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When Persephone hugged the quilt and pillow and stood at the door of Hades' house, she didn't feel that she was in a cold war with others.

Did she "get along" with Hades?

Obviously not.

So she just wanted to understand that their state was wrong and must be corrected in time.After all, sleeping in the same room with a male god who has "white moonlight" in his heart will cause accidents sooner or later.

Hades' previous unreasonable state has passed, and now she can finally make this reasonable appeal, "Let's sleep in separate rooms, Hades."

Hades, who had changed into a white underwear, was holding a hard pen, and the tip of the pen fell on the long roll of parchment. The name of death let out a tiny scream from the tip of the pen.

His pale face was like a stone frozen in the ancient years, but his black eyes seemed to come alive, staring at Persephone... the quilt and pillow in his hand.

The door was open, and Persephone had already stepped out half of her foot. The corridor in the middle of the night was no different from the corridor in the daytime, they were all kept bright by the light from the oil fire.

That is, most of the attendants on the murals are dozing off with their eyes closed, and when they are in a good relationship, they will lean on the shoulder of another lineman and cuddle up to each other.

When Persephone saw the two mural lovebirds snuggling up, she suddenly felt that dog food could be eaten anywhere, even after 3000 years.

She looked sourly at the mural, and then realized that she lowered her head and saw a quiet shadow behind her.The familiar breath was mixed with her, and it was impossible to tell whose it was.

It is normal to use the same spices and sweet oils to bathe and smell the same.

Persephone looked up, and sure enough, she saw Hades sticking silently behind her.It's really not that she wants to complain, no matter whether it's a ghost or a god, or the painted staff in the underworld, none of them have normal footsteps.

If it wasn't for some special purpose, even if this group of guys ran silently, it made her feel a little shy when the soles of her shoes landed louder.

Hades rested his other hand on the golden door panel, and put one hand lightly on her shoulder. When he lowered his head, the shadows under his eyes, the gold around his ears, and the line of his jaw all had a shocking and glamorous feeling. .

Persephone blinked with difficulty, and then lowered her head again. Her eyes might have been shaken by the lamp or the face of some god, and her pupils were buzzing and dizzy.

Her various small emotions are too light and delicate. Normally, Hades might be keen to capture her soft emotional fluctuations, but now all the attention is on her steps out of this room.

He could easily prevent Persephone from leaving the room, but he couldn't solve the negative emotions she arbitrarily placed in his heart,

It seems that from the moment she likes her idol, she is unhappy.

Could it be that the aftereffects of encountering the Forgotten Chair have not been cleaned up?Or are you still not used to stabbing God with a knife?Or... hate him for carving his own pottery statue?

Hades, who is very confident in his production skills, never thought that she would not be able to see the idol as himself, and completely ignored the big-mouthed Grim Reaper who had no sense of existence.

Of course, it is even more impossible to think in the direction of "jealousy". After all, the jealousy he is used to is the kind that is crazy enough to kill directly.

For example, Hera, who catches Zeus who destroyed the marriage system every day, is poisoned every time she is jealous. She chases and kills others to consolidate her position, and vents her anger that she cannot control Zeus by the way.

And there's no reason to be jealous of your idol.

So Hades had no idea about Persephone's heart-scratching but not very burning emotion, only that she was unhappy.

Too upset to not sleep with him.

Hades had a violent urge to plunder, and the pain he was used to enduring, at this moment came out again and stretched out the claws of desire, easily causing red dots of fire to appear in his eyes.

It seemed that there was a darker force urging him to indulge his passion and drown the lover in front of him who didn't listen to him.

Persephone felt the weight on her shoulders, and couldn't help stretching out her hand to pull Hades' fingers away, "Songsong, you're using too much force."

For the reasonable Hades, Persephone is very casual.In addition, no one can be on alert 24 hours a day, so they didn't immediately find out that the god behind him was on the verge of losing control for a moment, and was about to fall into the abyss of collapse at any time.

Hades remained silent until he heard her slight hiss, and he immediately released his hand as if he woke up.

Persephone had already walked out with the quilt in her arms. There were so many rooms, she knew that there was a small living room-like room at the end of the corridor, with couches and chairs inside.

She walked very carefully, listening to the movement behind her. If Hades moved, there would be no footsteps, and there would be the sound of clothes rubbing against each other.

This is testing his bottom line, step by step, from the beginning of shrinking in fear, and then trying to ask to learn, until now she has received the best treatment for a prisoner, and Hades almost indulged in whatever she asked for.

And tonight, she finally mustered up the courage to take the first step to leave him and separate rooms.

Persephone didn't think she could succeed in one step, but when she saw the statue, she realized that Hades might have begun to break away from her blind love for her, and began to think of the goddess he didn't know how to remember for many years .

But at this time, she immediately asked to stay away from him, which had a great chance of success.

After the room assignment is successful, you can gradually use various excuses to stay away from him.They don't even need to draw their arrows at the last step, and they can naturally become strangers.

This is the best and safest way to escape.

Persephone gave her a sad praise for her clever and meticulous plan.

Before time travel, she was a joyful person with a smooth brain and no folds, but now she peeled off her scalp and saw, hey, it was all a conspiracy piled up to calculate people.

While lamenting that she was spoiled by the environment, she slowed down, but she didn't hear any reaction or voice from a certain god behind her.

It really is that the power of love is weakening, and the love arrow is probably about to expire.It's not like Hades didn't even say a word to stay, at least say goodbye to her.

Persephone lowered her head, feeling rejoiced and depressed, and walked into the room that resembled a small living room.

Then I saw the much darker square room, where there was a long couch, and Hades was already sitting there.Landing obliquely on the ground, most of the feet still wearing shoes were exposed from the smooth linen hem.

She paused, not knowing whether to advance or retreat.

"It's not suitable for sleeping peacefully."

Hades just gave her a very flat look, and his tone was so gentle that he couldn't hear any burning madness underneath.

Persephone backed away, just as she was about to leave here to seek another room, when she heard Hades' words that seemed to be admonishing, but they were cold and more like threats.

"Except for my room, there isn't a single room in the whole palace that can provide you with a comfortable bed..." Hades glanced at the couch he was sitting on, and continued, "There is also furniture."

These words were filled with malicious curses. As soon as the words fell, he stood up, and the couch he was sitting on had completely turned into ashes that dissipated.

In the entire palace, all the furniture suitable for lying down in the rest of the room disappeared instantly.

Because the god of sleep brings sweet dreams, and the judges who rarely fell asleep were immediately thrown into doubting the gods after the bed disappeared.

They have worked so hard without reward or reward for so many years, why they are not allowed to sleep at all, and they want to raise the strike clay board without explaining.

Hypnos, who was sitting on the couch and applying ointment to the god of death, fell directly to the ground and opened the wound of the god of death.

Thanadus was the first to hear Hades' curse, but he was used to silence, so he didn't bother to remind his brother.

As if nothing had happened, he took the ointment from the stunned sleeping god, and stuffed the re-flowing intestines back in a perfunctory manner. The internal organs were messed up and he couldn't see it, as long as the outer skin was intact and not exposed to the wind.

Persephone doesn't have good ears, so of course she can't hear the other gods' whining and thumping, but her eyesight is fine.

This tested the bottom line and directly stepped on Hades' feet.

Hades didn't care about her room assignment, she felt that this disappearing chair was what Hades wanted to end for her.

Due to its own misjudgment of the situation and its radical approach, the housing allocation plan declared a complete failure.

She immediately corrected her attitude, hid half of her face in the soft pillow that was folded up, and carefully showed him a kind and beautiful smile with her eyes bent. "It's getting late, let's go back to sleep, Hades."

Being able to retreat and advance is her life motto today, so she quickly withdrew her foot that was crazily stepping on Hades' bottom line, and then retracted into her own rabbit hole, sticking out her two ears in an attempt to pass the test by being cute.

In order to live, we are not shabby.

Hades stood in the dark place full of ashes, his pale and cold face did not show any anger, but it made the only spectator at the scene feel that there was wind on all sides, so cold that he wished to wrap up dozens of layers of quilts to survive this cold winter.

Finally, he took a step forward.

Persephone smiled and took two steps back.

Hades saw her start to become nervous, and his heart was scratched several times by her cat's paw-like emotion.That claw was small and sharp, but it made his heart and lungs hurt more than a kick from the giant gods.

All the tides retreated into the darkness, he lowered his head slightly, suppressed all aggressiveness, and tried to show the most gentle appearance.

The brows and eyes condensed by Leng Xue began to melt and show soft marks. The facial muscles that are used to the petrified state, and wanting to make some different expressions all require preparation and training.

Persephone saw that Hades seemed to be in a daze, and the atmosphere around her was not that scary. Just as she was about to relax, she saw Hades look up at her again.

Then he smiled at her.

A very light, unnatural, yet gentle smile.He longed to appease her insecurities and fears.

Persephone stood blankly, the pillow she was hugging fell to the back of her feet, making a muffled sound as if it hit her heart.

For Hades, this smile is like carving a flower on a stone. It took a long time to carve such a small flower.Then the end of his eyes drooped again, the corners of his mouth flattened, and he returned to his usual serious and indifferent appearance.

Persephone just came back to her senses, and hurriedly bent over to pick up the pillow, and said in order to conceal something: "If you don't divide the room, you won't divide the room. What are you doing destroying the furniture? What a waste."

Hades was originally dissatisfied with her failed expression management, but her heart inexplicably calmed down, and all her unhappiness and rejection were swept away.

Before Hades could analyze her mood, Persephone had hugged the pillow and quilt again, and fled like a beast chasing after her.

Hades stared at her back for a while, then touched his chest in doubt, and jumped very fast.

It was as if two heartbeats were colliding in his chest, one was loud and violent, the other was soft and evasive.

He listened attentively, and found that the sound of his violent heartbeat had already covered up the hallucinatory soft impact, and he silently followed it without further thinking.

When they got to the door of the house, they could see Persephone pacing back and forth uneasily holding the quilt from a distance, but she just didn't want to enter the house.

Hades was about to say something, but Persephone had already seen him, and strode directly into the door.

This attitude does not need to feel her emotions, it is obvious that she is tired of this room and this bed to the extreme.When Hades walked to the door, he saw her trying to make the bed with her back turned to him.

The crumpled quilt was ripped out of shape by her.

Just as Hades was about to step in, he saw a few flowers falling from her body clustered on his toes.When night comes, more flowers will fall from her head than during the day.

The ground is full of flowers and their fragrance.

Stepping on a flower is like stepping on a part of her body.

Hades withdrew his foot lightly, did not continue to enter the door, but folded his arms and leaned against the door quietly.Looking at the popular scene in front of him, all the rude and direct threats disappeared from his lips.

He can easily crush all furniture and beds, but he can only do so much.

Hades has excellent war instincts and keen wisdom in dealing with government affairs, but he is unfamiliar with any complex emotions, like a baby born in a hard iron, and the soft warmth is his blind spot in life.

This caused him to start thinking about being too rough even when he stepped on her dropped flowers.

After making the bed, Persephone quietly ticked "House Assignment Plan" on the mental planner.Hades was obviously not ready to share a bed with her, she miscalculated the depth of his relationship.

She crossed her hands to relieve the soreness, forget it, go to sleep to recover her spirits, and continue to struggle tomorrow.

Then Persephone turned around, only to see that the door was half closed silently at some point, but Hades didn't come in.

Outside the door, the quiet corridor became completely lifeless.The sleeping servants in the mural were stared at by some raptor, and they hid after waking up, including the poor pair of lovebirds.

The sound of the flames was suppressed by some kind of ruthless force, and they burned carefully, not daring to shake too much.

On the side of the half-open door in the Power Center, which exudes an unpleasant atmosphere, Hades sat by the wall and lowered his eyes.Even if he didn't do anything, he froze in a corner peacefully, and the living and even dead things around him still wanted to run around and disappear with long legs.

Soft footsteps came from inside the half-open door.

After hesitating for a while, the person behind the door tilted his head and leaned out. The first thing that caught his eye was the brilliant flower clusters on her hair, followed by her scattered bangs and her face.

Persephone leaned against the thick and heavy door and looked at him puzzled, "Hades, what are you doing sitting here?"

It can't be a sudden philosophical attack, squatting at the door thinking about spring, summer, autumn and winter, and major events in life.

Hades didn't answer immediately, but stretched out her hand, and quickly caught a flower that fell from her hair, which was the Eye of the Sun.

That is daisies.

The plant that always grows with the sun has this bright alias.

This kind of flower bloomed in large numbers in Hades, representing the sun entering the darkness, which strengthened her power again.

Hades folded his palms halfway, not hurting the flowers, and then said slowly: "You don't like this room because my presence occupies your bed and couch, as well as chairs and tables.". Seven

The roommate just wanted to leave his arms, and she never stopped using various methods to distance herself from him.

"So I won't come in tonight, and you can have a sweet sleep."

Hades' tone didn't fluctuate, he was just telling a fact, and he didn't contain the anger of being rejected.

Persephone's fingers that touched the door unconsciously started to exert force, and her feet even stepped out before her brain rationally, and stopped after just one step.

There was still half a door between them, he sat and looked at her quietly with his face sideways, she stood with her head tilted silently and looked at him, as if observing whether this overly obedient Pluto really wanted to sleep in the corridor.

Finally, after finishing her observation, Persephone slowly loosened her hand holding the edge of the door, just as her fear of the darkness, Hades and Hades hidden in the depths faded along with her loose fingertips.

She turned around and went back to the house, picked up the quilt that had just been laid neatly, and ran out the door with small steps.

Hades was unprepared and was stuffed with a quilt, and Persephone, who hadn't dared to approach him just now, squatted in front of him and said, "The corridor is a bit cold, remember to cover yourself with the quilt."

When she said this, the gloom in her brows and eyes had disappeared, and her attitude was naturally relaxed.

Even when she got up to leave, Persephone made a movement that she didn't dare to do before. She reached out and patted Hades on the shoulder, "Good night, see you tomorrow."

After finishing speaking, Persephone turned around and walked quickly back to the house as if she was afraid that Hades would regret it.

There was a golden box for clothes and various fabrics, and she pulled out a long blanket enough for sleeping.

It wasn't until she was actually lying on the bed with her head on the pillow that Persephone was sure that she wanted to sleep alone.She looked sideways at the door, as if waiting for something.

Hades didn't show up.

Maybe he really slept in the corridor.

When Persephone thought of this, she actually felt a little guilty. After all, this room and bed did not belong to her, she was simply the dove that occupied the magpie's nest.

She lay on her back and raised her hand, looking at the small dagger on the bracelet, drawn from Hades' heart.

Although I know that Hades' appearance is caused by external forces, but...

"...It's very gentle." Persephone couldn't help muttering in a low voice. If this continues, she may continue to make progress.

Never thought that one day, Hades could really retreat to sleep in the corridor, just to make her feel better.

When the violent possessiveness gradually turns into self-sacrificing affection, Persephone finds that her willpower becomes weaker and weaker as Hades lowers her bottom line.

Persephone helplessly covered her face with her hands, and stubbornly warned herself.Hades is a candy, sweet as it is, but it's not hers, so it can't be swallowed possessively.

Alas, maybe he really likes the white moonlight that he can't forget.After all, under the torment of the arrow of love, he still wanted to make a statue for others.

Is it true what she said in order to save her life?

Persephone turned around again, trying to straighten out the chaotic situation with a blank face, and finally gave up thinking about it with a headache. Although love and love are tangled, they are not the most important thing.

Most importantly, the way home—if you find a way to go back, can you pack Hades with you as your luggage?

Persephone slapped her face with both hands violently, to smack off her delusions, forget it, go to sleep.

The twisted melon is not ripe and tastes bad.

Forced love is also immoral and impure.

She can't have anything wrong with Hades.

After a round of moral brainwashing for herself, Persephone finally closed her eyes, and no longer coveted the poor Pluto who was controlled by love and slept in the corridor.

The various emotions in my heart that Hades couldn't distinguish, finally calmed down, did I fall asleep?

Hades stood up again, and when she was sitting, she would give people a posture of showing weakness. Complying with her request was the best way to relieve her nervousness.

He reached out to touch the mural, and a trembling waiter came out from the painted flowers, silently stretched his head over the wall, and came back and nodded to Hades without daring to look too much.

Fell asleep.

Hades withdrew his hand, staring at his own emotional fluctuations with a harsh interrogation attitude.

Can you continue to endure the crazy restlessness?I can't, I can't help it.

Hades' face was gloomy, and he didn't dare to look at Persephone again. Today's patience is weaker than before.He turned around and disappeared in the same place, and came to the newly built sacrificial house. The brand-new painted patterns used a lot of dazzling and bright colors.

But if you look closely, the dazzling patterns are composed of various weird and complex geometric and long string patterns.Such as a labyrinth with no head and no tail, an inescapable maze, and gods with low divine power will start to get dizzy after staring at it for a long time.

Hades saw the idol sitting on a chair,

When he sculpted, he restored all the details of her body one by one, down to the shape of her nails, the color of her skin, and the fluffy feeling of her hair.The only hair color that is not similar is that he dyed it black with the power of the underworld out of selfishness.

Hades half-knelt down, leaned down on his strong back, and rested his face on the cold and hard thigh of the idol.His indifferent eyes only began to fluctuate in this silent room.

Dark, greedy, and gentle.

Full patience has become his best camouflage. When he learns to conceal his vigorous love and wild desire, she is willing not to resist him.But this method of hiding his desires made him lose control at any time, so he needed a method to strip away his desires.

Hades lowered his eyes, his black curly hair covered his eyes, and the shadows covered his face coldly like snake scales.

Continuing to pretend to be weak and obedient, and continuing to pretend that he will definitely get the sweetest fruit, he vaguely saw the hope that Persephone gave him.

After praying obsessed with desire, he stood up again, the calm mask on his face cracked bit by bit, revealing a ferocious expression of wanting nothing.

If Persefine saw him like this at this moment, he would immediately realize clearly that the terrifying god in front of him had not changed, and was still the robber who robbed her irrationally at the beginning.

He took a deep breath and tried to suppress it for a while, then closed his eyes tremblingly, feeling the blood flowing in the swollen and pulsating blood vessels.

The black mist wrapped around his body suddenly turned into a winged monster, pecking fiercely at his chest, tearing out the strong sexual impulse produced by wanting to court a mate.

On the gorgeous and ominous murals, the burning flames pull out the woven shadow of a giant bird biting a god, which is so grotesque that it makes people feel afraid.

Finally, the two-winged monster that devoured its full belly let out a long cry and was about to fly away.

The long snake wrapped around the statue's ankle suddenly hissed, like a flash of lightning appearing above the bird's head, it opened its huge mouth that didn't fit its body, and swallowed the whole flying beast that represented the fire of Hades' love.

After the snake swallowed enough "food", it didn't shrink, but kept expanding, and the black scales on its body glowed golden.

Its red gemstone eyes emitted terrifying enthusiasm, and immediately raised its head accurately to look in the direction of the room where Persephone was sleeping, a mass of insatiable heat was burning under the snake's belly.

Only one person can relieve its pain.

This kind of crazy dissatisfaction made it not even afraid of the majesty of Hades. It quickly swung its huge round body, and the curve parade rushed out to find its mate.

Hades was as straight as a bronze spear, standing quietly by the door, just as the fanatical snake was about to rush out, he raised his foot and kicked it back violently.

The snake rolled several times and bumped into the mural, and immediately showed its fierceness. When it opened its mouth to reveal the curved snake teeth and wanted to attack, one hand had already pressed it hard to the ground, and it kept hitting.

Once, twice, countless times.

Hades' eyes were always extremely cold. This snake was his armband, which was used to hold his soul's emotions.

The power erosion of Hades will make him hard and ruthless like a stone, and any feelings of pleasure-seeking will dissipate with the soaring power.

When he sat on the throne of Hades, he still had nostalgia for Olympus and the bustling world, so he cut off some of Semus, who was specialized in producing emotional fluctuations in his soul, and stuffed them into his armband for storage.

Later, all his feelings were buried in the dark and moldy power of death, and gradually he didn't care about the feelings hidden in the armband.

If he hadn't met Persephone, then these emotions that once belonged to that glorious age would also flow away with time, and finally completely disappear under his indifferent indifference.

However, the accident of Eros' Arrow filled the container of his feelings with desire for Persephone.

Under Hades' brutal suppression, the giant snake quickly shrunk, and finally turned back into the obedient stone snake, and returned to the ankle of the statue of Persephone.

After relaxing his muscles and bones, the god let go of his fist expressionlessly, and hid most of his violent desires in the snake, leaving only his gentle and cherished emotions behind Hades, who was finally able to ensure that he would not lose control.

He glanced at the mural, and the color was wiped off by the snake's body.Pluto, who was suffering from obsessive-compulsive disorder, immediately took out the paint and filled it up carefully.

After repairing the wall, Hades returned to the corridor, and when he walked to the door, he couldn't help looking sideways into the house.

Most of the pine oil was burned, and the light of the fire became dim, and the whole room was covered with a layer of hazy and comfortable light yellow.

Under the long blanket, Persephone couldn't see most of her face.Only a head of long hair full of flowers was scattered on the bed and fell on the edge of the bed, flowing like a waterfall of flowers on the gold.

Hades endured and endured, feeling that he could not bear even a stone, so he simply gave up and turned into a black mist, and secretly sat by the bed.

If he couldn't bear it once, he couldn't bear it two, he sat sideways and looked at her for a long time in silence, after confirming that she was in a deep sleep, he stretched out his hand and gently stroked her hair.

Huahua became happy, and kissed his fingertips, even the ears of wheat swayed golden.

Hades felt that he was going to beat the giant snake again, otherwise he would explode again if he held back like this.

While thinking, he lowered his head to kiss her flowers, but suddenly noticed that her eyelashes fluttered twice, and without giving anyone time to react, her closed eyes swung open.

Persephone stared and froze for a few seconds before turning her eyes in doubt.

Did you see Hades just now?

But she was the only one lying on the bed. It seemed that Hades was very reputable in her words.

It is estimated that the nightmare just now made her hallucinate.

Persephone struggled to recall the dream just now, wondering if it was because her mind was not working well just after waking up, and her dream was scattered.

At first, she seemed to be sitting in a dark, wide space that could not see the edge, only an old voice accompanied her.

That voice chatted with her for a long time, and then I didn't know what to talk about, so I switched to farming.

"You let this land...be full of life...innumerable plants...I will let you go home..." Persephone couldn't remember what happened next.But the dreams are messy, and it's normal that they can't be spliced ​​together.

Maybe it was day and night dreams, that messy dream seemed to be that she had made a deal with someone, and that person agreed to send her home.

Persephone rolled over, some of her hair curled up to her cheek.She twitched the corners of her mouth helplessly, if she really couldn't escape, she could only dream and satisfy herself.

If there is such a deal, why is she still occupying someone else's bed in Hades.

Persephone only felt darkness in front of her eyes, darkness?

The long yellowish hair is like a fertile field, full of colorful wild flowers.A small black flower of unknown species, like a lame duck falling into a flock of swans, firmly mixed in.

Persephone stared at the black flower speechlessly, her hair must have started to be poisoned.It doesn't matter if the hair color changes back and forth, and it doesn't matter if it blooms and bears fruit, but it's terrible if the flowers turn black.

She thought of Nemesis's hair, that hideous head of black snakes.Could it be that after living in Hades for a long time, the hair will mutate into that kind of poisonous look?

Persephone grabbed the dark flower with an ugly face and threw it out of the bed. She blew her hands in disgust and said she must remember to wash her hair tomorrow.

The little black flower that fell under the bed: "..."

After throwing away the flowers, Persephone checked her hair carefully, and finally felt relieved after making sure that there were no more black flowers.

Maybe she woke up after sleeping for a while, but she didn't feel sleepy.Couldn't help turning over, staring at Hokage for a while, then turning around a few times in boredom.After wrapping herself in a blanket and turning into a spring roll, she realized that her hair was rolling from the head of the bed to the end of the bed, and her hair was falling along the edge of the bed.

There was eerily quiet beyond the half-open door.

If it wasn't for not feeling cold, Persephone would have thought Hades wasn't there.Is she going to let Hades sleep in the corridor in the future?

Persephone looked at the half-open door, maybe because the night was too deep and too quiet, some kind of ant bite deep in her heart was finally too obvious to ignore.

It was a kind of emotion that she didn't dare to think deeply about, and it was even strange.

Persephone couldn't laugh at all, reason is really powerless in the face of out-of-control sensibility.She could only cover her face with a blanket, pretending that she hadn't woken up, so she didn't notice the throbbing that she didn't dare to analyze.

Hades didn't realize the sudden sadness that came from late at night.

He put all his energy into climbing, using a deformed form he was not familiar with, stretched out two thin petals, grabbed a small strand of long hair, and returned to Persephone's bed at a slow speed.

Hades used the split room as a bait to make Persephone feel more at ease with him, but he didn't plan to really sleep outside.

The empty corridors made him feel disgusted at first, and he finally understood why Zeus used all kinds of tricks on women.Accustomed to embracing the sleeping God with his lover, it is difficult to tolerate losing that warmth again.

Of course, he didn't understand that Zeus changed his partner at will.Even if there are various reasons for competing for theocracy, destroying the marriage system, and having more children.

He still couldn't imagine who else could occupy his bed besides Persephone.He wanted to hack anyone who dared to touch their bed.

Finally, after climbing onto the bed with flower petals as hands, Hades squeezed a bunch of lively and colorful flowers domineeringly, and jumped to her ear.He also pushed the ears of wheat away, and forced them to bloom at the place closest to her face.

A strange black flower, like an ominous thing condensed from venom, is a bit cute and soft, occupying the position of the temples.

Persephone suffocated in the blanket to the point of discomfort, poked her head out again, and saw half of the black flowers next to her ear in a blink of an eye.

"..."

She is really going to mutate, why are there so many black flowers?

Again, vigorously, Persephone grabbed the flower and threw it hard.Then she frowned worriedly and checked her hair for the second time. The flower was so thick that she panicked just looking at it.

The deformed black flower lying on the ground: "..."

Why did she not want to love him when he turned into a beautiful flower?If you don't want to throw other flowers, just throw him.