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"Are you dissatisfied with me?"

Persephone was shaking the quilt, and when she heard this sentence, she seemed to be licked by a snake core, and she was extremely cold.She couldn't help taking a few deep breaths, read a few words secretly, and then dealt with it casually: "No, you're fine."

After she finished speaking, she gave him a squinting glance. The man who had just come out of the marble bathroom was sitting upright. His black robe was draped over the chair, revealing his light purple drawstring underwear. He was holding a pen in his ring-wearing hand, and a large roll of parchment was on the table. On his leg, countless linear characters exude an ominous atmosphere on the thick leather paper.

His face was silent and tense in the fluffy halo, and it was extremely white.

Fortunately, I have taken a bath, otherwise, when I think of them passing through a large plain of ashes, countless gray snowflakes fall on the car, like countless urns falling on your head, and you pat the urn to emit muffled sound.

She's going to freak out.

This was a worse nightmare than going out in the rain of cockroaches without an umbrella. She couldn't think about it anymore, and she couldn't help but want to stuff Hades' head into the urn and pat it a few hundred times.

When she was taking a bath just now, she wished she could die in the pool. Later, she thought that the water in the pool might be full of washed ashes. She was overwhelmed by the desire to survive, and she immediately crawled out to take a shower with a single-handled long-spout jug. Thank you for your help. Paper people holding water.

Persephone lifted her hair and got into the laid quilt. The golden bed was too difficult to sleep on. She could only fold the woolen quilt in half, using the inner side as a quilt and the outer side as a quilt.

When she was lying down, she spread her long hair upwards in a fan shape. There was too much hair, although it was almost dry, it would be better to spread it out to dry.

Persephone pulled the quilt, and was about to squint to sleep when she heard a voice close to her ear, "I need your offering."

The steady tone has a strange three-dimensional effect, as if embracing her hearing.

Persephone immediately turned her head, and saw that the god who was still holding parchment for marking was already sitting beside the bed. The inner robe on his body was too loose, and the folds formed elegant ripples hanging on the edge of the bed, giving off a light luster.

worship?Persephone thought quickly, and immediately thought of the sacrifice.

Just thinking about the sacrifice, I heard Hades's voice sounding slowly and flatly, "If the sacrifice promised to the god is overdue, you will suffer revenge."

Persephone repeated in doubt: "Revenge?"

Maybe it was because she really didn't understand the revenge of the gods, Hades was as pale as a plaster statue, and finally showed a few traces of human kindness.

"The offering to Chthonius must be punctual and the number of sacrifices must be accurate. Your pleading with me is like making a contract with me. I grant your disobedient wish, and you must offer sufficient sacrifices to fulfill this wish." contract."

His voice was subdued, and amidst the sound of the fire, it was extremely gentle as if facing a slender plant that could not withstand the storm.But his hand finally couldn't suppress the hot and chaotic impulse in his body, and even ignored the pain of the curse, he suddenly touched her neck that was half exposed outside the quilt.

The fragile and delicate skin undulates with a soft pulse, like a puddle of sweet honey water lying in his palm, tempting him to drink it.

Persephone was suddenly grabbed by the neck, and she instinctively raised her face when she couldn't move. She felt the heat of his palm oppressing her breath, so she could only stammer and say, "Hades, I will offer you an offering." Yes, do you need to go to the altar, and then cut the neck of the cow..."

She racked her brains to delay his loss of control, his memory was too deceptive, because she was too involved in the memory of his past life, even if she knew it was nothing to do with her, she was just an ordinary audience who couldn't change his past.

But for a moment, her mind couldn't turn the corner quickly, and she actually felt familiar with him. This familiar feeling made her less vigilant, and she didn't realize that he couldn't suppress her desire.

Hades gently rubbed her neck upwards with his fingers, and when the fingertips touched her jaw, she could feel her nervous swallowing and trembling. It was to deliver the key to him, and all the enthusiasm eroded by death in his body gradually revived, like flowers blooming on a mural bursting out with unimaginably strong colors.

Persephone felt that his hands were scalding his neck, so he could only ask dryly, "Is God's revenge very powerful?"

Hades sensed her avoidance, the joy of touching her and the pain of the curse kept tugging at each other on his fingers, and he patiently stopped his movements to teach her like a kind teacher.

"The revenge of each god is different. Erinyes, who lives by the river of flames in the abyss, hates wine. If believers pour wine into a vat wrapped with the wool of a newborn lamb to sacrifice to them, then they will suffer. The chasing and whipping with the whip of disaster will not stop until the believers sacrifice the blood of the living."

The blood of the living?Could it be the blood of the avenged believer?When Persephone thought of this, she suddenly felt that her neck had also become a cow's neck, which would be crushed by Hades at any time.

The god who was teaching the students didn't feel that his words were scary at all. "The god of wine's revenge is to manipulate his believers to swarm up, tearing up those who disrespect him and turning them into frenzied sacrifices. He is the most bloodthirsty immortal god."

Persephone's expression gradually froze, tearing people apart?

Hades' fingers were uncontrollable, as if they were glued to her skin, he raised his index finger and stroked her soft cheek and continued: "Hera likes to torture the people she hates, destroying their sanity, and driving them crazy To slaughter all of his own family."

Persephone's expression was already paralyzed, killing the whole family?This way of revenge is too harsh, these gods are all devils, they are devils.

The devil circulated endlessly in her mind, and the devil in front of her was touching her face calmly. His scent was familiar and strong, and it was the spice she used for bathing.There are countless flowers mixed together in today's spices, and the bright and viscous fragrance cannot be dissipated on the skin.

Hades' scorching temperature mixed with the smell of parchment and mineral ink on his finger, created a sense of aggression that made the back of his neck tingle.

It was difficult for Persephone to adapt to this kind of approach without a sense of boundary, but she couldn't wave her neck to shake off his hand like a jelly candy. She smiled obsequiously, and immediately thought that this guy couldn't stand her laughing.

The smile froze on her lips, and she was about to retract it when a slender finger suddenly pressed against the corner of her mouth, preventing her insincere smile from slipping away.

Persephone immediately became nervous. She looked at the man on her body in puzzlement. His expression was as hard and unchanging as the grain of a stone, but his voice was as light as smoke on the tip of an oil fire, "Don't be afraid, don't curse and curse. Me, give me your joy."

This sentence can even be called humble, but the person who said it was so strong that she dared not put such a cowardly word on him.

Persephone's brain just shut down for half a second, and she immediately came to her senses, and she was genuinely happy. She thought that he was greedy for her body again in a beastly manner, and asked her to offer herself as a sacrifice.

Fearing that Hades would repent, she raised the corners of her mouth extremely swiftly, and a smile bloomed under his fingertips.

Laughing wasn't enough, Persephone rolled her eyes for fear that he wouldn't get it and said, "What kind of joy do you like, no, what kind of sacrifice. I can laugh standing up, lying down, sitting down, haha Laughing and dancing are fine."

Giving a smile is much easier than dedicating oneself. She had just breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Hades blink her eyes slowly, her straight lips curved gently, and her cold face seemed to be infected by her smile. , but less sharp at the beginning.

But his body was more stretched, the beautiful and shiny black hair fell on her forehead, the fingers on the neck didn't have any strength, but the temperature was hotter than before.

He was getting closer to her.

Persephone saw the black mist on his body fluctuate violently, then spread out and fell to the ground to become a ferocious snake body, and the mist snakes with some kind of reproductive meaning were intertwined under the golden bed like mating.

She could even feel the faint sound from the bottom of the bed under her, as if his out-of-control power had lifted the big bed.

Persefine's expression froze, and she finally realized how lethal her smile was to the cold-faced god in front of her. She carefully put away her smile and dared not move again.

The body under her fingers was too soft, and her slight panting sound was like an aphrodisiac, so that Hades couldn't help himself to put the hand lightly on her neck, slowly moved it to her shoulder, and hugged her tightly. into the arms.

Persephone is like a ball of steamed buns with nowhere to rest her limbs, put into the dangerous heat and waiting to be steamed, she has no room to struggle at all, and is locked tightly by this possessive embrace.

A black mist snake didn't know when it crawled to her feet, tightly wrapped around her trembling ankle with a hot and humid touch.

Persephone resisted and rubbed against the bed board, trying to crush the hideous Mist snake, but as soon as she exerted force on her calf, she heard the man on her body panting in a low voice, the voice was abnormally hoarse.

All movements froze, Persephone's long hair fell under his arm, and beside his cheek was the sound of a beast's heartbeat coming out of a cage under his chest. She reminded softly, "I have completed the contract."

This reminder is so weak, the opponent's strength is as strong as an elephant facing an ant, and she is an ant.I have never heard of such a disparity in power comparison, the strong side will really be fair to the weak side.

The man holding her didn't seem to hear at all, he pressed her back on the bed, his strong body bent down with oppressive force, seeing that the conflict was about to break out.

Persephone's hand had already reached under the pillow, and just as she touched the cold dagger, she felt a weight on her shoulder.Hades had buried his face deep in the hollows of her shoulders, with his arms across her head, denting her pillow.

His breath was messy, even moaning in pain: "It's so noisy."

Persephone shook her fingers, not quite understanding where the noise was, the surroundings were eerily quiet except for the crackling of the bonfire.Even on the colorful walls, all the whispering dolphins and paper people have been driven out, leaving only irises and lilies swaying.

"It's very noisy outside."

Persephone blankly listened to his murmur, which was about to complain. His soft black hair rubbed against her chin and the skin on her chin was itchy. .

She tried her best to follow and listened intently for a while, but she still didn't hear any sound, but the man who was pressing her trembled, as if her nerves were split by the noise.

The rioting cries of ghosts sounded outside the brass walls, and the sharp pain and mad curse shook the foundation of the outer wall of the palace.

Hades had a splitting headache and wanted to avoid the all-pervasive noise. He breathed in her breath, and finally found some comfort.

The Underworld Palace at night is always the most difficult.Therefore, neither the God of Death, the God of Sleep, nor Nyx could bear the noise here, and moved to the edge of Erepos to build a new residence for peace.

Only he has nowhere to hide, because the ghost itself weeps in death, and he is death.

Hades's patience was tormented by the noise, his fingers ran through her hair, and the power of love urged him to continue, as long as he sank deeper into her sweet body, even if he couldn't escape the curse. Find joy in the noise.

His breathing became steady, but his lips were already lightly touching her skin, and the vicious arrows of lust did not miss any chance to attack his reason, pulling him to indulge himself.

Suddenly a hand stroked Hades' hot cheek, brushed his hair away, and covered his ears.

Then she asked in a low voice, "Is it still noisy?"

Hades stopped all movements and did not answer.

Persephone adjusted the strength and posture of his palms again, pressed his ears tighter, and muttered to himself, "Can't you hear it, could it be tinnitus?"

It's really useless if the ears have problems by themselves.

Hades was still in the same posture, as if a butterfly was stuck on his ear, and the butterfly flew away as soon as he moved.

When Persephone saw him calm down, her body was not too tense, and even her breathing was steady, so she knew that he didn't feel noisy anymore. Could it be that God's hearing is better, so she can hear noises that she can't hear?

But he finally calmed down.

Feeling exhausted like a tidal wave, Persephone closed her eyes in a panic, and just when she was about to fall asleep, she opened her eyes with a frown.The man on her body was so well-behaved that it was unbelievable that his body weight did not press her down, and even when he adjusted the posture of his face so that she covered her ears, she was not so tired.

Persephone didn't want to break such a rare and warm moment, but...

"Hades."

She paused for a moment in embarrassment, and finally spoke.

"You pressed my hair."

Hades: "..."

Then he silently removed the hand that was pressing on her hair.

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