Empress True Colors

"Whoosh."

Standing still, Jing Hengbo looked around, and in front of him was a ferry, with weeping willows and light green branches and leaves sweeping over the stern of a jet-black black boat.

She was overjoyed.

"Hey! Boatman!" She raised her hand to greet the sleeping boatman on the boat, "Take me to the other side!"

The boatman got up lazily and turned the boat over.

"Ten copper coins to cross the river." The boatman's voice was low.

"No problem!" Jing Hengbo touched the emerald on his waist, he was rich and powerful.

Emeralds are priceless, but one emerald is worth a top-tier villa in a first-tier city. She has traveled around the world with seven or eight villas on her back!

She stepped onto the board and looked back, the road she came from was boundless, empty and there was no one.

"Silly, I can't catch up to you, haha." Jing Hengbo laughed, and was about to get into the cabin.

The boatman in coir raincoat was sitting on the bow, with his back to her, looking at the opposite shore.

Jing Hengbo lowered his head and dived into the cabin, suddenly his heart moved, and he felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't think of it no matter what.

She turned her head and looked at the boatman.

The boatman lowered his head and concentrated on rowing the oar, and there seemed to be nothing unusual.

Jing Hengbo has always been a lazy person, he never thinks desperately about things he can't think of, he shrugs his shoulders and simply gives up, at this moment his heart is slightly settled, and he feels that his face is unbearably dirty, and he doesn't care about all the details, so he goes to the boat Go to hold water and wash your face.

The river water is clear, reflecting her face, her skin as smooth and white as a magnolia, her pointed chin, her red lips that are more colorful than others, and her shining eyes. Her eyes are not very big, but they have extremely smooth arcs, and the double eyelids are picked out at the end of the eyes, like a pair of butterflies with spread wings, and the tips of the wings carry the dancing spring light. The lips are naturally slightly raised, and there is always three points of joy when you look at it, but when you look closely, it looks like a charm. The charm is so flamboyant that it makes one's heart itch, afraid of encountering a rose with thorns.

This kind of face always fascinates the narcissistic guy, Jing Hengbo went crazy for the ten thousandth time after washing, "The skin is so good...the eyes are so beautiful...so beautiful..."

The boat seemed to shake.

As the river flows, her figure is also flowing with bright red. It is a bright red wrap skirt, tight-fitting, hip-covering, low-necked, revealing the ups and downs of the sky.

Jing Hengbo paused.

She remembered something was wrong!

She is dressed like this, the standard outlandish clothes here, how come this boatman doesn't have any surprised expression?

Her heart was beating faster and faster, and it was about to rush to her throat. For a moment, she wanted to turn her head to look at the boatman, scream, and jump into the water, but after a few thoughts, she remained motionless. .

She just shifted her gaze to see the reflection of the boatman in the water.

She saw that the scull in the boatman's hand hadn't touched the water at all, and the boat was moving fast.

She saw the boatman's back was straight and his posture was unrestrained.

She saw the shadowy reflection of the boatman in the water, her face was disturbed by the water waves, and she could only vaguely see the slightly long sideburns hanging down her cheeks.

Jing Hengbo took a breath, and began to move slowly towards the back, clenching his hands tightly.

She had a strange expression on her face, as if she was gathering strength to prepare for something, so that the tip of her nose was sweating a little.

As soon as she moved, the boatman turned around as if he had eyes behind his back.

…

Jing Hengbo hadn't seen his face yet, only saw the long hair on his temples raised, and immediately raised his hands and waved fiercely.

"Go down!"

With a "plop", the boatman caught off guard and threw himself into the water.

Jing Hengbo stood on the boat, sweating profusely for a moment, his fingers trembling, and his face flushed.

She can teleport herself, and she can also move objects across the air, but she has only experimented with small objects in the past, and has never tried a large object like a human body.

I tried my best to **** my milk, but I succeeded once, throwing the big piece into the water in an instant.

With a "crash", a large object emerged from the water, black hair wetly stuck to the face, and the exposed skin glowed with crystal light.

He stared at Jing Hengbo, the anger in his eyes had gone, instead there was deep curiosity.

He was sure that the great Her Majesty the Queen just now absolutely never touched a hair of him, and it was impossible to touch a hair of him.

How did she do it? The most top-notch and most miraculous fighter in martial arts?

It doesn't look like it...

Jing Hengbo opened his mouth wide, watching the beauty in black rise slowly from the water.

I rely on.

Science fiction.

It was already dawn, and the sunlight ignited half of the surface of the river to be golden. The man did not move his limbs, and slowly emerged from the water.

This posture is like a lotus flower blooming against the wind, but unfortunately it is black.

Jing Hengbo saw that his skin was almost transparent under the sun, and his wet black hair dried quickly bit by bit, and the black hair was gently raised...

Jing Hengbo rushed to the bow of the boat, grabbed the oars, and quickly rocked the boat!

At first the boat circled on the water, but fortunately she was always smart and learned things very quickly. After a few strokes, the boat retreated, but the speed was too slow, and she turned her head anxiously—

On the water behind him, a black shadow floated over like a daytime ghost!

This is this is martial arts?

Dengping crossing the water, Lingbo, microsteps, flying on the grass, floating on the water?

On weekdays, this scene might be quite unusual and beautiful, and she couldn't help but buy some melon seeds and kowtow and say, "It's beautiful, thank you!", but at this moment, she only regrets that her parents gave birth to her two hands.

For the first time in his life, Jing Hengbo disregarded his image and pulled the oars like a dog crawling, trying to drive the boat faster, faster.

Suddenly there was a chuckle from behind, and Jing Hengbo was out of his wits—the voice was right behind his ears!

"Your Majesty the Queen." The voice was a bit lazy and nasal, still with a smile, "You are so kind to steer the boat for me, I am really lucky."

With the sound of water waves behind him, he seemed to have come out of the water completely and was about to step on the board.

With his back turned to him, Jing Hengbo suddenly twitched his lips and turned his head.

"I'll drive this way, bring me the belt!"

"Whoosh!"

A black-gold jade belt inlaid with obsidian flew out from Yeluqi's waist and landed in Jing Hengbo's hand with a snap.

Yeluqi was shocked, and immediately lowered his head.

The belt is gone, the baggy trousers are slowly falling down...

He grabbed his pants with both hands...

"Plop."

The beauty master fell into the water again...

Jing Hengbo raised his head and laughed loudly, the pale golden waves dyed all over his head swayed in a rhythm like taking drugs, and he rowed the boat to the shore, rushed to the shore in three or two steps, and ran a long way before turning back.

In the water, someone is looking for water plants to tie his pants...

"Quack quack quack quack." Jing Hengbo stood on the shore with his hands on his hips, watching the guy look up at her from a distance, put his hands on his waist with a smile, wiped down, then straightened his stomach, and lifted up.

A vivid action of fastening pants.

The man freezes in the water.

Being so far away, Jing Hengbo couldn't see the guy's expression clearly, which made Jing Hengbo feel a little regretful.

It must be very exciting, but unfortunately I did not bring a camera.

Jing Hengbo raised his hand to his lips, flicked his palm out gracefully, and blew a rippling kiss, before he pretended to "hold his pants", twisted his buttocks, and turned to the side of the road.

A horse was tied to a tree by the side of the road, and it must have been ridden by an American national teacher.

Jing Hengbo was about to climb on the horse, but the horse neighed low, showing great resistance. Jing Hengbo smiled, and slowly stretched his hand under the horse's belly...

The black horse quickly stepped forward with its legs between its legs, and lowered its noble head in front of Her Majesty the Queen.

Jing Hengbo got on his horse, raised his whip, turned his head, and shot a 380-degree all-round high-radiation wink at Mr. Guoshi who was still wearing his trousers in the water.

"Bye, Darling!"