MTL - The World of the Pirate Consort-Chapter 94

He rolled over and covered him.

I remembered last night's uncle, and the jade face suddenly turned red, like a begonia blooming everywhere, and it was very beautiful.

Her coy looks in his eyes, causing him a series of low emotional laughter, with a hint of ridicule in laziness. The light of his eyes glanced over her face tenderly and softly, and his gentleness made the cold mask sparkle with a luster.

The hazy daylight oozes from the window, and there is a slackness in the hair, don't have a lazy and charming style.

Su Mingchun's eyes suddenly deepened, and he suddenly leaned down. He was like a butterfly who did not know how to seduce. In the morning light of Weimeng, he invited her to dance again.

Until the sun was shining, he let go of her unsatisfactorily. At this time, the whole body was covered with blue marks after passion, Ming Chunshui looked in his eyes, and his heart hurt.

"Tired, tired, does it hurt?" He leaned over her ear and asked softly.

He gazed at the blue marks on his body in a daze. God, was she and him too indulgent.

Qi Mingchun Shui had stood up, put on her robe, wrapped her in a blanket, and hugged her.

"What?" She looked up puzzledly. She wasn't dressed yet. Where did he take her?

Tong Mingchun Shui smiled and didn't answer, hugged her, walked down the steps, stepped through the sea of ​​flowers outside, leapt forward, and took less than a cup of tea to reach the hot spring bathing that day.

In the daylight, the faint water vapor in the hot spring was illuminated by the sun. The water vapor was like white mist floating above the hot spring and looked like a fairyland. The gurgling sound of water was like exquisite rhyme.

Tong Mingchun water hugged and walked slowly into the hot spring. The clear water appeared gentle ripples, surrounding them both. The mist was erratic, clear and comfortable. Mingchun water drank the spring water, wiping the delicate white skin carefully, the blue marks on her skin gradually faded under the infiltration of the spring water, and the discomfort on her body was slightly reduced.

The daylight was light, reflecting the deep dark eyes of Ming Chunshui, and the deep sorrow shining in the waves' bright eyes. He saw that the blue marks on Selder's skin had not completely subsided. He got up and put on his robe, and hugged Selder to the bamboo house beside the hot spring. The bamboo house is not large. There are two rooms, and the furnishings are all made of bamboo. There was a wardrobe and a couch in the outer room. Ming Chunshui put Seser on the couch, and he got up and went to the back room to find something.

Wandering around the blanket, she walked to the bamboo closet and opened the cabinet door. She saw Luo Chang, her daughter's house full of smoke, cyan, light cyan, and pink cyan, each of which was her favorite color. Last night Mingchun Shui said she had her clothes here. I thought I was just talking about it, but I didn't want to have it ready today.

Selder's hands stroked from one piece of Luo Chang, and took out a pink cyan Luo Chang and put it on her body. The size of the shirt fits well, and just after wearing it, Ming Chunshui came to the back room with a porcelain bottle.

"Come here, I'll give you a dressing." Ming Chunshui grinned.

哪里 Where does she need a dressing? Seeing the wicked smile on his lips, he realized that he was going to apply medicine for the bruise on her body, and looking at his posture seemed to be giving her medicine himself. At that moment, Jade's face was reddish, and most of those bruises were in privacy.

He hurriedly said, "I'll do it myself." He reached for the porcelain bottle in his hand, stunned, and when he leaned, he took his wrist and brought it into his arms.

He picked her up, sat on the couch, and said, "Observe! This is what the husband should do." He was right and strong, but his voice was soft and deceptive.

After earning two times, he couldn't help but had to let him.

掀 He lifted up her dress, fingered the ointment, and frowned for her. His movements were gentle and detailed, carefully rubbing the ointment on the bruises on her body with his fingers. From the neck, chest, arms, lower abdomen, and even the legs, wipe them one by one. The cool liquid ran down his fingers, running past the scar, and relieved the pain.

The soft sunlight shines on him through the window, like a layer of veil.

The surroundings are very quiet, the sun is full, and those who are caged in the light and shadow, there is no **** in the black eyes, only deep pity. Looking at his elegant silhouette, he was very wide when he hit the white robe, there was no wind in the room, and it was very elegant.

"You have a good rest today, I will take you to worship the God of Montenegro in two days." He raised his eyes and smiled.

He frowned and said, "Why go to worship the **** of Montenegro? Something?"

Ming Chunshui smiled slightly: "This is the custom of our Umo tribe. At the bonfire banquet, I chose my favorite person to worship the Montenegro god. In this way, he will be blessed and sheltered by the Montenegro god. . "

后面 Behind "Zhuyuelou", there is a large sea of ​​flowers, red, white and white flowers, one after another blooming, layer upon layer. The breeze touched, the flowers and shadows swayed, like a sea wave.

The wind is gentle, the sun is bright, the flowers are beautiful, and the people are more beautiful.

He whispered in a pale blue pigmented shirt skirt, standing in the sea of ​​flowers. She is elegant like autumn daisies, ice muscle jade bones, and lumbar limbs. Mo Fa pulled out a chilled bun, while the rest of the hair still dripped to the waist, fluttering gently with the wind. The white jade face was shrouded in daylight, and it was reddish and translucent, lined with her delicate figure, like a pearl hiding the light.

The scent of flowers floating in the air, and the petals falling on the clothespins are all beautiful and charming.

There was a pleasant sound of flutes floating from the window of Zhaiyuelou. Looking back, I saw the window on the fourth floor was slightly open, and a figure in white clothes floated by the window. Holding the flute in hand, a series of melodious music sounds escaped from the jade flute on his lips.

With a slight hook on the corner of his lips, a faint smile closed the corner of his mouth and looked back in the light, as if the pear flowers of March were brightly opened, ice sculptures were jade, charming and charming.

Suddenly she was a little tiptoe, and the flowing figure leapt gently, stepping on a blooming tender flower. The flowers swayed slightly because of her step, but not scattered. The sleeves were light and the skirts fluttered, and the jade feet danced on the blossoming flowers.

The cymbal flute sounds long and melodious, with a lightness and romance untouched by the earth, flowing quietly above the sea of ​​flowers. Such as Qingquan Sosei, water droplets and green moss, and if the autumn water is swirling, the forest is natural.

With the sound of the flute, Wu Xing was dancing on the sea of ​​flowers. She danced completely with Ming Chunshui's flute, and the flute was high, so she danced vigorously, the flute was low, and she danced soothingly. She felt that she had turned into a cyan butterfly, and in the flowers, sometimes fluttered her wings and flew away, and sometimes stopped at the honey.

The magnificent sea of ​​flowers, the flamboyant dancing posture, the scent of fragrance, the beautiful flute sound, everything is so intoxicating.

At the end of the song, Sesu stopped dancing, and single-footed on the heart of the flower, her body swaying up and down with the flower branch. Ming Chunshui flew out of the window, passed over the sea of ​​flowers, and leaped straight towards Seser.

He gazed at his halting figure, smiled slightly, and suddenly jumped forward to meet him. However, Seser did not fall into his arms, but the jade foot lightly touched the palm of Ming Chunshui's palm, the water sleeves were light, the waist limbs were slightly twisted, and they were spinning fast.

Tong Mingchun Shui stretched his palms to hold Seser, watching her spin gently on the palm of her hand, and the fluttering skirt skirt flew wildly in front of her eyes, swaying a scent of cold fragrance, and Qin entered the nose. Looking up at her intoxicating dance, he was at a loss.

She has always been very good at her skill and dance skill. She can dance on the palms of people. Before, she has never found the palms of her hands. Today, she finally found it and found the one that can hold her to dance. Palms of both hands.

This is a golden autumn afternoon, the sun is faint, and a little bit of golden light is jumping over the sea of ​​flowers, jumping on the skirt corners.

Occasionally, the maid who passed by from the sea of ​​flowers saw this scene in front of her, and she was still stunned, thinking it was a fairy on earth. The sea of ​​flowers at this moment is particularly beautiful. The romance of this moment was deeply engraved in their minds.

At the end of the dance, Ming Chunshui took Seir to the "Fangfen Pavilion" in the sea of ​​flowers. A few yellow laurel trees outside the pavilion bloomed a pale yellow flower, exuding a delicate fragrance.

A stone case was placed in the pavilion. The waitress had already set the wine dish, and Ming Chunshui and Seser sat on the sides. In the small pavilion in the sea of ​​flowers, they used their lunch quietly.

Ming Chunshui looked at the coquettish face in front of him and laughed, "This wine is tasteless. I will make a good drink for you." Then he got up from the pavilion, took out his sabre, and left. Under the osmanthus tree outside the pavilion.

I wondered why I looked up at him quietly. I saw him reach out and gently pat on the trunk of the osmanthus tree. He jumped up into the air, ran across the trunk, and slammed the sword in his hands. The petals of the sky seemed to be attracted by the inextricable gravitation, spinning and condensing on the blade, like a yellow flowing cloud flying and spinning, and finally he turned the sword Pointing towards the glass in front of Seser, the blossoming flowers turned into a light yellow flower ribbon, which was poured straight into the wine cup in front of Seser.

He smiled sweetly, raised the glass, only felt the flowers overflowing. She took a sip, and the scent of the wine was mixed with the sweet scent of osmanthus.

She put down her wine glass, her eyes moved, and when she saw a clear spring in the sea of ​​flowers, she smiled and said sweetly: "It's delicious to come without going to the courtesy. The brewed wine is really delicious. I will make a dish now, so I can drink it."

He stood up, swept down the gazebo, and slowly came to the spring in the sea of ​​flowers. She hooked the bluestone beside the spring with her toes, and her body bent into an arch, and the long sleeve of her right hand dangled and broke into the water. With a little effort, her sleeves were gently stirred in the water, and then suddenly pulled up, as if to put something in her sleeves. She floated to the gazebo, lifted the lid of the hip flask with her left hand, and poured a wet bag in her sleeve into the hip flask. She put her jade hand on the jug, applied inner forces secretly, and warmed the surface of the jug for a moment.

Tong Mingchun Shui watched quietly, with a smile on his lips.