You can't afford to hurt a man wearing an anti-theft badge

Amidst the lights and joss sticks, amidst the brilliant rain of anemones, pairs of noble youths wearing luxurious robes stepped onto the mirror-smooth marble floor of the hall.

This is the repertoire of Luperia Faun-the Masquerade Ball. After the sacrifice, the young nobles put on the masks they had prepared and danced in pairs. The costumes of the ancient Roman nobles were robes suitable for dancing. Clothes should have smooth lines without being overly grand, and should be able to fully highlight the natural beauty of the human body. Therefore, the thin layer of robes is usually soft in texture, and the waistline is well cut to naturally set off the slender waist and waist. The plump buttocks are not designed to completely wrap the legs, so that the attractive arc at the junction of the thigh muscles and the buttocks is faintly visible during the stride, and the proper covering and revealing are enough to make people feel more attracted to the beautiful clothes while admiring them. Attracted by the natural beauty of the human body.

Pairs of beautiful and sensual bare feet stepped on the marble floor, and men and women wearing all kinds of luxurious masks danced to the rhythm of drums and cheerful music. Saturday and Tata, which were supposed to be quiet as chickens in the background, They were also spotted by the priests of the temple, and they were driven out from behind. At the moment, they were standing among the attendants, trying to maintain a non-existent state as much as possible.

But this masquerade dance is really irritating. I don’t know if the nobles are more open after being covered, or they are born so open and good at dancing. Looking at the dancing nobles on Saturday, I can’t help but think, the ancient Romans The figure is really good, both men and women are very healthy and strong, the men's shoulders and back muscles are clearly outlined, and the women's arms protruding from the robe are also round like lotus root joints. This kind of picture, as if the murals handed down from generation to generation have become real, joyful The extravagant banquet becomes dynamic.

Tata noticed that Saturday was fascinated by watching, so she leaned on Saturday's ear and whispered, "Charon, although you are a little thinner, there are people who like you. Look, that nobleman is staring at you intently. looking at you."

Confused on Saturday, he looked in the direction indicated by Tata, only to see the mysterious man with the black and gold mask staring at him for a moment under the marble column entwined with irises.

There was a "click" in my heart on Saturday, why is this person lingering?He's already disguised, can this person still see who he is?

Saturday subconsciously hid back, but the man wearing the black gold mask came out from the crowd. The nobles could tell from his clothes that this man must have a very respectable status, so they stepped aside one after another, and the mysterious man went straight to the place. In the middle of the dance floor, he raised his pale hands and clapped them twice in the air.

Staring at the familiar hands on Saturday, he didn't need the mysterious man to show his face, he also knew who the slender body wrapped in heavy and expensive fabrics belonged to.

Sius.

Several thoughts flashed through Saturday's mind. Did Sius see through his identity?What on earth is Sius trying to do?Does Sius know where Chen Ke is?Theus... Did he hurt Chen Ke?

These thoughts made Saturday distracted, ignoring the changes in the entire temple after Sius clapped his hands.

When he realized that the tune of the melodious harp had changed, the original sacred music became strange and charming because of the trembling tail, the drums accelerated, and the dancing nobles scattered in the field, and the expensive silk and gold buckles were torn apart It fell all over the place.

Several noble youths picked up their favorite lady and walked towards the dark corner of the temple behind the Roman pillars. The rest of the nobles in the field turned their attention to the slaves. A thick fragrance filled the air. It became dark and obscene under this layer of pink smoke.

Tata seemed a little scared. He secretly held Saturday's hand and whispered to him, "Fortunately, we are dressed as attendants... Last year's holy celebration was not like this..."

"Are you sure?" Saturday stared at Sius, who was walking towards this side through the crowd, even through the black gold mask, he couldn't stop his arrogant eyes that were bound to win, and held Tata's hand on Saturday , turned around and walked towards the apse, "Is there a door here that can be locked from the inside?"

"Ah, there is... a prayer room."

"where is it?"

"Are you going to the prayer room?" Tata led the way, "This way."

"Hurry up," urged Saturday.

The two walked and ran, walked through the long corridor, and came to the bottom of a stone staircase that went straight up and down. The stone staircase was set high on the ceiling, leading to a higher floor.

On Saturday, without saying a word, I grabbed the stone ladder and climbed up.

The heavy footsteps were getting closer and closer, and they had already circled the corner of the corridor and came towards them, and they could even hear the rustling of the robes being dragged on the ground.

"Come up quickly!" Saturday climbed to the top of the stone ladder, looked down and found that Tata was still in a daze, turned his head to look at the other side of the corridor, and in a hurry on Saturday, turned back to pull Tata.

Sieus was alone, approaching his prey unhurriedly, rather than tearing their flesh and blood at once and letting them die quickly, Sius preferred to play first, especially if he had a little interest in him prey.

If they were not interested but just "needed", he would directly ask his subordinates to wrap them in a thick woolen blanket and throw them on the bed in the bedroom, and then throw them to Vibia after venting.

But this little lamb was different, it was the prey that made his heart flutter when he saw it from a distance.

At this moment, even though the little lamb was wearing a guard's robe, its rough texture still couldn't conceal its attractive figure. His shoulders were a healthy light red, his neck was as soft as a swan, and when he hung down docilely, half of his black broken hair Landing on the edge of his face, when he bent down to pull the black slave, his slender and white arms were completely exposed. Although he didn't look muscular, it was surprisingly strong. With just a single effort, he pulled the black slave up a lot.

interesting.

There are two kinds of slaves around Sius, one is as delicate as a little figure carved in glass, and it will break when touched. Although it looks beautiful, it is not very enjoyable to use.The other kind, like this black slave, has a strong body, but looks a bit clumsy, which doesn't quite meet the tyrant's aesthetics.

And the little lamb he was desperately running away from obviously possessed both the delicate craftsmanship of glass and the powerful limbs of a brave man, so Sieus would surely be able to enjoy it for a while longer.

On Saturday, with all his strength, he pulled Tata up the stone ladder. Before he could stand still, he dragged him to the dark room ahead. He didn't know where to go. In short, it was the best thing to get out of Sieus' sight. good.

"The prayer room is over there!" Tata also sensed that the noble man wearing the black gold mask was not as gentle as he appeared on the surface, the eyes from the two holes in the black gold mask were evil and greedy , Tata has only seen such a look from one person, that is, Sieus, the tyrant of the Roman Empire. Few of his sleepers survived a month. Even so, there are still slaves scrambling to climb on his Bed, only hope to be honored for a while.

Tata staggered and dragged Saturday to the prayer room, and closed the stone door with a bang. A faint candle was burning in the room, and the orange-red light circle kept flickering, and the sound of beeping, beeping, burning could be heard. .

It was very quiet here, so quiet that the two could hear each other's breathing.

"This door... can't be opened from the outside." Tata said in a breathy voice, "Praying here... can be heard by the gods on Mount Ospirin..."

On Saturday, I glanced at the picture of Spring 2 Palaces on the wall, and thought to myself that I could pray for something.

Forget it, do as the locals do.

Close your eyes on Saturday and clasp your hands: the gods on Mount Ospirin bless him to find Chen Ke as soon as possible!

At this time, there were two knocks on the stone door.

"Little Lamb, are you in there?" A familiar voice came.

Gritting your teeth on Saturday, it's not this "Chen Ke". God, you have to figure it out, it's that good Chen Ke!

In this case, you can only pretend that there is no one inside.

Turning around on Saturday, he made a silent gesture with Tata, and Tata nodded to show that he knew.

"咚咚-"

"Little lamb, I know you're inside, don't be afraid, I just want to get to know you." The voice outside had an ambiguous smile, which made it extremely uncomfortable to listen to on Saturday. a feeling of.

There was a dead silence.

"Is there no one inside?" Sieus whispered to himself, and then fell silent.

Tata stared at the stone door nervously. After waiting for a long time, he didn't hear Sius leave, nor did he hear him continue knocking on the door. , put your ear to the door.

With a soft "click", the door was yanked open!

Tata turned out with the door, only heard a muffled groan, as if he was knocked out outside, and there was no more sound.

Saturday's heart tightened, and he grabbed the pointed silver candlestick on the stone table and hid it behind him.

A man in a black-gold robe stepped into the narrow prayer room, his pale palm stretched out from the wide sleeves embroidered with dark-gold patterns, and he supported the edge of the stone door.

Saturday's heart beat violently, and he stared at the familiar hand, hesitating for a moment.

The devil who is good at manipulating people's hearts easily captured the hesitation at this moment on Saturday, and like a succubus across the circle of candlelight, projected a tall black shadow on the opposite wall.

His palm touched the side of his dreaming neck, and the warm and soft touch was even more beautiful than he imagined: "Why did you run away?" Sius asked in a low voice, with a bit of postural resentment in his words.

Saturday's chest heaved, and the palm of his hand holding the silver candlestick was sweating. He found that he couldn't lift the candlestick up and attack the tyrant in front of him.

Because Sius and Chen Ke have exactly the same appearance?

Yes.

It was unimaginable on Saturday that Chen Ke fell down with blood all over his face, that was too terrifying.

The next moment, Sius choked him by the throat, and quickly pulled away the weapon in his hand with the other hand, hitting the wall with a "boom", and then bounced to the ground. The hard and cold leather in the black-gold robe The armor clung to Saturday's body, pinning him against the wall.

"If you will only open your heart to me when you hear that sentence, then I say, I love you, my little lamb." Sius pinched the edge of the white mask with his hand, and the two people who were close at hand Being able to clearly see each other's pupils, but hiding his own face and identity, the unpredictable distance is like an abyss, with deadly danger and the resulting attraction, Sius has already guessed countless possibilities, with this A person with a flexible and beautiful body, what kind of lovely face should he have? Is it as bright and holy as a Greek princess, or as charming and affectionate as Cleopatra? No, no, he is a young slave from the East after all. Waiting for the silk, presumably the face also has the unique grace and charm of the oriental——

Feeling a chill on his face on Saturday, the mask was lifted by Sius.

Sius' gaze was dull for a moment.

It's now!

Saturday bent his knees and gave the man a savage punch in the lower abdomen.