Parrot Song's martial arts are good, and Hu Ji used to be the one who dared to fight Yang Ming head-on, although it was only a character who was killed in one move, but he also had martial arts, but even if the two girls were trained in martial arts since childhood, there were some things that women couldn't do after all.

For example, the work of carrying things.

Although the house can be rented, and things like desks, cabinets, and mats are also given by the former landlord, things like beds can only be selected by Parrot and Orchid themselves.

And the bed of this era is a very complex piece of furniture, and it is by no means something that can be solved by a few planks together and four legs.

In the master bedroom, Parrot Song and Hu Ji squatted cautiously aside, waiting for Yang Ming's orders at any time, and Yang Ming was sweating profusely at this time with pieces of wood to assemble the bed that could barely see the outline.

This bed seemed to be a little complicated, at least it was more complicated than Yang Ming expected, and his hand that could open the stele and crack the stone couldn't help but tremble a little at this time.

Who would have known that people in this era have actually begun to sell this kind of combination bed, but when thinking of the tricks of the Mo family and the public loser, it seems that such a complicated combination bed seems to be a matter of course.

It's just that this is difficult for Yang Ming, in his previous life, his hands-on ability was not very good, although his hands-on ability has been greatly improved in this life, he is limited to hands-on fighting or killing people in terms of improvement, but in terms of assembling beds, he has not improved at all.

Yang Ming, who had placed a piece of wood on the wrong again, couldn't help but complain: "Parrot Song, what kind of bed did you buy?" ”

"Master, I don't know." The parrot song who was squatting on the ground raised his head and glared at the innocent and innocent big eyes.

"I don't know if you still buy it?" Yang Ming, who was tortured and almost lost patience, said angrily.

"But I know this bed is the best." Parrot Song said innocently.

"How do you know if it's good?" Yang Ming took a piece of bed board from Hu Ji's hand again and said.

"Because it's expensive, it's definitely good." Parrot Song really seems to be just a naïve maid now, and the female killer of the night who once designed to besiege Yang Ming has disappeared.

"Expensive? Is that why? Don't pretend, you can do it yourself. Yang Ming, who was frustrated again, simply gave up the struggle and walked away directly from the bed where he had time to spell out four legs.

"The parrot song is willing to relieve the worries of the master." Parrot Ge stood up as he spoke, and Shi Shiran squeezed from Yang Ming's side to the side of the bed.

Parrot Ge didn't pick up the bed board for the first time, but slowly put his hand into his arms, and in Yang Ming's stunned sight, he took out a plain silk from the staggered placket on his chest, and then bent down and slowly spread the plain silk on the bed board.

Yang Ming looked intently, only to see that there were pictures of the deconstruction of the bed on it, thinking of Fang Cai's own embarrassment, Yang Ming subconsciously opened his mouth, and there was a clear fact in front of him, he was deceived by the seemingly 'loyal' maid in front of him.

"You ......" Yang Ming pointed to the plain silk, not knowing what to say for a while.

"Master, after coming to Xianyang, your vigilance has been lowered a lot." Parrot Song, who is constantly testing Yang Ming's bottom line, has taken the lead.

"You're right, it's my problem, I've been living too comfortably lately." Yang Ming let out a long sigh.

After staying away from danger, are you too indulgent to yourself? Yang Ming thought in his heart and began to recall his experience during the period after his separation from the Purple Girl.

The parrot who bent down and combined the bed according to the steps in the atlas had not heard Yang Ming's voice for a long time, and subconsciously turned his head, but saw Yang Ming looking straight ahead with a stunned expression, not knowing what he was thinking.

Parrot Song's head followed Yang Ming's line of sight, and she was seeing the curve behind her, and in the almost perfect curve of her back, the point where Yang Ming's gaze fell seemed to be .......

Parrot Song, who suddenly realized something, quickly turned his gaze, and the two legs that were slightly bowed because he bent down were subconsciously together, and there seemed to be an arrow, and his heart was beating uncontrollably.

Yang Ming, this name didn't cause much trouble when it first appeared in front of Parrot Song, it was just a fish that slipped through the net in the night mission, if it weren't for the Snow Girl, a top night killer like her would not have gone to Yanmen County at all, waiting for Yang Ming and the Snow Girl to throw themselves into the net.

Before that, she just regarded Yang Ming as an ordinary mission target in her countless missions, but it had become a little troublesome due to some unexpected factors.

But when she waited for the two 'rabbits' at Sima's house with the night killer, she was shocked to find that they were not the 'rabbits' she was waiting for at all, but a tiger grinding his teeth and sucking blood.

A team of killers was almost wiped out, and in the end, only one person escaped with serious injuries, and even she herself was thrown into death row in Yanmen with serious injuries.

In that death row, which did not see the light of day, she herself held the desire for life, endured severe pain and desperate circumstances, struggled hard, in despair, just when she was about to give up her life, Yang Ming appeared in front of her again, in the dark, stretched out his palm to her, and pulled her into the light.

No one knew what the moment Parrot Ge was about to meet death, the moment he held Yang Ming's palm, he felt the temperature of what it meant to Parrot Ge.

Parrot Ge didn't have much resistance to becoming Yang Ming's maid, she was a killer, and she hadn't seen anything, especially after seeing the relationship between Yang Ming and Zinu, it made Parrot Ge have a long-lost envy.

After coming to Xianyang, less than half a month has passed, but in this half month, Parrot Song has experienced a new life, a life that she longed for in her childhood.

Especially in the story told by Yang Ming that night, she was unconsciously immersed in it, and in her mind, the once terrifying memories were undergoing transformation.

This kind of transformation makes her look forward to it, but it also frightens her.

And Fang Cai is a temptation for her to Yang Ming.

Fortunately...... Thinking of this, a faint flush couldn't help but appear on Parrot Song's cheeks.

I just can't resist, and the maid is going to go down that path anyway. Parrot Song thought, but the wooden board in his hand accidentally fell and hit his feet.

In the midst of a cry of pain, there was laughter full of malice.

Towards evening, the small courtyard belonging to Yang Ming was almost decorated, Yang Ming sat in the courtyard sipping a sip of hot tea, Orchid was stewing mutton in the kitchen, and Parrot Song was standing under the eaves, holding a string of bells in his hand to hang on the eaves.

Looking at Parrot Ge, who was struggling to tiptoe but always out of reach, Yang Ming also laughed, and Parrot Ge said that he had relaxed his vigilance after coming to Xianyang, and this female killer had forgotten her past.

used to be a matter of light work, but at this time, Parrot Song struggled so hard to grasp the hook under the eaves, is this kind of life good or bad?

Are you born in sorrow and die in peace? Yang Ming didn't want to think about it anymore, so he simply put down the teacup in his hand and walked towards Parrot Song.

In an exclamation from Parrot Song, Yang Ming directly hugged her legs and lifted her up: "You can hang it up now." ”

"Huh?" A weightless parrot song shook its arms, causing the bell in his hand to sound chaotically and pleasantly, just like the parrot song now.

Lowering his head and glancing at Yang Ming, Parrot Song hurriedly hung the bell in his hand under the eaves, and then even pulled off the ribbon between his hair and tied a slipknot on the hook.

"The master can let me down." Only feeling that the thighs were extremely hot in the place covered by Yang Mingdi's palm, Parrot Song tried his best to calm himself and said.

"Then you have to be steady, don't fall." Yang Ming said, slowly putting down the parrot song.

At the moment when Parrot Ge's feet touched the ground, it was a small stumble, and she hurriedly grabbed Yang Ming's arm when she was nervous, and the hairpins in her hair shook, just like her mood at this time.

"You're looking more and more like a maid now." Yang Ming looked at the panicked Parrot Song and said in an inexplicable tone.

"Parrot Song was originally a maid." The parrot said.

While the two were talking, Orchid had already walked out of the kitchen with food.

This Hu girl's cooking skills are not bad, but this is only based on her identity as a Hu person, and it is said to be good, but in fact, it is just a plate of barbecue and a pot of stewed soft mutton and a few bowls of corn.

"It's a good day, come, have a drink." Yang Ming, who was sitting around the stone table in the lower courtyard, said three glasses of wine.

"The first drink, for moving into a new home." Parrot took the glass with both hands and said.

The orchid next to him reacted a little before taking the wine glass, this is a bearded girl who is not very good at 'foreign language'.

As the first drink was gone, Parrot Song had already picked up the glass and refilled it for the three of them.

At this time, it was Yang Ming's turn to raise his wine glass: "This second glass of wine, to celebrate your master, I have obtained a small official position." ”

"The master is an official? What official position? Parrot Song was pleasantly surprised, she had completely brought herself into the lady-in-waiting, and she couldn't hide her surprise in the face of a small official position, even if there were not many Korean bureaucrats who had died in her hands.

"Captain Ganquan Palace." Yang Ming said.

"That's to celebrate." The parrot sings the first word.

The orchid on the side learned smartly this time, although she didn't understand the words very well, but her eyes could keep up.

"This third wine?" Yang Ming, who was aroused by the wine, poured out a third glass of wine for the three of them.

"What's the name of the third drink?" Parrot asked enthusiastically.

"This third glass of wine ......," Yang Ming groaned, his gaze brushing over the faces of Parrot Song and Orchid.

In the expectation of the parrot song and the confusion of the orchid, Yang Ming said: "For our orchid." ”

"For our orchids." Parrot Song was a little disappointed, but raised her glass anyway.

Hu Ji also raised the wine glass in the same way as Yang Ming and Parrot Song, and brought the wine glass to his lips, and when he was about to drink the wine, two flashes suddenly flashed in Hu Ji's confused eyes, and in a slightly stiff accent: "How does the master know about my birthday today?" ”

Well?

Well?

The two eyes were in unison to the orchid.

"Orchid, your birthday? How old is this year? Parrot asked.

Hu Ji pondered, as if he was translating the question of Parrot Song into Hu language, and then translating Hu into a language that Yang Ming and Parrot Song could understand, and after a little Hu Ji said, "Fourteen years old." ”

"Fourteen?" Yang Ming, who heard this number, subconsciously looked at Hu Ji, even though she had changed out of the narrow-shouldered low-cut skirt she once had, her tall and proud figure was still not covered by a wide skirt.

Is it possible that such a bearded girl, who can almost make an adult woman ashamed, actually say that she is only past her fourteenth birthday?

Is this fourteen? Eighteen years old is not too much, right?

Yang Ming looked at the orchid, and many pictures appeared in his mind for a while.

Under Yang Ming's gaze, Hu Ji couldn't help but lower her head, and with her movements, she showed a certain place in front of her more and more domineering, that high arch and that fair face were intertwined together, such a difficult action, and a few women could do it.

Could it be that Hu Nu has been drinking milk and eating meat since she was a child, is she really so domineering? Yang Ming thought strangely.