyes, Wu Qingchen stepped forward slightly and felt the magic bag on his chest: the remaining space inside could not even contain a quarter of the meat in front of him.

I'm so sucking!
Chapter completed!