Chapter 50: The Six Gods Have No Owner to Call Your Majesty

The air is getting warmer and hotter.

Chu Zhiyu saw that there was a figure with his back to her in the dense water vapor, half hidden in the spring water.

A head of black hair was scattered behind his back, blocking his back, but inadvertently revealing his thin broad shoulders.

"Your Majesty~"

She called softly.

I saw King Qin raise his hand and beckon.

Chu Zhiyu slowly approached, the shawl on her arm fell to the ground, stained with water, and she bent down and knelt on the edge of the hot spring.

Snuggled up to the man's back from behind, and gently stroked King Qin's heart with one hand.

The curly eyelashes drooped low, covering the obscurity in Chu Zhiyu's eyes.

As long as she turns her hands into claws, she can easily penetrate the back of this majesty's heart and take his life-

"Uhhh

The sound of falling water sounded.

Chu Zhiyu, who was stung by the dragon's qi because of her delusions, was caught off guard and was pulled into the water by the tyrant.

"Ahemβ€”"

Chu Zhiyu came out of the water, and her fox nature made her subconsciously shake her water-soaked hair.

The hosta slid to the bottom of the water and no one cared, and the wet black hair swept through the enchanting arc in mid-air, and the water droplets splashed.

Drops of sparkling water slipped down her eyelashes and gently rested on her delicate flower-like lips.

And the King of Qin admired it lazily, without the slightest weakness as the initiator.

He faced Chu Zhiyu's coquettish eyes, but hooked the corners of his lips, "Concubine Ai really surprised me." ”

Chu Zhiyu suppressed the shame of being played, and used her own beauty to get close to King Qin.

"The concubine has more surprises for His Majesty to explore one by one."

"Oh?"

Xu is hot spring is too hot, and even King Qin's cold and deep voice sounds a little sultry.

Chu Zhiyu stood up under the moonlight, and her delicate body was delicately engulfed by the soaked gauze.

Her hair was scattered, the clouds were completely dispersed, and the cold moonlight fell unreservedly on the tips of her brows, on every part of her body.

The eyebrows are like Yuandai, and the lips are not pointed.

The full lips glowed seductively red and watery, and the lips curled.

The fingertips dyed with Kodan lightly rested on the placket, "The concubine has a palace maid who is good at red, and the belly pocket she sewed for the concubine herself is very beautiful." ”

"Your Majesty wants to know, what kind of embroidery is inside?"

King Qin tugged at the shawl floating on the water and snorted.

Chu Zhiyu's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and she gently wiped the drops of water from her cheeks with one hand.

The flamboyant Kodan sets off her astonishingly fair skin, which can be broken by blowing.

It reminds people of shelled eggs, which are already late at night, and are most likely to arouse people's appetite.

Want to take a bite.

The ambiguous atmosphere spread with the steaming of hot water vapor, and the moon in the sky also pulled the clouds and quietly hid it, only poking out its head.

Just when Chu Zhiyu's hand moved slightly and his clothes were loose, he saw that the tyrant who was originally leaning on the shore suddenly fell down.

Fall into the water without warning!

There aren't even a bubble on the water!

I guess I'm drowning.

According to the tyrant's tattered body, it was easy to get dizzy if he soaked for too long, and Chu Zhiyu caused his blood to surge......

The smile on the corner of Chu Zhiyu's lips expanded, where was there still a coquettish appearance.

Her gaze was fixed on the place where the tyrant had fallen into the water, her expression was peaceful, but her exit was an anxious call.

"Your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty, don't scare your concubines!"

"Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?!"

The crying voice was neither light nor heavy, and it could not be transmitted outside.

'Dead? ’

Chu Zhiyu was anxious and worried, like a little rabbit with no owner, but she stood in the hot spring steadily, without moving her feet.

Boiling the tyrant to death so easily was unexpected by Chu Zhiyu.