Marry an officer at the beginning, wear a book girl and play songs every day

"Daughter-in-law, do you know how to sword dance? I haven't even seen it. You can show it to me first tonight!"

No wonder he taught her boxing skills and she could learn them in one go.

Her martial arts skills shouldn't be bad, but she looks so delicate and soft that it's hard to tell.

Gu Beicheng looked at Song Ranran with burning eyes. His wife was very mysterious and she had many shining points that he had not discovered.

But he has a lifetime to slowly and deeply understand her hobbies and soul.

"Go and cook first. After dinner, make me a wooden sword!"

Song Ranran felt that she was about to be burned through by his fiery gaze. She glared at him and pushed him into the kitchen.

"Daughter-in-law, after you have finished making the wooden sword, can I see the sword dance when I go home at night?"

Gu Beicheng entered the kitchen and started to light the fire, but his eyes looked at Song Ranran from time to time.

"Brother Beicheng, the oil is already smoking. Hurry up and put the vegetables in!"

Song Ranran looked at the absent-minded Gu Beicheng and reminded him.

Today's lunch was completed under Song Ranran's urging.

Just after lunch, Gu Beicheng started making wooden swords.

An hour later, a wooden sword with exquisite carvings and smooth lines appeared in front of Song Ranran.

"It's so beautiful, Brother Beicheng, have you made this kind of wooden sword before?"

Song Ranran took the wooden sword in her hand and held a sword flower around it. The one customized by her lover was different, and it was very easy to use for the first time.

"The first sword was made for me by my father. When I was a child, I made more than 20 swords based on the same pattern, and they were all given to my younger brother."

"There are two more swords that I think are the best. I have put them away. When I return to Yanjing next year, I will take you to the warehouse to look for them. Are they still there?"

Gu Beicheng recalled the past events of his childhood and smiled knowingly.

"Then you must have been very naughty when you were a child! Time is running out, so go to work quickly!"

Song Ranran glanced at his watch and saw that it was already the time for him to set off every day.

"Daughter-in-law, can I see you dancing tonight?"

Gu Beicheng stood at the door of the courtyard slowly, looking at Song Ranran with deep and expectant eyes and asking.

"Okay, okay! Go to work quickly, you'll be late if you linger any longer!"

Song Ranran really has no way to deal with him now. Who can refuse his affectionate and longing eyes?

I will also find her previous costumes from the space later.

The space was relatively small at first. After it was filled with supplies, she only included photos of her family and a few sets of dance outfits.

She carried a change of clothes in her bag.

"Daughter-in-law, I'm leaving, wait until I come back!"

Just a few hours, Gu Beicheng said it seemed like he would be gone for a long time.

"understood!"

Song Ranran watched Gu Beicheng pedal the bicycle very fast. He had so much physical strength and energy!

After closing the courtyard door, Song Ranran entered the room and took out two sword dance costumes.

She first took out a white set and put it on, which made her feel a bit like an immortal.

However, red is more festive during the Chinese New Year, so she put on another red dress.

Now Song Ranran puts on makeup every day when she wakes up, not Xu Jiajia's heavy makeup, but no makeup.

She took out a bright red lipstick and put it on, matching it with a red dress, and her flaming red lips, like a delicate rose.

She took out her mobile phone, selected two pieces of classical pure music, and adjusted it to a sound that could only be heard in the room.

These are all songs from more than a hundred years ago, so there is no possibility that they will find problems later.

This body was very soft, so Song Ranran rehearsed it a few times while Gu Beicheng was still at work.

The first few times were a bit awkward, but starting from the fifth time, the sword in her hand had become one with her.

Lift your legs, turn your sleeves, pick up your sword, and spin, just like flowing clouds and flowing water.

She felt that her sword dance had reached a new level. Many of her movements were no longer as soft as in previous performances.

As graceful as a startled giant, as graceful as a swimming dragon, it is as beautiful as its skirts and feet flipping as it moves lightly on lotus steps.

Gu Beicheng looked at the dance with his eyes as he had never seen it before.

The golden sunset shone through the window on Song Ranran's body, and he felt that her whole body was glowing.

"Brother Beicheng, you are back!"

The hair on Song Ranran's forehead was soaked with sweat, her face was rosy and she was panting slightly.

She originally thought of just practicing, but the more she danced, the happier she became, and the more she danced, the more she wanted to do it. Instead of the specific movements before, she became more fluid.

"daughter in law!"

The amazement in Gu Beicheng's eyes almost overflowed. He walked quickly towards Song Ranran and hugged her tightly.

He suddenly had the idea that he didn't want Song Ranran to perform in the army. His wife was too beautiful and he didn't want others to see her.

"Brother Beicheng, I'm hungry!"

Song Ranran looked at Gu Beicheng's increasingly dangerous eyes and stretched out her hands to cover his eyes.

She danced all afternoon, and her lunch had long been digested.

"Brother Beicheng, go stir-fry quickly. I'll show you another dance tonight!"

She was in a dance club in college and learned some other dances from her senior sister.

"Daughter-in-law, don't be naughty! I'm very hungry now too!"

"I will fight quickly and won't make you hungry!"

Before he finished speaking, Gu Beicheng didn't care that Song Ranran was blindfolded. He knew every weakness in her body.

He closed his eyes and lit fires everywhere...

"Bei~~Cheng~~Brother~~Brother!"

Song Ranran's hands slowly slid down on his chest, and her whole body limply fell on him.

The two listened to the classical music of Golden Sword Goma and started a war unique to them.

Unfortunately, the strength of the two sides was too disparate, but the winner was decided in just half an hour.

"Brother Beicheng, after dinner, you have to wash this white skirt together. These two skirts cannot be machine washed, so I can only trouble you to wash them by hand."

Song Ranran looked at the crumpled red dress and felt a little distressed. The white dress also fell to the ground and was stained with dust.

This red dress was a birthday gift from her mother before the end of the world.

Today was the first time she wore it, and it hadn't participated in any performances yet.

This is a new Chinese-style red dress, which has both ancient femininity and modern sophistication. It is a perfect fusion of ancient and modern designs.

"Don't worry, when the clothes are dry tomorrow morning, I will iron them for you!"

"My mother has glossy satin in her warehouse. I'll write to her tomorrow and ask her to send it to you to make a dress!"

Gu Beicheng looked at Song Ranran's distressed expression, and his own heart began to ache.

He didn't know that this dress was very important to her. He shouldn't have just thrown it on the lounge chair.

"No, it's not like you don't know how you can wear a skirt made of such eye-catching fabrics nowadays!"

"This is the last birthday gift my mother gave me. Fortunately, the quality is good. When I get up tomorrow morning, I will see the dress in perfect condition."

Song Ranran checked it over and breathed a sigh of relief when there was no damage.

Several pieces of her clothes were damaged by him. Thinking of this, she turned around and glared at him fiercely.

"I promise it will be like new tomorrow morning!"

"Daughter-in-law, your other dance tonight..."

Song Ranran's big watery eyes were not intimidating at all, and they stared at Gu Beicheng until his whole body tensed up and his mouth went dry.