The tyrant is too fierce!I'm happy with my dear concubine

Chapter 50

The air became more humid and warmer.

Chu Zhiyu saw a figure vaguely hidden in the dense water vapor with his back turned to her half-hidden in the spring water.

A head of black hair hung down his back, blocking his back, but inadvertently revealing his thin and broad shoulders.

"Your Majesty~"

She called softly.

Then he saw the king of Qin raised his hand and beckoned.

Chu Zhiyu approached slowly, the cloak between her arms fell to the ground, stained with water, she bent down and knelt down by the edge of the hot spring.

She snuggled up to the man's back from behind, and gently caressed King Qin's back with one hand.

Curly eyelashes drooped down, 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 and take his life——

"Shh-"

The sound of falling water sounded.

Chu Zhiyu, who was stung by the dragon's qi because of delusional thoughts, was caught off guard by the tyrant and dragged into the water.

"Cough-cough-"

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

The jade hairpin slipped to the bottom of the water and no one cared, the wet black hair drew a bewitching arc in mid-air, and the water droplets splashed.

Crystal drops of water slipped from her eyelashes, and gently adorned her delicate and flowery lips.

The King of Qin, on the other hand, lazily admired it, without any guilt as the instigator.

Facing Chu Zhiyu's charming eyes, he raised the corners of his lips instead, "My concubine really surprised me."

Chu Zhiyu suppressed the embarrassment of being teased, took advantage of her own beauty, moved her eyes, and approached the King of Qin.

"I have more surprises for His Majesty to explore."

"Oh?"

Perhaps the hot spring was too hot, and even Qin Wang's cold and deep voice sounded a little sultry.

Chu Zhiyu stood up under the moonlight, her delicate body was stretched exquisitely by the drenched gauze.

She had her hair loose, the clouds were completely dispersed, and the cold moonlight fell unreservedly on her brows and every part of her body.

The eyebrows are like distant black, and the lips are not smacked but vermilion.

The full lips were seductive red and watery, and the lips were raised.

The fingertips dyed with Kodan lightly rested on the skirt of the clothes, "I have a court lady who is good at female red, and the apron she sewed for my concubine is very beautiful."

"Your Majesty would like to know what kind of embroidery is inside?"

Qin Wang pulled the cloak floating on the water and snorted.

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

The gorgeous Koudan sets off her amazingly fair skin, which can be broken by blows.

Reminiscent of peeled eggs, it is already late at night, and it is most likely to arouse people's appetite.

Want to have a bite.

The ambiguous atmosphere spread with the steam of the hot flashes, and the moon in the sky pulled up the clouds and quietly covered it, only sticking out its head.

Just when Chu Zhiyu's hands were moving slightly and her belt was loose, she saw the tyrant who had been leaning on the shore suddenly slipped down.

Fall into the water without warning!
There is not even a bubble on the surface of the water!
Shouldn't you be drowning?

According to the tyrant's tattered body, he would easily get dizzy after soaking for too long, and Chu Zhiyu's behavior caused his blood to surge...

The smile on the corners of Chu Zhiyu's lips widened, she didn't have the charming look just now.

She fixed her eyes on the place where the tyrant fell into the water, her expression was extremely peaceful, but her mouth was an anxious call.

"His Majesty!"

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

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

The crying voice was neither soft nor heavy, and it couldn't be heard outside.

'died? '

Chu Zhiyu was anxious and worried, she was like a little rabbit, but she stood firmly in the hot spring without moving her feet.

It was beyond Chu Zhiyu's expectation to kill the tyrant so easily.

(End of this chapter)