Peerless Pirates

With a man and a woman alone in the same room, it would be a shame for the audience if nothing happened. However, nothing happened to Song Xiaolang and Ming'er. With his character, he might have done something worse than a beast. It's a pity.

, this guy was so tired that he fell on the bed and fell asleep without having time to move.

Ming'er pushed him inward and lay down on the edge of the bed crookedly. Unfortunately, she couldn't sleep, and the past events kept turning over in her mind bit by bit. From Song Zheng through a shameful feeling

After knowing her daughter's body, she could no longer let go of this boy who was more than two years younger than her. In the past three years, she had witnessed his growth step by step. His kung fu was getting better and better, his resourcefulness was getting deeper and deeper, and his heart seemed to be changing.

It's getting more and more beautiful. However, the smile still hasn't changed, and the corners of the mouth are still upturned in a bad way.

He looks cynical, but he is very strict with himself. From the moment I met him, he was as meticulous as an iron man in both training and studying. Even someone like me, who bears the blood feud of his family and country, is not as meticulous as him.

will.

Ming'er couldn't help but recall the days in Songjiazhuang. She witnessed with her own eyes how the originally thin boy became stronger step by step. Exercise, read, read, exercise, and he repeated his life like this. When she was with him, originally

I thought this kind of life was boring, but under those witty words, no matter how hard the work was, it turned into laughter.

Ming'er turned around, gently held Song Zheng in her arms, and caressed his chest. However, maybe this guy was too tired to enjoy such a beautiful moment. Not only that, he didn't even have an erotic dream.

, the most important evidence is that this guy actually doesn’t have a Liuha Lazi.

When Song Zheng woke up the next morning, Ming'er had already gotten up and put on women's clothes, still dressed as a maid. She was dressed in emerald green clothes, embroidered with tiny pink flowers. Her waist was lightly tied, outlining her charming curves.

The bun on her head showed her identity as a maid. At this time, she brought a basin of water and placed it on a square stool. A white towel was folded upright and placed on the edge of the basin.

Seeing Song Zheng get up, Ming'er took out a set of white shirts from the baggage, and then took out the shirt and underpants and handed them to Song Zheng. Song Zheng opened his mouth, and the sweat that he had been holding in all night finally came out.

The two of them finished washing themselves in silence. Classmate Song Xiaolang, who was always eloquent, actually enjoyed it quite a lot and rarely said a word, as if he was afraid of ruining the warm atmosphere.

Happiness is always short-lived. Just as we were tidying up here, Bei Suo's voice came from outside, "Mr. Song, Mr. Song, are you up?"

"Get up, come in."

Bei Suo opened the door gently, stepped in half way and looked inside. He saw Song Zheng holding a book and sitting on the table reading very leisurely. And the effervescently beautiful Ming'er was clearing away the things on the couch.

Mattress. Both of them are normal, nothing unusual about them.

Seeing Bei Suo's appearance, Song Zheng said angrily: "Come in quickly, you are so stern, where is Xiao Bei? Why doesn't he come?"

"Mr. Song, our young master went out early this morning and just came back. He is now in the east wing and ordered some breakfast. He asked me to come over to see if Mr. Song is up so that we can have breakfast together." Bei Suo.

While answering carefully, he looked at Song Zheng's face.

"Hmph! This brat is smart enough to let you come and check things out first." Song Zheng glanced at Bei Suo and then said, "Does he want you to see if I can 'spend a warm spring night in the hibiscus tent'?"

Ah? Are you afraid that I will ‘not come to court early from now on’?”

Although Bei Suo didn't know "Song of Everlasting Sorrow", Bai Juyi's poems were relatively white and easy to understand. Therefore, Bei Suo laughed twice and said nothing more. Ming'er blushed and spat secretly.

, "What nonsense are you talking about!"

Song Zheng and Ming'er arrived at the East Wing Building. Instead of entering the private room, they found a table by the window in the hall. Xiaobei was waiting there. There were several side dishes and a plate of steamed buns on the table.

One plate of shortcakes and one plate of ring cakes. Xiaobei knew that Song Zheng was not polite, so he simply put the four people's meals together.

When Xiaobei saw Ming'er, he was obviously stunned for a moment, and his face turned a little red. Song Zheng scolded: "You brat, why are you blushing? Have you never seen our pretty Ming'er?"

Xiaobei was squeaking and speechless.

The four of them sat down and started to eat. Ming'er naturally looked very elegant when eating. Xiaobei and Bei Suo guarded Song Zheng and did not dare to be presumptuous, so they were a little reserved. Since there were many people eating, since Mr. Song was a scholar, he naturally

If you want to be a little civilized, you can still pretend to be five or six people.

The four of them chewed slowly and ate breakfast leisurely. Song Zheng suddenly asked: "Xiao Bei, I heard that you went out early this morning?"

"Yes, when I came here today, I heard that there was a fight last night, not far from the inn. I quickly followed the others to take a look, and only saw some blood stains outside the door of Gu Ji Clothing Store, and there were also stains on the pillars.

There were marks from the knife, but nothing was seen. It seems like there was blood yesterday." Speaking of this, Bei Leye became excited.

Song Zheng asked in detail and found out that no one heard the words "Song Xiaolang" near the place where yesterday's fight took place, so he felt relieved.

While the four of them were talking and eating, a pretty girl walked in, followed by a big man. Who could that woman be if she wasn't Yan Zise! She had just ordered the waiter to bring several kinds of breakfast she had ordered into Room A No. 9.

Then he saw Song Zheng and others in front of the window. Seeing Ming'er, Yan Zise took a closer look, suddenly realized, and couldn't help but chuckle.

Yan Zise rolled his eyes, and suddenly walked up to Song Zheng, smiling sweetly and saying: "Song Xiaolang, I went to look for you last night, but you haven't come back yet. Hey, you're such a good-looking maid, and you didn't even recognize me after you disguised yourself as a man.

Come out. Do you want to sell this maid? I'll pay thirty taels of silver and let her follow me. What do you think?"

When Song Zheng heard this, his throat trembled and he almost spat out the food in his mouth. What a shame, you are such a shameless Yan Zise, you actually want to buy the princess of our Daqi. It's a pity that Li Hongniang has an explanation, otherwise, just by virtue of

If you do this, I should knock you to the ground and spank you.

Ming'er was naturally extremely angry when she heard this, while Xiao Bei and Bei Suo stared blankly at Yan Zise in front of them, obviously shocked by the beauty again.

At this time, Song Zheng chuckled and said: "Thirty taels of silver? It's a lot of money, but I won't sell this maid! I also want to consider buying a girl. What do you think, Miss Yan, are you interested in coming to our Song family?

, the treatment is quite good. One tael a month, a box of rouge every two months, always fresh clothes for all seasons, and one day off every month. No beating or scolding, the food is basically the same as the master. How is it, not bad

Let’s go!” (I have a lot of personal things to do, and I feel guilty...)