"Well, yes, this rope weaving method is varied, delicate and complex, and it is guaranteed that it will not break no matter how it swings." Xiao Ling looked at the braided swing frame rope under the Qionghua tree and nodded in evaluation.

Lei Xin, who was not far away, turned her head to look at Xiao Ling, and asked with a smile: "Miss Ling, is the rope braided?" ”

To be honest, what she wants to do most now is to swing and fulfill her childhood dream.

Xiao Ling checked it before responding: "It's made up." Then he looked up at the Qionghua tree, and said, "Xinxin, come and help me hang the rope on that branch." ”

"Howler! The slave and maid will come here. Lei Xin quickly put down the rose potted plant in his hand that he had just picked up.

Looking at her anxious appearance, Xiao Ling simply flashed while holding her arms to watch, occasionally pointing, and in the time of a cup of tea, a swing frame based on bamboo was successfully completed.

"Xinxin, sit on it and try to feel it, and tell me if there is any shortcoming." Seeing Lei Xin staring at the swing with bright eyes, Xiao Ling was very understanding and asked her to try it first.

Lei Xin came back to her senses fiercely: "The slave doesn't dare, Miss Ling, you sit first." No matter how eager she is, she can't sit first, but she always remembers her identity as a maid.

Xiao Ling's eyes rolled, and he said worriedly: "This is just hung up, I don't know if it's stable or not, and I don't know martial arts. ”

Lei Xin lowered her head and thought for a moment before reluctantly answering: "Okay, the slave and maid will charge into battle first." ”

In fact, she knew that what Xiao Ling said was an excuse, and she had just repeatedly asked herself to tie a few more dead knots, and the rope would not break or loosen easily at all.

Xiao Ling saw her obediently sitting on the swing, so he pushed her behind her back a few times, and the swing quickly swinged high.

The swings swayed, causing the branches to sway, and the white Qiong petals fell like snowflakes, and a rain of Qionghua fell as soon as it was said.

Xiao Ling blinked her smart beautiful eyes, then turned her head to look at Lei Xiang, who was still among the peony flowers, and waved her hand, "Xiangxiang, don't cut it yet, come over here." ”

Lei Xiang looked up and nodded, "Okay." ”

"Miss Ling, this bamboo cushion is so comfortable, not soft or hard, just right!" Lei Xin waved for a while, and after stopping, he said excitedly.

"That's a must!" Xiao Ling raised his hand and caught the white petals that kept falling from the tree.

At this time, Lei Xiang had already walked to Xiao Ling's side, "Miss Ling, did you call the slave and maid over?" ”

"Oh, I want you to sit on the swing and see what is lacking, you can bring it up."

Lei Xiang lowered her head and replied: "Thank you, Miss Ling, the slave still doesn't sit anymore, Lei Xin has already tried it just now, there should be no other problems." ”

They are now Yahuan, and it is a little bad to sit on the master's swing, and Miss Ling does not treat the two of them as Yahuan more and more.

She had just pruned the potted plants and was sweating, and she ran over to wipe the sweat for the two of them, or took the initiative to pour tea for them to drink, and things that they didn't expect happened one by one in front of their eyes.

Xiao Ling raised her pointed chin and looked up at the sky at a forty-five degree angle: "Xinxin, that foodie, can only believe half of it, so you can ignore her, you hurry up and sit on it and feel it." ”

Lei Xiang pursed her pink lips and was uneven, "Miss Ling, you have wronged people again, and the words of the slave are always 100% sincere." ”

"Still 100 percent? It's pretty quick to learn from me. Xiao Ling glanced at her, then looked at Lei Xiang who was standing still, and ordered, "Hurry up, press Xiangxiang up."

Lei Xiang shook her head helplessly: "Then the slave is better than obeying her fate." "If you don't sit on it again, you will probably be pressed down.

"Come, sit tight." In an instant, Lei Xiang's figure swung high along the swing, and Lei Xin pushed hard behind.

Instantly! The Qionghua fell one after another, overwhelming, and the beauty was suffocating.

Xiao Ling looked at the endless stream of flowers, which made her unconsciously spread her hands, and the whole person slowly rotated.

As she rotated, the lilac skirt drew a graceful arc, like a hibiscus in the water, and three thousand green silks flew messily.

There is a faint smile on the beautiful face without powder, which is as elegant as a summer lotus with a beautiful waist and a thousand graces.

At this time, Lei Xin, who was standing on the side, was stunned again, and stood still in a daze.

Time seems to be frozen in this moment.