After the villain gave up, the heroines came one after another

After Song Zhiyao had eaten, he took the initiative to wash the dishes and prepared for morning exercises with his wooden sword. The previous owner of this detached house seemed to have been an excellent master of architecture and swordsmanship.

Not only did he design this four-story detached house a hundred years ago, which is still very comfortable to live in today, but he also had a training ground. Song Zhiyao often practiced swordsmanship here and used it as a place to practice volleyball.

"One hundred and one, one hundred and two, one hundred and three!" Song Zhiyao vigorously swung the wooden sword to warm up. The sunlight shone in through the vents above, carrying the heat of life. Song Zhiyao liked this feeling very much.

After practicing the warm-up sword swinging, it was time to practice sword skills. Song Zhiyao stepped on the floor that was gradually heated by the sun, moving at high speed like dancing, and her feet and waist began to synchronize.

The support point and the center of gravity of the body changed accordingly. She swung the wooden sword in her hand at high speed, and kept slashing or changing its trajectory. If someone could see her practice, they would definitely praise this sword strike that was like dancing, graceful and powerful.

"Ah ha ha ha ha ha……���Unfortunately, this set of sword strikes took too much out of the girl. After one set, the girl was already gasping for breath.

"Sure enough, my physical strength is still not up to standard. I have to find a way to improve it, otherwise I will disappoint my master."Song Zhiyao panted heavily, and her white training clothes were soaked with sweat. Because of excessive use of her heart, her chest was surging up and down like a rolling tide, and the chest wrap was about to burst.

"Hmm...ah! Won't it get bigger again?!" Song Zhiyao said with worry. After all, her gradually enlarged breasts were not suitable for intense exercise, especially when she was playing volleyball. The boys always gathered around and looked at her obscenely.

Fortunately, Ji Qingjue, who was deft and skillful, was here to help her tie the bra every time. However, she could feel that Ji Qingjue was very gentle and was very unhappy. She always helped her tie it with resentment.

"However, the new landlord... is really disturbing.……"During the break, Song Zhiyao was a little worried. The new landlord was coming. She was not homeless.

It was just that compared to returning to the depressing old home, it was better to continue living here. The environment was good, the roommates were comfortable, the rent was cheap, and more importantly, the landlord, Grandma Zhiyun, was really very good to them.

Not only did she only charge a dispensable rent, but she was almost as good to them as her granddaughters, giving them pocket money from time to time or taking them out to improve their meals. However, Song Zhiyao blushed a little when she thought of this.

After all, because of excessive exercise, she had developed a good appetite and always ate far more than a normal girl should have. This made Grandma Zhiyun and Ji Qingjue a little dumbfounded.

But they comforted her gently. Grandma Zhiyun said that she liked to see her eating deliciously, and Qingjue said that she was quite handsome, which made Song Zhiyao even more embarrassed, so she often took the initiative to take responsibility for physical work.

"But... God is really not kind-hearted. How could such a good person encounter such a thing?……"Song Zhiyao felt even more distressed when she thought of what happened to Grandma Zhiyun. Grandma Zhiyun's full name was Cangyun Zhiyun, although she rarely revealed her past.

But she seemed to be a famous painter. After retiring, she moved here to live in retirement. After running away from home once, she packed her luggage and looked for a place to live at a loss.

Ji Qingjue, who also moved out of the orphanage because of over-age, accidentally discovered this house with shockingly cheap rent.

However, because the Jinghu District is a bit remote, and it is only open to homeless girls under the age of sixteen, there are basically no competitors.

So the two of them went there very nervously, but they didn't expect to be taken in by Grandma Zhiyun.

They spent two very happy years, and during this time, they were admitted to Linhai Preparatory School with Ji Qingjue.

It was a very famous school. Not only was the teaching powerful, but the tuition and bonus were also very suitable for their appetite. It was just that the competition pressure was a bit high, but at least they still earned a little to supplement the family expenses. Qingjue and I had asked Grandma Zhiyun why she treated them like this before. It didn't look like she was collecting rent to make money.

"Many successful ladies have lived in this house, and I also spent my adolescence here." Song Zhiyao only remembered that Grandma Zhiyun was kind, touching her and Qingjue's heads, and recalling the past with a nostalgic tone.

"And there is a heritage here, which is to provide a habitat for girls who are brave enough to be independent but temporarily unable to support themselves, until they can spread their wings and fly high. When you become successful in the future, don't forget this rule!" Then he taught himself and Jingjue very seriously to continue this tradition. What a good person.

But God did not let this good person have a happy old age. In a major air crash a year ago, Grandma Zhiyun's only daughter and her husband died, leaving behind only a little granddaughter who was just 5 years old.

It is said that because of concerns about mental problems and psychological trauma, the local government sent her to a special children's shelter to receive mental treatment with other children who lost their parents in the air crash.

This time when Grandma Zhiyun went back, she heard that her granddaughter finally passed the psychological test and could come out to live a normal life. This time she went back to handle the adoption procedures and residence procedures, and prepared to raise her granddaughter in Yunjing.

Although Grandma Zhiyun always looked like she didn't want them to worry, Song Zhiyao could... One can feel the endless sadness and pain of this old lady. Her once well-maintained black hair has completely turned silver-white. Seeing her like this, Jingjue and he are naturally worried.

But think about it carefully. This house has to be sold too. But Song Zhiyao understands. After all, raising a child is very hard and requires money. Although it is said that Cang Yun and his wife have very good jobs.

But considering the high consumption in Yunjing and various uncertain factors, it is impossible to support the family for too long with inheritance alone, so this house can only be sold.

However, what kind of person is the new landlord? Is he a kind-hearted person like Grandma Zhiyun? Has he given Grandma Zhiyun enough money to buy the house? Song Zhiyao thought with some worry.

As if trying to calm his worries, a while A pleasant singing voice came, Song Zhiyao closed his eyes and listened attentively, feeling that his anxious heart was healed by this clear and pleasant voice. It was Ji Qingjue practicing vocal music, and Ji Qingjue's singing was very beautiful.

Song Zhiyao has always admired Ji Qingjue. In the past two years of living together, she has been deeply impressed by this girl with an unfair life experience but independent.

Not only is she good at cooking and beautiful, but she is also gentle yet tenacious, and she takes care of herself from time to time. Song Zhiyao feels that Ji Qingjue has become a very important and indispensable friend to her, and she wants to move forward with her in the rest of her life.

Therefore, she is a little troubled, whether she should bow to her annoying family and let them agree to give Ji Qingjue a temporary residence and support.

After all, she can't say for sure, and that new house Whether Dongchu is good or not, if they can't get along in all aspects, Ji Qingjue and I will have no choice but to move out.

But unlike me who has a way out, Ji Qingjue is truly alone. They are still more than a year away from adulthood, and they must have someone to rely on.

However, let's take it one step at a time. Anyway, I have made some progress in the past few years, and my relationship with that family has eased a lot. I should be qualified to talk, right?

I think I am finally tired of practicing, and I want to take a shower, change into fresh clothes and go for a walk in Jinghu Lake, or take a fishing rod to add a meal tonight? After all, it is the end of August, which is the day when lake fish are the fattest.

Simply sprinkle some salt, put it on the charcoal grill, and it will be so fragrant. Thinking of this, Song Zhiyao couldn't help drooling, but he was afraid of being seen and wiped it off quickly. Really, didn't you just eat?!

So after cleaning up the practice field, Song Zhiyao returned to the annex of the main house with her wooden sword on her shoulder. It was more comfortable at home. After all, she still had to have some dignity and act like a lady in school and in public.

"Ah! Happy water after exercise is delicious!"Back in the living room on the first floor, Song Zhiyao was a little impatient. He opened the refrigerator, took out the freshly chilled cola, and drank it all.

Although drinking ice-cold cola immediately after strenuous exercise is enough to make health-conscious people angry, but who cares? Anyway, he is still young.

"Hmm? Did Qingjue go out?"Song Zhiyao looked around and found that his lovely roommate was nowhere to be seen, but he should have gone to work.

After all, although he was unhappy with his family, they would still give him a living allowance every month, but Ji Qingjue was different. He could only rely on the support funds for orphans, and he had to consider the tuition issue.

Although Ji Qingjue was a top student and solved these problems with excellent grades and scholarships, he still had to pay for tuition and living expenses. He could only barely support himself and had to work.

Although he had proposed to share his living expenses with her, Ji Qingjue sternly refused, saying that he could not trouble Song Zhiyao casually. Zhiyao.

But recently, she seems to have found a good job, a job related to singing. Song Zhiyao knows that Ji Qingjue's singing and musical talents are very good.

She usually practices on her own after studying. If she goes to the entertainment industry in the future, she should be very successful. After all, Ji Qingjue has top-notch hardware in all aspects and a good brain.

After drinking the last sip of Coke, Song Zhiyao went up to the bedroom on the third floor, ready to take a refreshing shower. After all, sweat sticking to her skin is very uncomfortable.

Striding into her bedroom and taking off her clothes, Song Qingyao was ready to start bathing, but when she untied the bra, she felt a heavy gravity.

""It's really getting bigger again!" Song Zhiyao held her heavy chest, feeling like crying but unable to cry. Why? She had been working out so hard, could it be that she was taking in too much nutrition?

But when Song Zhiyao touched her smooth belly and found no fat, she suddenly discovered a horrible fact. Could it be that all the nutrition went to her chest?

This was not good news. She did not like heavy exercise, and it was not comfortable to be stared at all the time. Woo~ Decision made! Let's start dieting today!

Song Zhiyao made a decision that made her feel guilty. She jumped into the bathroom, turned on the hot water that had been boiled in advance, and started her morning bath.

""La la la la la la la" She hummed a random tune and enjoyed the hot bath. Song Zhiyao felt unstoppably comfortable. This was what happiness was like. After working hard, she could get rewards immediately. Moreover, today was another good day.

She would ride a bicycle and take a ride along Jinghu Lake to enjoy the breeze. After lunch, she would go fishing with her favorite novel in the afternoon. It didn't matter if she couldn't catch any fish. The fish here were very cheap anyway. She could just buy two, one for fish soup and one for grilling. That was the decision!

After finishing the bath, Song Zhiyao walked out of the bathroom on the water stains. She looked at her perfect figure in the mirror with some satisfaction. She stretched very freely and looked forward to her plan later.

But when she put on loose clothes, turned on the cooling fan, and waited for her phone to be fully charged before going out, she suddenly heard strange footsteps and a strange man's voice outside the door.

"Well, it's a really nice place."

A sigh sounded outside the door, and Song Zhiyao immediately broke out in a cold sweat. What happened? Why did a man suddenly come in? Did Qingjue forget to close the outer door when he went out just now?

Because he lived outside for many years, Song Zhiyao was very sensitive to safety issues. Fortunately, the security in this area was not bad.���Something bad has happened.

But accidents are like this, they always happen when you are not paying attention. What is this stranger doing here? Is he here to say hello, or to rob, or... to rape?!

Thinking of this, Song Zhiyao couldn't help but get scared. Although she wanted to call the police, she thought that if this happened at this time and the new landlord knew about it and terminated the transaction, wouldn't she have harmed Grandma Zhiyun?!

So she decided to solve it herself. She quickly touched the wooden sword. When she felt relieved, she turned the wooden sword inward and prepared to subdue the outsider first. Yes! Hit with the back of the sword! This is a magical skill.

Using her superior hearing, while waiting for the footsteps to walk towards the open-air observatory on the fourth floor, Song Zhiyao also slowly walked out of the door, walking softly and quietly, yes, sneaking into the village, don't shoot.

Song Zhiyao held the wooden sword with some trembling, slowly touched the stairs that she was very familiar with, climbed up step by step, and then saw the opened door.

Through the crack in the door, she saw a young figure dressed very politely, with his left hand in his pocket, looking at the scenery in a relaxed manner.

Song Zhiyao noticed that his attention seemed to be attracted by the scenery in the distance. It was a good time to take action. Although she was still very scared, for the safety of Qingjue and herself, she had to go ahead.

""Aaaaaaaaaaaa!" But he still didn't want to make a sneak attack, or maybe he wanted to give himself courage, so Song Zhiyao kicked the door open and rushed over shouting.

""Wow!" The stranger was startled by the sudden shout. He turned around and saw a beautiful girl charging at him with a knife.

"Ah! Seize the blade with bare hands!"But Song Zhiyao's attack failed. When the wooden sword was about to hit him, the man suddenly clasped his hands together and pressed down Song Zhiyao's blade.

Then, in order to prevent the next attack, he dragged the wooden sword and pressed it to one side. However, Song Zhiyao's wrist strength was still good, and he did not take away the weapon. The two of them were in a stalemate.

"You bastard, you broke into the girl's restricted area!"However, although shocked by his counterattack, Song Zhiyao still questioned loudly in order not to lose momentum.

""What, what's going on! I just came to see the house!" The stranger explained hurriedly. Only then did Song Zhiyao see clearly that his face was very handsome, and he seemed to be the same age as himself... Hmm! Could he be the new landlord?!

Song Zhiyao suddenly figured it out, but his body unconsciously retracted its strength, and his center of gravity tilted forward, and he threw himself into the boy's arms.

""Wow!" The two fell together as if they were hugging each other, but Song Zhiyao felt that he was protecting her because he hugged her tightly and took most of the impact.

Then she found that it seemed to be the first time she was hugged by a boy, and his body was really hard, which gave her a sense of security that made people want to rely on him. She was like a frightened deer, and she subconsciously hugged him tightly back.

But suddenly, Zhiyao Moss found a bright spot. She seemed to be not wearing underwear, and she was hugging a boy who was born in Yang. Her face was immediately dyed red, and she screamed shyly.

"Ahh...