Peerless Pirates

Let's talk about Song Zheng. He was thinking as he walked back. No wonder he felt a little strange when the lights were on in the store just now. He had already fought with the Jiao brothers at that time. If there was really a night guard in the store, he would definitely pretend to be asleep.

, or remain silent. They will not light the lamp to avoid getting into trouble. It turns out that it is Kodama who is hiding inside.

Who is this Muyu? Judging from his hints, he saved the Jiao brothers for his own sake. He was not related to him, so why would he help him like this? Song Zheng's doubts deepened. But there was one thing

You are right. I am too weak now to have a head-on conflict with Huang Song. Of course, this does not mean that I have to retreat blindly. Pretending to be a grandson occasionally is a strategy, but pretending to be a grandson often is an insult.

Song Zheng had not been fighting with the Jiao brothers for a long time. When he approached Sihua Inn, he saw Ming'er who was waiting anxiously outside the building. Seeing the blood on Song Zheng's body, Ming'er was shocked: "What's wrong with you? You're hurt.

where?"

With the bright light, Song Zheng also discovered that there was a lot of blood on his front and right sleeve. He quickly stepped aside and hid in the dark, "This blood is not mine, I am not injured. Ming'er, you go first

Go back to the room and get me some clothes. Otherwise, you can go in like this without making people fuss."

Ming'er looked Song Zheng up and down, and when she saw that he was not injured, she turned back with relief.

Song Zheng returned to the room in a state of embarrassment and leaned back on the chair. Ming'er quickly poured him a glass of water. He raised his neck and drank it in one gulp, and Fang let out a long sigh.

"What's going on? I was outside just now and heard the faint sound of fighting coming from the direction of the entrance of the martial arts academy, so I didn't dare to go over. Was that because you were fighting with someone?" Ming'er was still a little anxious.

"Oh, I almost couldn't come back!" Then, Song Zheng talked about tonight's fight with the Jiao brothers. Naturally, he was vomiting and full of emotion. The guy was just halfway through speaking, when he suddenly shot

Thigh immediately stood up and said, "It's broken! My silver! Damn, I lost six taels today. No, I have to go back and look for it!"

Just when Ming'er heard the tension, seeing Song Zheng like this, she couldn't laugh or cry. She quickly grabbed him and said, "How long has it been? I've never seen you so obsessed with money. Why don't you sit down quickly and talk about something serious?"

Mr. Song, who realized that he was broke, seemed like a pissed off pig. He lost all energy and energy and ended his speech in just a few words.

After hearing this, Ming'er was a little angry, "You're so cheap to those dog brothers."

The corners of Song Zheng's lips turned up, and he snorted twice: "I'll send them the dog heads on their necks for now, and I'll take them off when the time comes."

The two chatted a little more about martial arts training. Seeing that Song Zheng was really not interested and looked very tired, Ming'er stood up, came behind Song Zheng, and actually started massaging his shoulders. Song Zheng was very happy.

, this Ming'er finally has the consciousness to be a maid.

Song Zheng raised his head back on the chair and began to let Ming'er knead his shoulders. Ming'er studied medicine with Old Man Gao for five years and also learned some massage techniques. Although he was not very professional, it still made Song Zheng feel comfortable.

I couldn't help but groan.

This guy likes yy and always believes that "yy is healthier". No, Ming'er kindly gave him a massage, but he remembered "washing his hair" in his previous life. But Ming'er didn't have the consciousness to be a hair-washing lady, so he wouldn't

Use your "breasts" as a pillow for this guy.

While this guy was enjoying himself with his eyes closed, Ming'er said: "That Yan Zisexu came here once every once in a while, as if she had something to do. However, after seeing me, she left in a hurry, as if she had seen some kind of monster." Ming'er said.

At this point, some people said indignantly: "Is it because I look so weird that I scared her into looking like that?"

Song Zheng looked at Ming'er, who was still dressed in men's clothing, with red lips and white teeth, and immediately understood. He was a little dumbfounded: "Ming'er, you and I are not monsters, but it may be a little strange to live in the same room."

Ming'er was stunned for a moment, then she realized it and blushed: "She is the rabbit! Their whole family is a rabbit. Humph!"

After the two of them laughed, Song Zheng said: "This is a bit difficult. I have never been very cold towards these brothers and sisters. After this misunderstanding, I haven't completely cooled down yet."

"It's cold, it's cold. You don't want to pay attention to them anyway."

"Oh, no, Commander Li wants me to get close to their brother and sister, as if he is a great person." Then, Song Zheng told about his experience in the Imperial City Division stronghold. Of course, he had to keep his words hidden.

Down.

"What should we do?" Ming'er was also stunned. He couldn't quit the Imperial City Division because of this matter, right? That was obviously impossible. At this stage, the identity of an Imperial City Division was of great use to Song Zheng.

Song Zheng thought for a while and then said: "Ming'er, you can change into women's clothes tomorrow."

Ming'er nodded.

For Song Zheng, at this time, it is better to get rid of the reputation of this "rabbit" first. There were very few good men in the Daqi Dynasty, and Xianggu was very rejected by society. As the saying goes, "It is better to be a pervert than a rabbit."

Besides, living in the same room with his pretty maid, although it is difficult to escape the reputation of lust, is still much better than Long Yang's habit.

As for how to regain the relationship between Song Zheng and the Yan brothers and sisters, Song Zheng and Ming'er discussed it and made a plan.

Finally, Song Zheng said: "You go and rest on the couch, I'll just take a nap on the chair."

"How can that be done?" Ming'er asked anxiously: "You rescued people at noon, fought with people from Qingzhou Martial Arts Academy in the afternoon, and were blocked by those two beasts at night. It was a hard day of fighting. How can you not have a good rest?

Well. That bed is quite spacious, you..."

Song Zheng was stunned and couldn't help hesitating. To say that he had no love for Ming'er would be a lie. Ming'er could be said to be the person who knew him best after he came to this world. He had never left her for the past three years.

Let Song Zheng get used to her existence. Although Ming'er didn't talk much and occasionally acted like a princess, her love for her was getting stronger, so how could she not know it? However, she was really not ready to have a woman.

Besides, I am still young, so this matter will have to wait.

Seeing Song Zheng's hesitation, Ming'er couldn't help but blush. She was not good at words in the first place, and she was even more embarrassed to say such words in a hurry this time. She lowered her head, leaving Song Zheng with a black head.

Beautiful hair, and a pink neck. The candlelight flickered, and the room was filled with an ambiguous atmosphere.

Song Zheng hurriedly walked to the window, opened it, and a gust of cool breeze came. Song Zheng breathed a long sigh of relief, and his chest felt clear. After a moment, he turned his head, and then he turned his head and said haha, "Jianghu

Children, why bother sticking to trivial details? I’m tired, go to sleep!”