Although no one was around at the moment, Jing Hengbo was still very cautious when he entered the water, wearing all the clothes inside so that he would not lose his clothes.
The river at night in March was still very cold, she shivered shiveringly, but after getting into the water, the itching on her body subsided a lot, she rolled up her sleeves, and under the moonlight, her arm was as bright as jade lotus root.
Drops of water scatter from the fingertips, big and small beads fall on the jade plate. Ripples are born leisurely, reflecting the bright moonlight.
Reflecting Gong Yin's slender figure.
Even if Jing Hengbo relieved his hand, he would still calculate the time, the two of them had encountered too many storms, as long as she was around, his heartstrings would always be tense. When Jing Hengbo started scratching earlier, he had already come over to check, and was about to say hello, when he suddenly saw Jing Hengbo take off his clothes, the so-called God would take the blame if he didn't take it back, it would be stupid to interrupt the welfare, so he just stood on the **** Next, take time to wait.
It's a pity that Jing Hengbo didn't take off his clothes, and went into the water wearing a rose-red silk satin obscene dress inside. This dress was prepared by her for the mandarin duck bath tonight. The design is improved, and it is a real seductive and close-fitting ecstasy model.
So that regret can't be called regret, the moonlight is dim, reflecting the woman's graceful figure. The rose red color, under the light at night, shows a low and gentle beauty, the silk satin tightly stretches the curve, when it is thin and thin, when it is restrained, the woman's narrow shoulders, thin waist and long legs are all in the air. In the outline of the moonlight.
He stared at her with one eye, and had to take care of the surroundings with the other eye, unwilling to let such a beautiful silhouette into the eyes of others.
The terrain here is not good. There are forests in front of the river, mountains behind, and bushes, and the mountain wind pours in from a gap in front, blowing the trees swaying.
He really intended to take a bath with her tonight, not for the sake of the mandarin duck bath, but because he was afraid that Long Yin's elixir would have bad ingredients, so he looked for an opportunity to adjust her physique. He had already found a nearby pool with safe terrain, but he didn't expect that Jing Hengbo would casually enter the water here at this moment.
Not far away, the bonfire gradually extinguished, and people dispersed to sleep. Yongxue will follow his instructions to pester Pei Shu. As for Yeluqi, he has a sense of propriety and will not go out of his way to make fun of himself at this time.
After washing for a while, Jing Hengbo still felt a little cold, so he just dived and started swimming in the river.
She used to be a frequent visitor to the swimming pool of the research institute, and her swimming skills are superb. For a person like her who loves beauty to the extreme, she naturally does not learn breaststroke and dog paddle, but butterfly stroke, which has a relatively beautiful name and shape. Those slender arms The water splashes swirl in the air, just like a spirit butterfly quietly spreading its wings in the crystal light of night.
Gong Yinben was a little worried that she would suddenly have cramps in swimming, and she stopped suddenly without moving her feet—he had never seen such a swimming posture. The woman flying like a butterfly in the water, or the spirit of the water, flows through the low wind and hanging clouds, and shines at the end of the waves.
Suddenly she heaved up and down, and buried her body under the water. He waited for her to rise up like a butterfly in the water again, but there was no sound for a long time.
The ripples on the water spread out in circles, and then closed in circles, gradually calming down. His eyes searched the water, but he still didn't see her popping her head out.
Gong Yin didn't care at first, but just now she could see that her swimming skills are superb, but after waiting for a while, she was finally worried, walked quickly to the shore, and was about to lean over to have a look, when suddenly there was a "crash", and her hands came from out of the water.
"Come down!"
Bobo's hand grabbed his ankle, and for a moment the cold air on his fingertips condensed slightly, and then the corners of his lips curled up, the cold air subsided.
"Plop."
He was literally dragged into the water.
Jing Hengbo emerged from his side like a mermaid, brushed his long wet hair, and his giggling laughter filled the river.
"I knew you were peeping! Still want to pretend to be a gentleman? Come down and wash with me, and wipe your back as agreed!"
"I knew you knew I was watching." Gong Yin straightened her wet black hair sticking to her forehead, "I'll just wait for you to pull it."
"Stubborn!" Jing Hengbo sneered, and lazily said, "I still wear so many clothes in the shower!" Stretching out his hand, Gong Yin's belt was scattered in the water like a fish, and disappeared in an instant.
In the next instant, Hengbo arched into his arms, and in an instant, the white robe also dispersed like a cloud of white clouds, swinging leisurely on the water.
A low whisper sounded.
"This is not possible."
Ge Ge Ge's crisp laughter also turned into a chuckle, as hazy and sticky as the night.
"It's not okay to take a shower with clothes on."
"I take off!"
"Forget it. You might as well take it off as me."
The rose-red soft clouds swung up, reflecting the color of the water bright red. In the red cloud, the vaguely snow-white limbs swayed like water plants.
The softest and most beautiful posture in the world, there is no need to pretend to be tempting, just because there is love for each other.
"Look, the rash is ugly, isn't it?"
The black hair is like satin, spreading out on the water surface, opening like a lotus, revealing the soft shoulders like jade carvings on both sides, the arc from the neck to the shoulder is beautiful, and it is also a moon arc that cannot be increased or decreased.
There are faint red dots on the shoulders, which look like butterflies resting.
A handful of cool river water was gently poured on her back, and when Gong Yin's cool fingertips fell on Jing Hengbo's shoulder, she couldn't help trembling slightly and let out a low chuckle.
Suddenly I remembered how unreachable he was when we first met, she drew a knife from his chest with resentment when thinking about the palace change, and now he wiped her back behind him, everything in the world can never be seen. The road is a scenery that is difficult to copy.
His nails were as cold as ice crystals, scratching the red spots on the snow-white skin. Her skin was whiter and purer than before. It was the snow in the mountains that no one walked on, the clouds in the sky that no one picked, without blemishes and impurities. Therefore, the red dot does not seem to be a sight to behold, on the contrary, it is like a light rouge and a light peach blossom, so beautiful and clear.
The allergic symptoms were not serious. While scrubbing her, he gently stroked her back to regulate her meridians.
The skin is so delicate and clean, not greasy, that when you put your hands on it, there is a slight creaking sound, the neck is straight, the shoulder bones are symmetrical like a butterfly, there is a white and delicate shallow groove in the middle, and the waist is at the horizontal level, a touch of stunning and rippling arc.
She was still wearing her corset, a homemade corset, the deep rose red lace was very conspicuous between the black hair and snowy muscles, and there was a bow on the side, which could be untied with a light hook of a finger, from where his fingertips Gently caress and smooth the knot.
She still laughed, laughing at this guy who has never said anything and wanted to be a gentleman. He wanted to get in touch with her further and prove his most important position, but he didn't want to get in touch with her in the deepest part, so he really wanted her.
She was a little annoyed in her laughter, she turned around suddenly, and pushed him down. There was a splash of water, and he was caught off guard and didn't stop. Fortunately, the water was not deep, and he could barely stand to the bottom. , when he finally stood up, the silk and satin underwear on his upper body was gone.
Gong Yin seemed a little unaccustomed to sinking. Jing Hengbo put his hands on his shoulders and looked at him with a half-smile. The body of the Great God has always been very good-looking, thin and blunt, with tight lines, especially the collarbone. Delicate, with a straight line and slightly sunken, she always wanted to put a pearl there, wanted to see the pearl rolling on his skin, wanted to see the reflection of the pearl and the radiance of his skin, wanted to see his light red The tightly pursed lips were illuminated by pearl light, the color of the most seductive man in the world.
But at this moment, the drops of water sliding between such delicate collarbones are enough for her throat to tighten, and she can't help but swallow her saliva. Before she can't help stretching out Lushan's claws and ruining her reputation, she hurriedly smiled and said: "Reciprocate, and I'll wipe your back too!"
She turned behind him and picked up his long wet hair first. He stood quietly in the water, looking like a statue made of snow under the moonlight. Practicing Prajna Snow also made his skin clear and flawless. She felt that her youthful body seemed to be on fire because of this cold water. I want to get close to him, I want to touch him, I want to bury him deeply in his arms, and tell myself that he is there with the deepest skin contact.
But after all, she couldn't, she was a little frustrated, this place was not chosen correctly.
She remembered that he had washed her hair under the tree in the spring breeze that year, and remembered that she had promised to wash his hair, so she grabbed his long hair and washed it slowly in the water. When her fingers ran through his hair, she was startled suddenly.
This feel... a little bit wrong.
He has black hair with a lustrous luster and a satin-like texture. This kind of hair must be extremely comfortable to hold in her hands, but at this moment, she felt a slight astringency between her fingers, as if there was something in the hair, and the hair quality seemed to be too hard, but she couldn't find it when she searched. What.
Just as she was about to ask, she suddenly felt her feet move.
It felt very strange, like an earthquake, and it seemed that some huge fish was turning over under her feet. The water wave shook suddenly, her body tilted, and Gong Yin's hair spread from her fingers.
All of a sudden, she suddenly felt that there seemed to be countless sharp arrows of cold wind swishing past under the water. Something diverged and pierced upwards, touching the soles of the feet sharply.
These feelings only happened for a moment, and she couldn't even catch her thoughts. Her intuition made her dodge immediately. Then she heard Gong Yin's cold scolding, and the next moment there was a "crash" sound of water, her body was pulled out, and she had turned over. up to the sky.
At the moment when she turned to the sky, she saw the waves on the water surface, the whole river boiled like a boiling pot, countless water bubbles and almost transparent shadows suddenly floated up from the originally empty river bottom.
She saw that all the shrubs on both sides of the bank were swaying, and the wind suddenly blew violently, and the chaotic black shadows separated from the outline of the mountain.
Seeing the woods on the bank of the river, the row of carriages had toppled over and was being burned by flames. There were black figures in the red demon fire, and the sound of screaming and shouting and the clashing of gold and iron came densely.
Seeing someone rushing towards her in mid-air, he opened his mouth as if shouting something, and then there was a "swoosh" sound like a dark cloud passing by, and the person suddenly fell to the ground.
Seeing that the **** just now was suddenly no longer a slope, it overturned with a bang, and a large piece of soil with strong oily and stenchy smell rolled towards the river.