In fact, Jing Hengbo had imagined the scene in front of him many times, and even had such a dream many times, and every time he woke up with a smile in his dream.
But now that this scene appeared in front of her, it was definitely not a surprise, but a shock.
She was standing at the door, with a transparent gauze curtain hanging in the hall. Behind the curtain was the faint figure of Gong Yin, who had already changed into white clothes, and was in a half-kneeling posture, with his back to her and facing a figure, with one hand slightly raised. Standing up, holding a bouquet of sparkling flowers in the other hand.
This, this, and this shape...Jing Hengbo's jaw almost dropped—isn't this a standard marriage proposal pose? How did Gong Yin know?
After this thought flashed, a brighter lightning struck her mind.
Gong Yin is proposing?
To whom?
There is no light in the hall, except for Gong Yin who is all in white, which is particularly conspicuous and bright, the rest of the people and things are immersed in the darkness, and it is impossible to see who is opposite Gong Yin.
Jing Hengbo was stunned for a long while, and a chill came out from the bottom of his heart—what's the matter?
Flirting and hinting at her before, and then proposing to someone else in the blink of an eye?
Gong Yin was recruited? dizzy? Are you out of your mind?
A surge of anger shot up from Jing Hengbo's chest—even if Gong Yin is rehearsing and experimenting, that won't work!
He can only kneel down to her!
In the hall, Gong Yin was still kneeling, and there was some strange voice faintly, Jing Hengbo was furious, and before he could think about it, he walked in with a "swoosh".
The next moment she bumped into a cold object, she could feel the chill even through the cloak, she stretched out her hand and pulled Gong Yin hard, saying: "Get up, what are you doing!"
This pull suddenly felt that the touch was not right, hard and cold. Although Gong Yin had the true energy of ice and snow, his body and skin were usually a little colder, so it was not like this.
She looked down, dumbfounded.
The half-kneeling Gong Yin proposing, with transparent body and piercing eyes, turned out to be an ice sculpture dressed in white!
The ice sculpture was so lifelike that she couldn't tell it right away in the dimly lit hall.
Looking up again to see the opposite of the ice sculpture Gong Yin, there is also a thin layer of ice shell covered with a red cloak.
Jing Hengbo was stunned, not understanding what Gong Yin meant. Doing such a look is to show her?
If you want to propose marriage, ask yourself, what do you do as an ice sculpture?
Looking at the ice sculpture Gong Yin again, the slightly raised palm is a ring, also made of ice, with "diamonds" inlaid on it. "Diamond" is too large, like a pigeon egg.
The other hand is holding a bunch of flowers, and at first glance, it is a rose sealed in ice. The ice layer is shining with crystal light, which makes the rose more delicate and clear. But where are the roses this season? Jing Hengbo didn't remember seeing roses in the wilderness either.
If you look closely, the roses are actually carved out. The corresponding positions of each petal inside are filled with red petals, and the color and shape are consistent. At first glance, it looks like a cluster of roses.
Jing Hengbo stared at this bouquet of flowers for a long time, looked down at Gong Yin's half-kneeling figure, and smiled.
Could it be that this guy couldn't kneel down by himself, and then replaced him with an ice man?
She walked to the ice shell opposite Gong Yin, pushed the ice shell down, stood there by herself, stretched out her arms, and closed her eyes.
Suddenly, a light flickered overhead.
The light shone on her forehead, warm and soft.
She opened her eyes and widened them again.
In an instant, the hall suddenly lit up, clusters of lights, palace lanterns shining, another curtain slowly opened, and under the radiant lights, there were even more radiant flowers.
A room full of flowers.
Rhododendron, Magnolia, Apricot Blossom, Pear Blossom, Peach Blossom, Begonia, Ruixiang, Bauhinia, Plum Poppy, Pansy...The color is like colorful neon, smooth like silk brocade. A sum, generously swayed in this palace room.
Under the light, these delicate petals are shining brightly, as if they are dotted with countless crystal diamonds, flowing with dazzling light. If you look carefully, there are countless ice beads condensed on the tips of the petals, like stars falling in the flowers.
Jing Hengbo's eyes were a little dizzy. There were so many flowers, the room was full of excitement, and her eyes were full of excitement. She suddenly remembered the celebrity wedding that she had envied in the modern world, the prince and princess, in the room full of flowers. , will settle down a lifetime of romance.
Huaxiang suffocated her breath, and suddenly she slowly wet her eyes.
What does this scene mean? Is it a hint to propose marriage, or remind her that all these are just flowers in the twilight, ice beads among the flowers, which will wither and melt in a blink of an eye?
The flowers in this room, the half-kneeling suitors, and the brilliant lights all fit her dream too well, but because they fit too well and came too fast, she felt uneasy, fearing that this was just a dream melting away. .
She used to be a passionate and happy woman who dared to fantasize about everything in the world, but now, step by step through life, she has learned not to look forward to luck, and to consider failure before victory.
She took a deep breath, and suddenly heard a rustling sound above her head, looked up, and saw Feifei's big furry tail flickering past, pointing to the hall.
It turned out that this guy lit the lamp.
Jing Hengbo glanced at the ice sculpture, and it flickered again.
The next moment she was in the darker hall, the air was cold, and there seemed to be a low sound of water.
Only then did she recall the strange sound she heard earlier, wasn't it just the sound of water.
Her eyes lit up immediately.
He is taking a shower!
Oh, it seems like we should wait outside for him to take a shower before going in? Seeing that they arranged so many things outside, maybe it was to distract her, so that she would not rush into his bathtub with a swipe.
Jing Hengbo pretended to Feifei above his head, "What is he doing, sleeping?"
Startup nodded stupidly.
"Oh, I made a piece of clothing for him here, and I have to send it in." Jing Hengbo probed his head, "You send it?"
Startfei immediately shook her head stupidly, and patted her legs with her tail, indicating that she was tired.
"So, shall I send it?"
Feifei nodded.
Jing Hengbo smiled openly, "I'll give Er Gouzi to play with you for a month later!"
Little monsters are wise!
She held up the dragon underwear and put them in with a swipe, "Gong Yin, Gong Yin, are you asleep? I'll bring you clothes."
There was a sound of water splashing in the dark hall, and then there seemed to be a faint flash of white light. Her arm really touched the slippery bathtub wall, and the dragon underwear in the palm of her hand was pulled away with a swipe, and she threw it out. She raised her head, vaguely Seeing the sea cucumber in the crotch of the dragon underwear fluttering in the wind...
The next moment, her lips were blocked by a pair of wet lips. The lips were moist with water and the fragrance of flowers, and they pressed against her teeth. His tongue became more flexible each time, and he penetrated into her mouth lightly and delicately. Fragrant tunnel, light touch, cruising, sweeping, sucking... His body slowly leaned out of the tub, and as the kiss became more and more intense, the water waves surged, and waves of hot water gushed out. It was splashed on her body, her arms were pressed against the wet tub wall, her complexion was as peach blossomed by the steaming heat and hot water, she felt in a trance that the water was so hot, and her body became weaker because of it, she felt herself Like a masked man, he is softly attached to the wall of the tub, his body feels hard, but his lips and face feel soft, perhaps because of the heat fumigation, his face is rarely hot, warm and soft Soft, satin-like touch, her breath was hotly entangled, some hot air brushed behind her ears, she was hot and itchy, the itching touched the bottom of her heart, and she couldn't help moaning softly.
The sound of water rippling lightly seemed to be at the same frequency as the friction and sucking between her lips and teeth. Her neck was slightly tilted back, with the curvature of a willow. She subconsciously reached out and wanted to hug his waist, but she only hugged the wet bath. Barrel, she suddenly wanted to laugh, for the current look, what is it like to hug a bathtub and kiss?
He seemed to be aware of it too. With a low smile, he stretched out his hand to lift her up. Before she could exclaim in surprise, he had already carried her in and sat on the edge of the tub. Her lower body was soaked in hot water, and the cloak on her upper body had already fallen off. The fiery red silk pajamas were also half wet, sticking to the body, under the hazy light from the top of the hall, the fiery red skirt floated on the surface of the bathtub in the dim light, and then it was tied up, like the streamlined tail of a mermaid, and then it was rounded. Her hips, she leaned back slightly, so she tightened her jade-like waistline more and more. The bone curve above the waistline is still exquisite, and it cannot be increased or decreased. soft puff...
The edge of the tub was a bit thin, and it was uncomfortable to sit on. With the sound of water splashing, he stood up and lifted her waist up. Her skin became more moist after being wet, and he almost couldn't hold it when his fingers slipped. Sliding up, it slid to her armpit, accidentally touching a shockingly soft and thin, slightly elastic, indescribably wonderful touch.
His fingers couldn't help but stop, and couldn't help being greedy for such a feeling, but she felt itchy, and giggled, grabbing his shoulder while laughing, and lowered her head to glance down—it's rare that the great **** gradually let go, and unexpectedly Ken took a romantic bath with her, and seized the opportunity to see someone's eight-pack abs!
When she lowered her head like this, she froze for a moment, and then screamed in disbelief: "Ah, ah, Gong Yin, you are wearing clothes in the shower! What kind of nerves did you get when you take a shower and put on clothes!"
There was low laughter in the bathtub, he pressed the back of her head, and gave her a deep oppression, until she shut up, gasped, her face was pink, and she couldn't babble anymore, so she said in a low voice: "Morning Knowing that you will barge in, rush to take a shower, and arrange such an accident, it will not stop you, so it is the most sensible to wear clothes and take a bath."
"Wise...it's really wise." Jing Hengbo glanced down, vaguely feeling that although he was wearing clothes to take a bath, and he had the virtue of abstinence, but the clothes were thin and light, and they were tightly attached to his body, which was no worse than not wearing them How much, it may even be more tempting than not wearing it, she is about to spray nosebleeds just by imagining it - it is said that the breath of abstinence is the most destructive provocation, and now she feels that this is true.
She tried hard to see clearly, but it was a pity that the light source was behind her and was blocked by her. The hall was pitch-black, and her finger slid down gently and landed on the skin of his neck. Unlike in the past, his body was soaked in hot water today. The soak was very warm, the heat seemed to be transmitted from the fingertips to the tip of the heart, she couldn't help shivering with excitement.
Gong Yin thought she was cold, and asked softly, "Cold? Why don't you come in for a soak?"
"Don't." Jing Hengbo stopped with his palm, and laughed, "I don't want to wash your leftover water."
Gong Yin grabbed her palm, intertwined his five fingers, and said, "I can wash your leftover water."
Jing Hengbo chuckled, thinking that this guy's flirting words became more and more proficient. She pinched the back of his hand and said, "What happened outside just now?"
"Do you like it?" He whispered in her ear, the heat tickled her, she moved back, he gently bit her earlobe, she refused to let go. I had no choice but to pinch his waist bitterly. But his waist was slippery, with a jade-like texture, and she couldn't pinch it at all. She could only poke his waist in frustration, and her fingers were flicked away forcefully. The flexibility and strength of the young body made people tremble from the heart.
He tilted his head slightly, and was still waiting for an answer. Jing Hengbo could vaguely see his profile, his eyelashes were wet with water, shining with fine crystal light, like diamonds, with straight nose line and soft lip line, clear and beautiful outline.
She stroked and stroked his body with her fingers, along the way, outlined his outline along his side face, and said, "I don't like it."
He seemed a little surprised, turned his head and stared at her.
"I don't like all illusions, I don't like empty promises, I don't like to give fantasy but can't realize it, I don't like to see the most beautiful in the world and then I don't get it in the end." She said slowly, "I don't like the scene I am most looking forward to, it is not realized by real people, It's an ice sculpture. It will make me feel cold, distant, and ruthless, and it will melt away quietly before sunrise."
He was silent, fingers intertwined, she leaned on his shoulder, her voice seemed to be forced from her chest, muffled, "Gong Yin, tell me, everything so beautiful, you carefully designed it for me today, will surely be realized in the future .”
He stroked her smooth long hair lightly, tidying each one.
"I don't think like you," he said. "I just want to be as good as I can for you, and to do all the things you'll like, all the time I can."
He silently added a sentence because he was afraid of hesitation and procrastination, and maybe he would not have a chance next time.
Before the fake national teacher and Ming Cheng took action, he didn't even dare to express it like this, because he felt that there was no hope, why bother to involve her, really wanted her to miss him for the rest of her life, and spend the fleeting years in loneliness forever?
However, on that day, he used all his tricks and tricked Mingcheng into attacking him. The method Mingcheng used finally gave him a glimmer of hope.
He had studied the method of pulling out the needle many times before, but unfortunately the secret technique of Xueshan was too secretive, and no one had ever pulled out the needle before, so he had no clue. So when Ming Cheng was about to make a move, he was happy to see it happen. Sure enough, Ming Cheng had colluded with Xue Shan's people, and her move provided him with a crucial clue.
That day in the secret room, the person who was facing the fake national teacher Ming Cheng was naturally another fake national teacher. Just as the person who connected with Ming Cheng said, Ming Cheng and others can use Yi Guo's mask, why can't Gong Yin?
The mask was worn to his chest, which was his usual method.
Jing Ting has experienced countless assassinations over the years, how can anyone easily approach the center? For so long before, the fake national teacher came in and out at will, but Meng Hu arranged for someone to show him to relax his vigilance and make him underestimate Jing Ting. court only.
That night Menghu first gave the fake national teacher a chance to lure out Mingcheng, and then they faked death under their joint attack, and then Gong Yin faked his death again. , everything has already been arranged seamlessly. Even the mysterious man wanted to take away the corpse for inspection, but the corpse was burned.
How did the fake national teacher know that the moment he walked out of the Jingting Court, he fell into a trap. When he returned to the Jingting Court with the mask of a tiger, Yu Chun's bump on his shoulder was actually the process of confirming the authenticity.
Fake Gong Yin is a prisoner on death row in the prison, and he exchanged his doomed death for his family to be taken care of. The needle in his lower abdomen was planted in his body by Gong Yin through deliberation, using a technique similar to that of a snow mountain.
Although he had never seen the worm that Mingcheng used to pull out the needle, he could be sure that it was unique to Snow Mountain.
Or, it's time to go to the snow mountain...
Going to the snow mountain is uncertain, so he wants to give her as much happiness as possible.
Maybe women think differently, what they need more is practical life.
"Actually, I like it. You don't know how I felt when I saw that scene, like I suddenly walked into a fairy tale, or I was a fairy tale myself. But it's so beautiful and I like it so much, so I suddenly got scared," Jing Hengbo lay on his back The shoulder lightly said, "I am afraid that this scene will not come true because it is too beautiful, and I am afraid that dreams will turn into flowing water like this ice sculpture."
"I believe that where there is a heart, there is hope, and God can hear all visions." He said.
Maybe he really can't do the action of kneeling, but if she likes it, he is willing to let her see it.
She thought about it, smiled, and also felt that she had been too sentimental recently, the scene just now was so beautiful, and it took him so much effort to carve the ice sculpture like that, why bother to spoil his interest.
"A box that fell out of your box." He said slowly, "There is such a scene on it. I didn't see what was in the box. I just remembered the appearance of the box."
Jing Hengbo thought for a while before realizing that there seemed to be such a small gift in her box. It was sent to her by a netizen she had chatted with for a while on Valentine's Day. The box seemed to be a pink ring-shaped aromatherapy Candle. At that time, she was still laughing at the other party's dick, not to mention giving a rose ring on Valentine's Day, what's the point of giving a candle, blowing the lamp and pulling out the wax? I deserve to **** all my life.
In my impression, the box seemed to have such a pattern printed on it, but the box was very small. When she packed her things, she wanted to take everything out, and stuffed it randomly, and she didn't remember what was there. I remember stuffing it in a corner and never taking it out again.
"Looking at that appearance, I somehow thought of asking for marriage." Gong Yin said lightly, "Who gave you this gift?"
"Ah?" Jing Hengbo was still thinking about the box, and said casually, "A friend."
"Male?" The voice was calm.
"yes."
"That's not something we can have here." The voice was even calmer. "Where? Where did you stay? Your old...boyfriend?"
"You can't say the word boyfriend casually." She smiled and tapped his cheek, "Not all male friends you think can be called boyfriend."
"The person who gave you this, wasn't he?" He was very inquisitive.
"Yeah, you seem to be interrogating me." Jing Hengbo rolled his eyes and rubbed his hair, "Excuse me, my lord, in what capacity are you interrogating me?"
"With the identity of the future that you and I are looking forward to." Gong Yin's answer is very cunning.
"I don't understand." She pretended to be stupid, and kicked the tub with her feet, causing the water to splash and splash.
"Be quiet." He pressed her leg, but she moved too much at this time, leaning back. He hurriedly pressed her knee, but the skirt was too slippery, and his hand slipped down along the slender and smooth body. His calf, holding her delicate and delicate ankle, his fingers trembled slightly. Although he had touched her skin so many times before, every time he touched her skin, his heart still trembled. Body-like ecstasy.
But she giggled, her laughter was lively, but her voice was slightly rambling and hoarse, she leaned back under the bathtub, and gasped, "Oh, hey, this is a test of my waist strength, Gong Yin, you Don't pull me, see if I can get up by myself."
Gong Yin smiled, and flicked the soles of her feet lightly, Jing Hengbo was ticklish, and really flicked "Oops", at this moment Gong Yin greeted him, and the next moment her lips landed on his forehead.
His forehead was wet, reflecting the light like a bright moon. As soon as she stretched out her arms, she hugged him tightly, and sank down, just wrapping around his waist. This movement was a bit ambiguous, but when she stood at the bottom of the barrel, it She would not be able to reach his face, she just wanted to kiss him well, for so long, although they were together intermittently, but there were not many times when they could really embrace each other with their true colors.
She also agrees with his words, do it when she wants to, and enjoy the beauty of youth and love to the fullest. After that moment, let alone whether there is such a chance, you may not have the same wonderful mood in the first place.
Kiss his forehead first, the hot water can't warm the skin on his face, it is cold jade and cold moon, carrying the countless vastness of this world.
Kiss his eyelashes again, his eyelashes are not very long, but they are very thick and black, dense like a fan, her lips brushed lightly, and felt the trembling of the eyelashes, those eyes, which were deeply watched by her , and once watched her deeply, falling in love is sometimes such a simple matter, walking into each other's eyes in an instant, imprinting the figure on the iris, which will never be erased.
Kiss his nose again, high and straight, with towering snow-capped mountains on the horizon, the tip of his nose is cold, but his breath is hot, her lips are cruising along the pillar of the nose, and their breath blends together.
The last is his lips. He took the initiative so many times before, but now she breaks into his world, sweet and fragrant, exchanged and invited, his breath is always so cool, with a faint scent of snow lotus, she clumsily Tongue teasing, in exchange for his gentle and swift sweep.
She didn't know when her body was already close to each other, this time she didn't feel the coldness in her heart, his body was already soaked in heat, enveloping her warmly, her breathing became short of breath, and her hand slid weakly on his back. Sliding back and forth, it was as if a fire had been ignited inside her body. The fire passed from her lower abdomen to her fingertips. She couldn't help touching him, but she felt that all contact was only on the surface, and she wanted to reach the soul. .
It seems that Feifei is playing with lanterns outside, she is holding the palace lantern and swinging on the swing, the light and shadow are swaying, as if there is chasing light in the hall, flashing and flashing, suddenly Feifei babbles, as if she lost her hand, a palace lantern flies straight Come over and get stuck on the roof beams.
Then they saw each other.
One bucket of deep water, two wet men.
Jing Hengbo saw clearly at a glance that Gong Yin was indeed wearing a white thin silk shirt, once wet, it was even more arrogant than the one she saw when she went to the dormitory at night. Completely transparent, stretched tightly on the body, the neckline was opened during the entanglement between the two, and the masculine sexiness was revealed. A line of collarbone was straight, shining with water, like two exquisite jade handles. Ruyi, you can vaguely see the delicate muscles under the clothes, the tight waistline, and two hazel cherry...
Jing Hengbo suddenly felt his nose was hot, and he quickly covered his nose before the nosebleed was about to come out.
Opposite her, Gong Yin suddenly raised his hand and pressed his nose.
He felt as though he was going to have a nosebleed.
I know that Jing Hengbo will be very tempting wearing this, but I can't imagine her true style. The fiery red silk nightdress looks more seductive rose red under the light, echoing the color of her lips, As a result, the skin looks more white and greasy, like the purest goat's milk. The neckline of the nightdress is so low that you can see the turbulence somewhere without getting wet. A line of sky is squeezed deeply, as if it is about to crush people The smooth satin makes the slender waist look like flowing water, and the skirt under the waist is wet, showing a deeper red color, with a kind of deep glamour, like dark red wine in a crystal glass at midnight, without any explanation , born to represent temptation. The hem of the skirt floats on the water, a flower blooming delicately, and she herself is also a flower, or a crystal cup filled with fine wine, because of the budding breath and the dense heat, a layer of crystal clear water seeps into it. Pearl.
While covering her nose, Gong Yin thought that Yu Chun was really not stupid.
She really looked beautiful in this dress.
Jing Hengbo gasped slightly, and put his arms around his waist subconsciously, only feeling that his curvature fit his arm circumference the most, and he just hugged him.
As soon as she hugged him, she didn't want to get off, and rubbed against him. She really loved his body, which was flexible and elastic, thin and blunt, and his skin was like ice and snow, shining with a slight gleam. The closer he got, the more She could feel a faint fragrance. She sniffed his skin like a puppy, but the skin itself seemed to have no smell. The faint fragrance seemed to be generated in the body.
This clean and cool man, who has practiced Prajna Snow for many years, seems to have the fragrance of Prajna lotus in his body.
She only cared about sniffing, but she didn't know that her warm breath and indistinct lips were a challenge to Gong Yin. He also gasped slightly, and suddenly hugged Jing Hengbo tightly. Jing Hengbo's heart skipped a beat. Jumping, suddenly felt some changes that belonged to him, and couldn't help beating her heart, she felt...she hadn't figured it out yet...
Her mind was in a mess, she felt her heartbeat was getting louder and louder, shaking her eardrums, she was a little strange, and then realized that this heartbeat was not her own at all, it was Gong Yin's heartbeat, it was pounding loudly.
At this time, the water temperature dropped sharply, and the originally very hot water dropped rapidly at a speed that the body could feel.
Jing Hengbo felt that the heartbeat and the temperature of the water were a bit abnormal, thinking that the bath water was extremely hot today, why would he take such a hot bath at this time?
She suddenly raised her head, but Gong Yin turned away at this moment and said: "The water is cold, don't catch cold. Put on your clothes first."
Speaking of clothes, Jing Hengbo suddenly remembered the dragon underwear that had been thrown away earlier, and hurriedly said: "I've finished the clothes for you!"
"Where is it?" Gong Yin's eyes flashed, seeming to be pleasantly surprised, and then he remembered that she just came in with just these two clothes, but she didn't see any delicate robes, could it be...
He raised his eyebrows suddenly, "You won't tell me that the lump just now was the clothes you made for me?"
"Yes." Jing Hengbo said confidently, "I promised you to make the underwear, it's done!"
"I clearly remember that what you promised me was clothes." Gong Yin raised his eyebrows.
"It's obviously underwear!" Jing Hengbo stood firm.
Gong Yin stared at her silently for a long while, then nodded, "Okay, underwear. I should have thought of it earlier. With your intelligence, it's not bad to be able to sew something that someone can wear. I really shouldn't demand too much from you."
"Who said that! It took me half a month to make these underwear, and I even embroidered dragons!" Jing Hengbo was very unconvinced, and stretched out his hand, and the ball of underwear that Gong Yin had thrown into the corner of the hall was in his hand.
Gong Yin raised one eyebrow and tilted his head slightly, seemingly not paying attention, but actually looking forward to Jing Hengbo's dragon underwear slowly unfolding.
Then his eyebrows raised higher and higher, and they seemed to fly over his forehead and into the sky.
"It looks good." Jing Hengbo showed the dragon underwear back and forth, and said triumphantly, "I chose the bright red silk brocade with the most correct color, consulted many top tailors, and made a unique design..."
"Excuse me, what's the design?" Gong Yin's eyebrows hadn't come back in time, and he was frowning carefully studying the **** that were not even cut at the corners, trying to find "uniqueness" from them.
"Asymmetrical design!" Jing Hengbo pointed to the four asymmetrical corners, "I got rid of the monotonous and rigid design of boxer briefs, and chose lively and individual asymmetrical tailoring, which can effectively cover up the defects of thick legs..."
"I don't think my legs are too thick." Someone interjected sullenly.
"It's not better. Well, this asymmetrical tailoring has another advantage, that is, it can create an optical illusion and make the buttocks that are not upright, fuller and more sexy..."
"Are you implying that I'm not in good shape?" The voice of the great **** became even more gloomy, and the water temperature was a bit freezing.
"That's not it, oh, don't interrupt, and this embroidery, this is the finishing touch." Jing Hengbo pointed to him, "Look, does it look like it?"
"Like what?" Someone stared at the deadly black lump at the deadly position. Jing Hengbo felt as if he heard the sound of teeth grinding.
"What do you think it looks like?" She took a look. Although she knew it was a dragon, she was really not sure whether Gong Yin could tell that it was a dragon.
"It looks like a sea cucumber from a distance, but it looks like an earthworm up close." Gong Yin couldn't bear it anymore and said, "Jing Hengbo, what are you implying?"
"This is obviously a dragon!" Jing Hengbo yelled hurtingly, turning over his underwear, "Look, there is a dragon's tail at the back! I specially made a playful design, let the dragon swing the tail back to the position of the buttocks, It looks very chic, doesn't it…”
The expression on Gong Yin's face was quite unique, anyway, Jing Hengbo had never seen it before, so he couldn't find an adjective to describe it.
As for this, she resented, although her handwork is not very good, but this is her first work after all, and she also spent a lot of effort on the design, and it is not good enough now, which means that she still has a lot of room for improvement. I also said that it is very good to embroider like this for the first time. Didn't Er Gouzi also recite poems specially for this underwear.
Picky guy!
Gong Yin looked at the huge sea cucumber, dragon tail, chrysanthemum, thick buttocks and thin legs multifunctional underwear, and then looked at the expression on Jing Hengbo's face. He seemed to grit his teeth, and finally took the underwear over, saying: "Let me take a closer look, In fact, it’s the first time you’ve done this…”
With a sudden pause in his hands, he opened the underpants and embroidered that part, which was full of threads.
He stared at Jing Hengbo, and Jing Hengbo smiled a little bit ashamedly, "People don't know how to take up the thread ends, so they hide them inside, um, you can't see them from the outside..."
It can't be seen from the outside, but does it have to be entangled and rubbed all the time inside!
Gong Yin's mood is already a bit sad and angry - doesn't she know that this kind of love will affect her own life's happiness!
The underwear was in his hands, and it was being rubbed slowly uncontrollably. He suddenly raised his eyes, saw the frustrated expression on Jing Hengbo's face, let go of his hand, and sighed: "Remember to remove the thread next time... huh? What is this?" ?”
He slowly pulled out his fingers and pulled out a particularly messy end of thread. The end of the end of the thread was shining brightly. Looking carefully, there was a needle hanging.
Jing Hengbo: "..."
Why didn't I notice it when I was holding the underwear earlier?
"I think," Gong Yin grabbed the sea cucumber underwear, grabbed the end of the thread, the end of the thread dangling with a needle, and said slowly, "When you made this obscene garment, you must have thought of killing your husband."
"As for..." Jing Hengbo muttered, reaching out to grab Long's underwear, "Give it to me, I'll go to rework."
As soon as Gong Yin stepped aside, he straightened out the thread ends, pulled out the needle, put it in one side of the clothes, and said, "Rework for you, one more needle? I'll take it. Remember that you still owe Shenyi and the length of the robe?" A whole set of pants is fine."
"Don't worry!" Jing Hengbo said more and more courageously, "I will definitely give you the most perfect version next time! But, that..." She salivated and said, "Do you want to try the size of this one first? If yes, I will You can also do this."
"Didn't you get a full set of sizes from the man in brocade clothes before?" Gong Yin didn't fall for her tricks, and said lightly, "Just do it that way, I'll wait for you."
"Stingy ghost!" Jing Hengbo cursed secretly, after all, he couldn't resist the colder bath water, and stared at Gong Yin's chest with nostalgia, before crawling out slowly.
Gong Yin suddenly said behind her: "You gave me the obscene clothes made by myself, and I will give you back."
Jing Hengbo turned his head and was about to ask: "What?" Suddenly Gong Yin jumped out of the tub and raised his hand to push it away.
With a "crash", the tub overturned, and the bath water poured out. With a flick of his finger, the bath water that had lost its heat suddenly froze as it flowed across the ground.
A stream of ice, like a snow-white brocade carpet, spread out, crossed the hall, and flowed down the stairs.
Jing Hengbo fell out of the tub and landed on the ice stream, just shivering from the cold, when Gong Yin raised his fingers, the cloak flew up and wrapped around her body.
Animal fur is full of grease, and as soon as the cloak touched the ice, Jing Hengbo immediately slid out along the ice flow and slid down the stairs.
There was no ice path under the steps, and the water in the tub was limited. Jing Hengbo was feeling baffled. Gong Yin had already wrapped himself in a snow-white sable fur at some point, and he rushed out. The golden vats on both sides that were used to grow water lotus in summer were overturned, and the water suddenly gushed all over the ground.
At the moment when the water flowed wildly, Gong Yin waved his sleeves, and the water sprayed all over the sky to condense into a misty snow mist. In the snow mist, two streams of water rolled up and converged under the steps, and then were blown away by the strong wind under Gong Yin's sleeves for half a day.
Jing Hengbo looked up, and saw two streams of water connecting the ice stream at the bottom of the steps, which also turned into ice in an instant, while the water stream rushing up into the air solidified, froze, inch by inch, and turned into an ice ladder flying straight into the clouds. The water flow at the top of the ladder blooms into the shape of a flower, and it is also condensed and shaped at that moment. Under the stars and moonlight, the ice sculpture presents a faint blue color, which is as clear as a fairy ladder, and it can be used to reach the moon.
Before she had time to marvel, Gong Yin suddenly pushed her away from behind.
Jing Hengbo immediately slid out along the ice ladder formed by the converging water flow of the golden vat. With Gong Yin's thrust, she slid all the way up. She felt the slight creaking sound of the suspended ice passage below her, knowing that the ice could not bear it. She was regretting her own weight, but she heard Gong Yin say behind her: "Inhale and turn Yuan, my heart is bright!"
She did so subconsciously, the air in her body surged, and the true energy deep in her dantian diffused like a faint moonlight, flowing through her whole body, and her skin also shone like a bright moon at the same time.
Driven by the mind, her body was light and the sound of ice cracking disappeared, and she smoothly slid all the way to the top.
The sound of the wind washes away, and you go straight up along the ice, with the blue sky above your head. It feels like you are flying upside down into the sky. The next moment you kick your feet, you can kick the sun, the moon and the stars. People are refreshed, as if they want to open their hearts and be included in this universe.
She couldn't help giggling, stretched her arms towards Qingtian, and gave the most enthusiastic hug.
He sent me to the blue sky, and I embraced the lingering will of heaven, waiting at the end of the blue sky, wishing to love each other for thousands of years.
At this time, if you look down at the sky, you can see the icicles are like huge crystal flowers, circling towards the sky, and a person is emitting a faint light, flying up like a fairy, and it seems that you can pick up stars with your hands.
At this moment, there were also people walking in the palace, and someone raised their head inadvertently.