Tyrant, he wants to spoil me

Chapter 510 Old Dog, My Heart Is Bitter
Bai Lu covered her mouth and smiled lightly.

She knew that the master cared about the young lady.

The night is like billows.

Su Jiu returned to the bedroom in the main courtyard from Jiangheting, opened the door and saw Xiao Tingchen wearing ivory pajamas, sitting crookedly by the window reading a book.

She glanced at the case of the book.

The sun came out from the west, and what this guy was watching was the art of war.

She silently took her pajamas from the closet and went to the next room to take a bath.

Xiao Tingchen turned the pages of the book.

The sound insulation between the wing room and the bedroom was not good, and he could clearly hear the splashing water of the girl when she was taking a bath.

He imagined what it would be like to take a bath with Su wine.

Her black hair was braided and pulled up high, her face was shiny and slender, her neck was slender, rose petals were attached to her greasy collarbone, and her whole body was surrounded by steaming mist, which was very beautiful.

The man rubbed the tip of his nose, trying to suppress his distraction.

Half an hour later, Su Jiu came back.

The loose silk pajamas made her petite, and the gesture of closing the door was cute and cute.

Xiao Tingchen smelled the faint fragrance of roses on her body from afar.

Sweet and sweet, tempting him to go all out.

He coughed and secretly glanced at Su Jiu.

The girl sat on the side of the couch, lowered her head and lifted her trouser legs to apply pearl ointment on her body.

The color of the calf is like a pearl, and the curve is slender and well-proportioned. Because it has just been bathed, the shell-like pink color of the feet is revealed, which is really beautiful.

Xiao Tingchen threw away the military book, impatiently rubbing against her.

He took the pearl ointment in her hand, "I'll do it."

He picked out a big lump of paste, and quickly touched Su Jiu's calf!

Su Jiu moved faster!

She propped up the bed with both hands, and pressed one foot firmly against Xiao Tingchen's cheek, refusing to let him approach her again.

Xiao Tingchen raised his eyebrows, "Su Xiaojiu?"

"Don't touch me."

Her eyes were slightly red and swollen, and her voice was a little hoarse, which showed that she had been crying for a long time.

The guarded and alienated posture is like a cub facing a wild beast attack.

Xiao Tingchen thought for a while, then said softly, "I'll give you the banknote, so don't lose your temper with me. But there is a premise, you can't send the banknote I gave you to Lu Cunwei."

Su Jiu was surprised, "Do you know that I got the money for my brother?"

Xiao Tingchen was noncommittal.

Prince Yong's Mansion is considered his old den, and he is basically clear about the movement of people and things in and out.

He even knew that the red lotus root had delivered a letter for Rong Zheng.

Su Jiu frowned, "What's wrong with my brother in Liangzhou, you don't allow me to send money to him?"

"Drink flower wine."

For the sake of the relationship between husband and wife, Xiao Tingchen decided to feel sorry for his uncle and tell the truth honestly.

He said: "Lu Cunwei was spoiled and spoiled since he was a child, and the top names in hundreds of singing houses and restaurants in Chang'an City are all his old friends. During this time in Liangzhou, he never went to the battlefield twice, and his comrades did not know two, but they met each other. All the dudes in Liangzhou. Su Xiaojiu, you can't spoil him anymore."

Su Jiu was holding the pearl ointment, his little face could not hide his disappointment.

In Lu Cunwei's letter to her, he also said how many enemies he killed and how hard it was to fight.

She thought that Lu Cunwei had at least half the hard work he said in the letter, so she was willing to send him money so that he could eat, drink and have fun in his spare time without too much burden.

but……

Xiao Tingchen hugged her into his arms, "Su Xiaojiu, you can lose your temper with me, but you can't be really angry with me. In this world, the person who treats you best is me. No matter what I do, it is for you. "

The lights were dim.

The man's peach blossom eyes were full of emotions, only reflecting Su Jiu's face, shining like stars.

Su Jiu sniffed.

She suddenly felt a little tired.

She got into Xiao Tingchen's arms, "I want to drink."

"I'll accompany you."

Xiao Tingchen brought several altars of fine peach blossom wine from the cellar.

It has been aged for decades, and once the mud is opened, the aroma of the wine will overflow in the bedroom.

The two of them drank with big wooden spoons. Su wine held a good amount of alcohol, but it couldn't stand the strength of the aged wine. After drinking half a jar, they began to talk nonsense drunkenly.

She embraced Xiao Tingchen like a brother, "Old dog, my heart is bitter..."

Old... dog...? !

Xiao Tingchen was expressionless.

It is said that after drinking, Xiao Tingchen realizes that he is an old dog in Su Jiu's heart.

"My heart is bitter!"

Su Jiu emphasized.

Her eye circles were red and wet, like peach blossoms with dew, "I don't like Chang'an, I want to go home...my home is not here..."

After coming to Chang'an, she suffered more injuries than the previous 12 years combined.

She wants to go back to Jiangnan, she wants to go back to Bird Clothes Lane.

Then pretend to be a little book boy and go to Jinling Academy to study, then take a look at Xie Rongjing squatting on the wall and gag, and then whisper with Bao Jin and Nuan Yuezuan under the covers.

I really want to,

I really want to swim back to Jiangnan again...

Xiao Tingchen wiped the wet corners of her eyes for her, "I will take you back to have a look when I have a chance in the future."

Su Jiu lay on his shoulder and cried for a while, then got up and drank two spoonfuls of wine.

She hiccupped and got up dizzy.

Xiao Tingchen watched her turn around a few times, and then staggered to bring a pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

She threw those things on the round table, and rarely swallowed her anger: "Yanmo... hiccup!"

Xiao Tingchen smiled lowly, and studied ink for her as promised.

The girl unrolled a long scroll of rice paper, rolled up her sleeves and picked up a pen.

The first name appeared on the rice paper:
Xiao Jingzhen.

Su Jiu pointed at this name, although he was very drunk, but Shui Lingling's red eyes were full of seriousness, "She must die."

Grandma's body, not to mention another ten years, can live at least five or six more years.

It was because of Xiao Jingzhen's foul language that Grandma became seriously ill and passed away prematurely...

Xiao Tingchen smiled.

He stood beside the girl, picked up another brush, and wrote the second name on the paper:

Xiao Rui.

His voice was indifferent: "Damn it for coveting my little concubine's beauty."

Su Jiu tilted his head innocently, laughed and wrote down the third name:
Zhao.

"Squeeze out grandma, discredit grandma in Chang'an City, damn it!"

Xiao Tingchen wrote:
Xiao Bingwen.

He dipped in ink, "Using my grandmother's dowry to pave the way for my future, I have ignored my grandmother for decades, damn it."

The candlelight danced, the young couple drank one jar after another, and each person's name was scrawled on the rice paper:

Lu Zhenzhen, Lu Xiangxiang, Mrs. Li, Yuan Fuxue, Rong Yao, Mrs. Rong, Wu Song, Queen Zhao...

And Xiao Tingchen's long list of political enemies in the court.

Su Jiu drank until his cheeks were flushed, Xiao Tingchen hugged his slender waist so that he would not fall to the ground.

She grasped the brush, and every stroke was extremely meticulous and serious.

On the paper, Rong Zheng's name appeared.

"Cheat me first, and make my father and brother bear the charges later...Damn it!"

She threw away the brush, hugged Xiao Tingchen's neck coquettishly, and hung limply on his body, "I'm sleepy..."

Xiao Tingchen smoothed the broken hair on her forehead for her, touched her hot little face, and carried her to the Yanshi bed.

He tucked in the quilt for her.

The girl's eyes were blurred, "Xiao Tingchen, I want to be different, and I can no longer let others bully the people I care about."

Xiao Tingchen gently kissed her forehead, "Okay."

She fell asleep on the pillow.

Xiao Tingchen returned to the round table, staring at the long list expressionlessly.

All kinds of ghosts and ghosts are on it.

What he hates, what Su Xiaojiu hates, are all on it.

(End of this chapter)