The daily life of the bandits in the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 59 Candlelight Dinner
"You died from a relapse of your old disease, but don't worry now, with me here, you will surely live a long life." Chu Yang touched her face with a look of love.

"What about Chengqian?"

Chu Yang held his eldest grandson Wugou in his arms: "Madam, it's our two-person world now, we'll talk about these things later, at this moment, I will accompany you well."

"Aren't you going to build a military camp and accompany me again?" Changsun Wugou leaned his head on Chu Yang's chest, and wrapped his arms around his waist tightly.

"They know Jian, and with Qin Gui around, the most important thing is for me to accompany my wife comfortably."

"Slick tongue." Changsun Wugou pinched his back with his hand.

"Ma'am, do you think it's been a long journey for us?" Chu Yang stroked her back.

"How to say?"

"Before we got married, the reckless brat always came to spoil our affairs. You said you had guests, and you had a beautiful woman last night. Isn't our time together now very precious?"

"Sanggong, if you break the bottom line before getting married, I will really die." The eldest grandson Wugou looked at him very seriously.

Chu Yang lifted his grandson Wugou's chin and kissed it, and he let go after a long time.

"I know, that's why I asked you to reconcile Li Shu, and then married you. Don't think I'm a bandit, I'm just a man."

The eldest grandson Wugou hugged Chu Yang, raised his head shyly, his eyelashes flickered. "Stop talking, kiss me, let's play here for a while before going back."

The two had a tryst in the grass, and when it was almost dark, Chu Yang returned home with his eldest grandson Wugou on his back.

Love, tryst, is wonderful.

The family has already gone to sleep, Qiu Yun is in Li Zhi's room, her plan is to put the child to sleep first, and then go to sleep with Zheng Guanyin.

Qiu Yun was a real assist, creating opportunities for Chu Yang and Changsun Wugou to get along.

After Chu Yang and Changsun Wugou turned on the light in the living room, they stuck together again, each of them needed a cup of herbal tea.

"Madam, go wash up first, I'll treat Guanyin." He pulled Sun Wugou's hand to his face and rubbed it.

"Mmm..." Changsun Wugou was a little bit reluctant.

"Go ahead, we'll chat slowly later." Chu Yang took her hands off his face and wrapped them around his waist.

"Ma'am, remember what I told you this morning."

"Yeah!" She remembered the pants thing.

On the second floor of the villa, Qiu Yun could vaguely hear the voice of Qiu Yun telling stories to Li Zhi.

Chu Yang didn't bother them, he went directly to treat Zheng Guanyin with acupuncture, and then gave Zheng Guanyin a bath.

After he finished washing himself, he came to the eldest grandson Wugou's room.

The eldest grandson Wugou hadn't returned to the room yet, so he must be grooming after careful cleaning.

He bought red wine, steaks, red candles, wine glasses, western tableware, and dining tables at the system supermarket to create romance.

In the room, an orange striped checkered tablecloth is spread on the dining table against the wall, and there are two sets of western tableware on the table.

He took the steaks out of the microwave and put them on the dinner plates, and the fragrant meat smell wafted around.

Then put the red candle on a crescent-shaped lamp holder, light the candle, the yellowish fire light gave the whole room a warm feeling, and after turning off the light in the room, the light and shadow were soft.

At this time, he came to the phonograph, put down the needle, and a song "Night Shanghai" sounded slowly.

Night Shanghai Night Shanghai
you are a city that never sleeps
Chu Yang, who had changed into a white Chinese tunic suit, sat on a chair and waited for his eldest grandson Wugou to come in. The white leather shoes on Erlang's upturned legs were particularly high-end.

Squeaky, the door was pushed open.

The eldest grandson Wugou was wearing a sky blue cheongsam dress with four season orchids embroidered on the body.

A pair of beige high heels matched with slender jade legs.

The figure with round buttocks and bosom, surrounded by the close-fitting cheongsam, is extra alluring.

The hair is neatly coiled up, fixed with a butterfly shaker, and white pearl pendants are worn on the ears.

On the delicate cheeks, the phoenix eyes are agile, the tip of the nose is beautiful, and the crimson lips are moist and attractive.

The moment she pushed open the door, the pleasant and long singing came to her ears, and the soft and warm candlelight passed through the crack of the door like a curtain, gradually illuminating her beautiful face.

One jade foot stepped into the room first, and following the fluctuation of the skirt, the other jade foot followed behind, gently closing the door with white and tender hands, and looking at the scenery in the room with hazy eyes.

The flame of the red candle shone on the white wall, showing a yellowish warmth.

There is a faint rose fragrance in the air.

The strange tableware on the striped tablecloth, the blend of light and shadow, the elegant man sitting next to him has a calm demeanor, and the unique clothing makes him more slim and handsome.

The pleasant singing voice touched her inner tenderness, the candlelight in her eyes danced slightly, and the autumn water was long.

Chu Yang got up very gentlemanly and came to her.

A charming scent of lavender radiated from her body, making Chu Yang unbearably hot and distracted.

Afterwards, Chu Yang supported her back with one hand and Bai Nen's small hand with the other, and led her to a chair to sit down.

She looked at the things on the table in a daze, curious about the usefulness of these things.

The candle flame passed through the red wine bottle, forming a dark red shadow on the table, and the reflection from the glass shone on her delicate cheeks, making her look bright and moving.

The dining table is low, and the beige high-heeled shoes and slender jade feet are tightly packed together.

Holding a knife and fork, Chu Yang cut a piece of steak and fed it to her mouth, and she also cut a piece of steak and fed it to Chu Yang.

Then Chu Yang poured the sober red wine into the glass and handed it to her.

She saw Chu Yang shaking the wine glass, and she repeated the same movement. Under Chu Yang's signal, and with the singing of "Ye Shanghai", they drank the wine again.

She carefully admired Chu Yang's attire.

The man in front of him was tall and tall, sunny and handsome, with tough facial features full of heroism.

It made her breathe a little short, longing to be embraced by Chu Yang.

At this moment, Chu Yang's blood was boiling, and he tried hard to control his emotions. He wanted to give his eldest grandson Wugou a perfect night.

Then he cut another piece of steak and lovingly fed it to his eldest grandson Wugou.

Chu Yang watched as her red lips lifted slightly, her white teeth slowly bit the steak, her red lips closed gently, and her sweet tongue twitched in her mouth.

He wanted to kiss it and try a different steak.

The singing was played repeatedly, and the two fed each other without extra words, just physical communication.

Except for the sound of music, the rest is very quiet, like the eve of a storm.

When the food on the plate is finished, there is still a trace of red wine in the glass at the bottom.

Chu Yang stretched out his hand to his grandson Wugou: "Madam, let's have a dance!"

"I'm not very good at."

She bowed her head shyly, and stretched a strand of blue silk to her ear, but still stretched out her jade and slender hand.

"I teach you."

Chu Yang gently hugged her waist and came to the center of the room.

The shiny brown wooden floor reflected the figures of the two close together. As the jade feet moved, the hem of the cheongsam rippled like water.

What will be released tonight, the two of them tacitly agreed.

In the candlelight, the two looked at each other affectionately, their faces approached slowly, and they kissed deeply and affectionately, waiting for the peach to ripen.

"Xianggong, Qiu Yun said that you are a bull, and I want you to be my bull, a very bull."

The eldest grandson Wugou raised his head and put his arms around Chu Yang's neck. The sleeves of the cheongsam slid down, revealing his arms as clean as a lotus root. On his beautiful cheeks, blue waves were rippling in his eyes, and he looked at Chu Yang with affection nose.

"Okay, I promise you." Chu Yang looked at her dotingly: "Is there any more?"

(End of this chapter)