Chapter Seventy-Nine: Lydia's Extra-Bold Offensive
The afterglow of the setting sun struggled in vain, but it could not prevent the exhausted sunset from sinking into the horizon, and the surface of the sea seemed to be covered with a layer of glittering gold dust, swaying with the wind and waves swaying the sparkling waves of the water. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
The Blackbeard was moored at the foot of the Kosciusco Mountains, and Yare sat in a special seat in the captain's room, looking up at the highest peaks towering in the distance.
Around the bottom of the mountain range, countless tall trees in the cold forest are like a thick layer of green, stretching shoulder to shoulder towards the top. Halfway up the mountain, there are signs of weakness, and the greenery gradually fades, and when there is still a third of the way to the peak, the last trace of green is finally shed.
From time to time, a few unknown seabirds flew over the calm waters, circling and chirping, skimming the sea, with fresh sea fish between their beaks, flapping their wings and sinking into the dark green forest.
The black-haired knight raised his head and stared at the peaks of Kosciusco in the distance, reflecting the fading sunlight in his eyes, and his face still had a contemplative expression.
As night fell, a silvery crescent moon hung high in the sky, indifferently gazing at the land that was about to become a battlefield.
“......”
Are's eyes were fixed on the black, oppressive clouds, and his mind was thinking about his next steps, from becoming the commander-in-chief of the Combined Fleet, to defeating the captive ghost fleet, to taking control of the Uncharted Sea, and the steps passed through his mind like a silent movie.
"Hey...... Hey, hey, hey!"
The black-haired knight thought of the wonder, and couldn't help but stretch his brow and let out a series of deliberately suppressed laughs.
This smug laugh undoubtedly declared Yalei's mood at the moment, the plan had reached this point, the identity of the commander of the combined fleet was already within reach, and nothing could stop him.
The laughter came to an abrupt end at the highest pitch when the door to the captain's quarters was gently pushed open.
Holding a cup of steaming strong tea, Lydia lowered her head and blew into the porcelain cup, and walked into the room with a stern expression.
At this moment, the female knight was wearing a long light purple gown—Lydia looked very well in this corseted purple hook and silver trim gown, with a wide and fluffy skirt dragging under her slender and slender figure, and only the bottom skirt showed a circle of pink lace-trimmed petticoats.
When she came cautiously with a teacup in her hand, the knight's gladiolus-like temperament and the girl's delicate temperament were blended together - forming a strange picture with a unique sense of conflict.
Lydia also has her own unique style of walking, she is tall and well-proportioned, with slender legs, and a larger stride than the average woman.
There is a subtle difference between men and women walking, men rarely twist their waists, walk straight, and have a greater stride than women. Women will always unconsciously twist their waists slightly when walking, so from behind, the buttocks will twist rhythmically, and the shoulders will also rotate slightly, which is very beautiful.
The so-called Luo socks are dusty, and Ling Bo micro-steps are probably the most beautiful side of women's steps.
If women follow the example of men and walk with a big grin, they will lose their sense of beauty, look vulgar, and even stupid. The taller the woman, the more difficult it is to master her gait, so she often looks clumsy.
There are very few women like Lydia, who is obviously a big and tall person, walking in big strides, the gait is still elegant and chic, and the twisted place is still very charming.
However, the female knight didn't seem to have much confidence in her dress, her movements were very restrained, she lowered her bangs against her head, obviously walking all the way towards the black-haired knight, but she didn't dare to look into his eyes.
"That...... Tea ......"
Lydia leaned her head against her head, raised the flared sleeves of her white lace shirt, and handed the teacup in her hand to Are.
"Oh...... Thank you. ”
The black-haired knight noticed that the other party didn't seem to hear his laughter, and his heart suddenly relaxed a lot, and when he reached out to take the porcelain cup. "Accidentally" noticed the other party's plump and full **** lines, showing a beautiful curve under the tight tunic top, and his eyes suddenly froze.
Yalei raised his neck and poured a sip of strong tea, noticing the beautiful eyes hidden under the fluffy bangs of the female knight, with both dodging and expectation, and couldn't help but praise:
"Your outfit for today, very beautiful. ”
"Y-W!?"
Lydia's voice suddenly rose several degrees, and her neck was slightly raised—at least the blue eyes could be seen.
"Yes, it's beautiful and perfect for you. The black-haired knight said sincerely.
"It's, it's all Sister Nicole who asked me to wear it...... I'm just giving it a try...... She didn't seem to tease me this time......"
The female knight did not seem accustomed to being complimented, nervously incoherent, raised her head, looked at him pitifully with her eyes, and kept gesturing to strengthen her tone.
The moment she raised her head, Yalei noticed that she had also deliberately put on a blonde hair with a beautiful hair ornament, which looked very dignified and elegant.
"Don't be so nervous, Lydia, come with me. ”
The black-haired knight reached out and grabbed Lydia's wrist, put down the porcelain cup, and trotted all the way to the side of the ship, pointing to the reflection of the female knight in the water like an elf, and said with a smile:
"Look at yourself, even if you are a naturally beautiful kraken, you are not as beautiful as you are now. ”
He's complimenting me...... He's complimenting me...... He's complimenting me......
Knowing that it was just a simple compliment, Lydia still felt a thumping heartbeat, recognized the shame of burying her head, blushed and looked at him boldly:
"You—Do you think I'm good-looking...... too?"
"...... right"
Yalei felt that the atmosphere was a little wrong, and he just praised the woman for being beautiful, and there was no reason for the favorability to increase so quickly.
"I'm not afraid of Miss Charlene!"
The female knight mustered up the courage of her whole body, stared at him with bold and hot eyes, her obviously nervous body trembled, still gritted a mouthful of silver teeth, and insisted on stammering:
"I—I'll seduce, seduce, seduce you until you like me!"
“......”
The black-haired knight looked at each other dumbfounded, his body and mind messed up in the night wind.
"You—Look!"
Lydia trembled and reached out to pick up the corner of the skirt, turned around in place, the dress bloomed like a petal, and then squeezed out a smile too shyly, and threw a little wink at him sweetly.
Under the moonlight, obviously shy to the point of being self-conscious, the female knight still insisted on doing a set of charming actions that were extremely inconsistent with her identity, and saw Yalei's eyes straight.
"I—I can't do it anymore!"
Lydia covered her pretty face as red as a tomato with both hands, screamed, turned and ran to the cabin like lightning, and when she reached the entrance, she accidentally stepped on the corner of her skirt and fell, and then quickly got up and got into the hatch.
can make an origin knight nervous to the point of losing his balance, and you can see how panicked the female knight was at that time.
。 (To be continued.) )