Quickly wear cute girls to fight against five, and the villains form a group to protect them

But now, the little girl's body was soft and warm, and the hot breath spread evenly on his neck, making him itchy.

Song Chao walked in the darkness with her on his back, feeling a little dazed.

It seems like I have returned to those desperate and sad nights 13 years ago.

But the heat from the little girl's body would always bring him back to reality.

Song Chao still adjusted his posture and held her firmly with his arms behind his back.

Mrs. Cheng, who left first, had already cleared out the side room of his yard.

Candles were also lit in the room, and the lamps emitted a warm yellow light.

The bed against the wall was also thickly made and warm, and the room was fully furnished.

Song Chao thought to himself, Mrs. Cheng is quite capable, and she has almost decorated the house in such a short time.

He sat down on the bed helplessly, "We're here, come down."

The person behind him didn't move.

He turned his head to look again, um, he fell asleep again.

Song Chao cursed in his heart and put Yueyue down on the bed.

"What a troublemaker."

He walked to the door swinging his arms and turned back with a serious face.

He took off his coat, shoes, and wrapped her hair in a cotton towel, added lamp oil, closed the window, and tucked her in with the quilt.

After doing all this, he left again and then turned back.

Putting two fingers under Yueyue's nose, she felt the warm breath, and her face, which had always been serious and tight, relaxed a little.

"Little trouble, you slept well."

His voice was very soft, with a smile that he didn't realize he had.

Then he went back to his room, which was dark.

"Huh? Where's my lamp?"

……

When Song Chao woke up the next day, he first stretched his torso, which was stiff from sleeping on a hard bed.

Looking at the empty room, his face was as dark as the ashes on the bottom of a pot.

Mrs. Cheng, you really know what it means to use local materials!

Song Chao drew his sword and drew a vertical line on the wall.

Little Trouble The first day on the mountain was very annoying.

He banged the door, thinking that it would be best if she couldn't bear the pain of getting up early to practice, so she could take the initiative to go down the mountain.

Unexpectedly, when Little Carrot Ding heard that he was going to get up early to practice Kungfu, although he was staggering from sleep, he still followed him.

"Wait a moment."

Little Carrot Ding suddenly spoke.

Song Chao: Look, look, she must have not heard clearly just now, and now she is ready to back down.

"If you are lingering, don't go. Go back and go to sleep."

Little Carrot Ding didn't care about him, he ran back and picked up a pair of pink hammers that were dusty...

"Where did you get this... from?"

Yueyue opened her round eyes and asked tentatively: "If I say that I have been hiding in my clothes, would you believe it?"

Song Dynasty: ...I like to talk but don't talk.

Although Yueyue is lazy, she is not at all vague about the skills she can learn.

The old village leader and Song Chao were playing swordsmanship like a tiger, with swords so sharp that they seemed to cut people's faces, while Yueyue danced with her hammers by the side.

The old village leader saw that she had no rules and thought she was just playing around.

Until he took the hammer and wanted to teach him one and a half moves.

With a bang, the hammer hit the ground, making a hole.

The old village leader looked at the hammer that had been released and fell into a long silence.

It cannot be taught, not at all.

Song Chao didn't know why, so he lowered his head to pick up the hammer.

After a while, he straightened up as if nothing happened and continued practicing his sword.

At this time, a bearded man came running up and said, "Old village leader, the big boss, the brothers down the mountain said that another caravan is coming."

Song Chao grinned evilly after hearing this, business is coming!

He strode out, but someone grabbed him by the corner of his clothes.

Yueyue raised her little face with excitement, "Take me, take me!"

Song Chao's eyes twitched, he grabbed the corner of his clothes and ran away like flying.

Yueyue followed closely behind, her calves flying very fast, and she also disappeared.

The old village leader was left alone to continue to be messy in the wind.

At the foot of the mountain, the steward at the head of the caravan already regarded Song Chao as an old acquaintance.

Seeing him and his brothers surrounding him, he happily took out the silver bag from his arms.

As long as his "goods" are not touched, this little money is nothing. Instead, he wants to be grateful that the Song Dynasty obeyed the rules and never asked what the "goods" were.

So sometimes, even if he takes a long way around, he is willing to go here. Spending money is better than getting into trouble.

But today, Song Chao did not give way after collecting the money. Instead, he hesitated and gestured with his hands.

"So long, so wide..."

The steward looked confused, "What?"

"Um... I'm a little girl, do you have any suitable clothes?"

The steward silently wiped the sweat from his forehead. He wanted to say no, but he was afraid that this fierce god would not comply.

With the idea of ​​making friends, he ran to the car behind and dug out a dress.

The dress is still new, and the fabric is not the best, but the color is bright.

Song Chao picked it up, took a look at it, and stuffed it into his arms with a cold face.

Just as he was about to ride back to the mountain, he heard someone from behind the caravan shouting.

"Where did you come from, you little thief! Don't touch our goods! Come down!"

When Song Chao heard the sound, he turned around and saw the little carrot he regarded as a troublemaker standing on the carriage loading the boxes.

As she kicked off all the lids of the cargo box, countless little radish dices slowly stood up.

Song:(????)!

"Hey, my product! Quick! Catch her! I'm going to kill her! Quick..."

Before the steward could finish speaking, the "old acquaintance" who had already turned around kicked him over.

The manager was covering his arm that had been kicked unconscious, with a look of panic on his face.

Song Chao met his gaze, his tone seemed to be icy, "How dare you touch my people."

Other people in the village had already rushed forward on horseback, surrounding those guys who wanted to tear Yueyue off.

Yueyue took advantage of their confrontation and quickly got out of the carriage, and then followed the same pattern and lifted all the boxes on the following carriages.

Countless little radish dices stood up tremblingly.

Seeing this, the veins on Song Chao's forehead jumped.

"Guanshi Liu's business is quite big. Where did all these children come from?"

Manager Liu wiped the cold sweat from his head and said, "Master Song, we are all eating this bowl of rice. Everything today is all a misunderstanding. You can take your people back, and you can show your respect for the rest."

As he spoke, he took out a wad of banknotes from his pocket. Judging by the denomination, it was more than they had earned in half a year.

Under the heavy money, except for Song Chao who still looked normal, the others even breathed heavier.

On one side is a group of little carrots, on the other side is a thick stack of banknotes, on the other side is conscience, and on the other side is wealth.

For a group of bandits who have not lost their conscience, this choice is too difficult, right?

When everyone was silent, Yueyue flew up with a hammer and knocked people unconscious.

The banknote fell to the ground, and she picked it up, patted it, and stuffed it into her arms.

Why can’t we have all of this, this, and that?

Not only did she accept the money, she also searched up and down and took out all the money left in the steward's arms.

Well, even those hidden in people’s boots were not spared.

Song Chao felt that she was a little too skilled.

Having great strength is a gift, so is this?