"What else can I drink?"

Sheldon complained: "Gas, solid or ionized plasma?"

"As long as you can drink it, I have no objection."

Leonard said angrily: "And are you sure you can't drink it? Don't underestimate yourself. Maybe you are the Terminator, but you don't know?"

"Can Terminator spit?"

Sheldon shook his head and said, "And has the color of the phlegm changed from transparent to milk green?

I really missed me as a Terminator, but unfortunately I was not!

I need soup, I need you!"

"What you need is Sarah Connor!"

Leonard shouted, "That's it, I'm going to work and I'm dead!"

After saying that, he hurriedly died because he saw a dog being led in.

If she suddenly yelled twice and was heard by Sheldon, he would make up stories.

"Sarah Connor?"

Sheldon was stunned when he listened to the busy tone on the other end of the phone. Without thinking, he didn't want to think too much and directly called the spare tire number 2.

"Howard is sleeping, I'm the fuck, why do you call at such an evil time~"

A strange tone came from the other end of the phone.

"I want to drink soup."

Sheldon didn't think much about it. After all, this accent was very Mrs. Vorowitz, so he explained the reason why he was looking for Howard.

"Then go find your own mother!"

The strange tone on the other end of the phone hung up the phone.

Sheldon had no choice but to find a spare tire No. 3 Rajesh, and he was also unable to come to take care of him.

"Sarah Connor..."
Chapter completed!