Has the heartthrob villain collapsed today?

Apollo's tone is gentle and gentle. This personable sun god has extremely bright and clear blue eyes, and his pupils are as clear as a pool of quiet gurgling water. He is sunny and funny, and it is easy for people to let go of him. Be alert and feel good about it.

At this moment, although his face looked very gentle and calm, Apollo was actually a little nervous after saying the invitation, and he was afraid that what was waiting would be Eris' rejection.

"You want me to live in your palace?" Fu Zhenhong asked him.

Apollo nodded, with a slight arc on the corner of his lips, but Eris did not reject him directly.

Apollo felt very happy, and his tone became more gentle, "Eris, I hope you have a wonderful second half of the night."

His deliberately lowered pure voice is like the lowest magnetic string on a seven-stringed lyre, and when it comes slowly and penetrates the eardrum, there is a deep and elegant warmth.

If the beautiful muses heard such a voice, they would have blushed a long time ago, but Apollo faced Eris, who had always been indifferent.

"If I go to your palace, where will you sleep?"

Mount Olympus is the most extensive and huge mountain range in the Greek world. Every god here, whether it is a low-ranking god or a high-ranking god, has his own palace. The only difference is probably the palace. The size and the degree of splendor are different.

But it is precisely because every god has a palace, the gods of Mount Olympus never deliberately prepare an extra room in their palace for entertaining guests and resting.

Fu Zhenhong's words made Apollo's ears red. His bed was big enough to accommodate three strong men, but it was impossible for him to say that they could sleep together.

"I could sleep in a sun chariot."

As soon as Apollo finished speaking, another male voice came from behind him, it was Dionysus, the god of wine...

"Eris, my dear Eris, you can also come to my palace." The young man who was always full of joy wore a beautiful wreath made of ivy on his head and held a scepter of wine to deal with Zhenhong enthusiastically. Invitation: "Come to my palace, I brew the sweetest and most fragrant wine, mellow but not intoxicating, a few sips will make you sleep peacefully, Eris."

Apollo was faintly displeased with Dionysus's attempt to cut off his husband, "Eris, my palace is closer to here."

Dionysus raised his eyebrows and said not to be outdone: "The distance doesn't mean anything, the sweet wine should not be let down, dear Eris, I sincerely hope you can come to my palace , Come and taste the unique wine I specially prepared for you."

Apollo glanced at Dionysus, he moved his thin lips, and was about to speak, but was interrupted by another arrogant voice.

"It's so lively?" The magnetic and mellow voice, with a little bloody air of violence and killing, is Ares, the god of war.

Like Apollo and Dionysus, Ares also came from the sudden appearance of lightning and thunder in the sky representing the anger of the god-king.

However, this God of Slaughter who never tires of fighting is not worried about Fu Zhenhong's safety like the Sun God and Dionysus, he is simply aroused by the militant factor in his body.

As the well-known god of battle in the entire God Realm, Ares has a unique physical function and a tall and powerful figure. He is agile, energetic, and tireless in battle.

But at the same time, it is also recognized throughout Mount Olympus... a catastrophe of intelligence.

Now, this wise catastrophe passed Dionysus and Apollo carelessly, and walked up to Fu Zhenhong with interest. He glanced at the collapsed palace with his dark eyes, and his eyes lit up. , said eagerly: "Eris, let's fight."

"Aris!"

Apollo and Dionysus shouted at the same time. After shouting, they glanced at each other, and then looked away tacitly.

But Ares, as if he didn't hear the shouts of the two people behind him, just stared straight at Fu Zhenhong, his eyes were bright and fierce, with an aggressive sharpness and a frightening bloodthirsty.

Ares is tall, even much taller than Adonis. Fu Zhenhong's body is not short in this world, but standing so opposite to Ares, she looks a little slender and petite.

"I really want to see if you are as powerful as the rumors say," Ares said while casually sweeping over Fu Zhenhong's bare arm. The delicate and smooth skin on this slender white arm made Ah Reiss paused for a moment, but he quickly withdrew his gaze, fixed his gaze on Fu Zhenhong's overly beautiful face, and said with some disdain: "You have slender arms and tender flesh, I can touch them with one hand. Can be crushed."

Ares was actually a little annoyed. At the wedding banquet between Peleus and Thetis, this guy left the banquet directly after he finished speaking, which made Ares feel very uncomfortable, so we meet again now, Ari Si's words were naturally more impolite, and the provocation in his tone was even more undisguised.

And because of his height, he lowered his head slightly when he said this, and waited condescendingly for Fu Zhenhong's answer with a very contemptuous attitude.

Fu Zhenhong frowned slightly.

Seeing this, Ares couldn't help snorting softly: "What? Could it be that I said..."

Before he could finish his sentence, the diamond-shaped hollow behind his knee was suddenly kicked with a force.

"Well..." Ares snorted, and this unexpected kick caused his knees to bend directly and kneel down.

No one thought that Fu Zhenhong would suddenly kick out, so fast, ruthless, and neat, both Apollo and Dionysus stared in a daze at the one-legged kneeling in front of Fu Zhenhong so abruptly Ares.

Eris' speed was too fast, almost in an instant, if it wasn't for Ares' posture at the moment, they even suspected that Eris hadn't made any movements at all.

Even Ares himself was a little unresponsive, and he didn't realize what happened until the dull pain and tingling in his back knee swept across his nerves in an instant.

Only the expression of Hermes who came out did not change much. After witnessing that Fu Zhenhong destroyed the palace without saying a word, and even whipped the Lord of the Gods, Hermes felt that his recognition of Eris You know, there has been a re-refresh.

"I don't like talking to arrogant people with my head up." Fu Zhenhong looked at Ares who was kneeling on one leg, and said unhurriedly, "I don't like others looking down on me arrogantly."

Ares' browbones sank, his entire face was completely dark, bloodthirsty killing intent and ferocity burst out from his eyes, he was about to stand up straight, but the next second he was hit by Fu Zhenhong's He froze in place due to his movements. To be precise, it would be more appropriate to be suppressed in place by Fu Zhenhong.

Fu Zhenhong leaned over slightly, hugged Ares' neck with both hands, and put her arms on both sides of Ares's shoulders. From the outsiders' eyes, this might look like an intimate hug.

But in fact, it was Fu Zhenhong who pressed Ares hard with her wrist to prevent him from getting up.

Under normal circumstances, Fu Zhenhong's strength is not as strong as Ares, but at this moment, Ares's back knee is still tingling and numb, and Fu Zhenhong's sudden approach makes the fighting The chest of the God of God was suddenly attached to his flexible waist. Ares's heart beat, and he missed the best time to get rid of the shackles in a panic.

Fu Zhenhong brought her lips to Ares's ear, and said slowly: "No one can stand above me in front of me."

His voice was obviously cold and clear, with the emptiness and chill that could not go away, but perhaps it was the warm and lingering breath from the cracks of his lips that sprayed on Ares's ears, so As for making Ares have the illusion of being bewitched and seduced.

The bases of his ears started to feel hot, and his body froze in place. His breath was full of the smell of this guy. It was faint, not strong, but unusually good, pouring into the back of Ares' heart. , Let his heartbeat also start to accelerate uncontrollably.

This is the first time Ares has such a strange reaction since he grew up. He advocates force and was born for fighting. He only likes war, killing and conquering. It can be said that he knows very little about love.

So at this moment, facing Fu Zhenhong's sudden approach, even though he was warning him with a cold tone and suppressing him with strong force, Ares did not follow the rebellious instinct of the past to resist. Very helpless and bewildered.

[Sure enough, little wolf dogs need some training. ]

Fu Zhenhong had already withdrawn his strength and let go of Ares' neck, but he didn't just let Ares go, but put his hand on Ares's blushing ears.

His hands were slightly cold, but Ares' ears were hot. When his fingertips touched Ares' auricles, the intertwining of cold and heat made Ares' ears tremble sensitively. .

Fu Zhenhong suddenly laughed, "Aris, are you trying to get my attention?"

Ares raised his brows and raised his voice, retorting: "What are you thinking? Not everyone wants to hang around you."

"Really..." Fu Zhenhong murmured in a low voice, then slowly stroked Ares's ear with her fingers.

His expression was indifferent and indifferent, even though he was doing such ambiguous and provocative actions, he didn't look erotic or gaudy at all.

Ares' heart was pounding by Fu Zhenhong's delicate and silky fingertips, and more and more weird feelings came to his heart.

Fu Zhenhong's cool and soft fingertips came to Ares' neck, and with a little force on her index finger, her nails drew a wound of about ten centimeters on the side of Ares' neck.

"Hiss... what are you doing!" Ares was in pain, and now he has completely recovered from his thoughts.

He frowned, covered the wound on the side of his neck, raised his eyes and glared at Fu Zhenhong.

Fu Zhenhong ignored him, but lowered her eyes to look at the blood stained on her fingertips.

Ares followed Fu Zhenhong's gaze and looked at his fingers.

Fu Zhenhong's fingers were slender and fair, with clear bones, and her fingertips were green and round, like flawless jade that had been carefully carved.

At this moment, the beautiful jade was stained with bright red blood, the gorgeous red with a touch of blood and the pure white like frost and snow intertwined, turning into some kind of charming temptation, so the blood also It became so sweet that people couldn't help but want to suck this finger, and then use the warm tip of the tongue to lick off the wet scarlet on the fingertip.

Except for Zeus who went to Hera not long after Ares arrived, the eyes of the remaining gods all fell on this glamorous temptation.

As for Ares, who was the closest to Fu Zhenhong, he fought hard on the tough battlefield and shed countless blood. He never thought that the blood flowing could be so... alluring.

Ares suddenly felt that his throat was a little dry, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down unconsciously.

Fu Zhenhong noticed the change in him, and the corners of her lips curled up slightly: "Want to taste it? Do you want to taste what your blood tastes like?"

Ares saw the slightly upward arc of Fu Zhen's red lips, but the extremely shallow arc revealed a seductive and depraved fatal attraction for no reason.The moonlight shone on him, and his hair, pupils, and robes were all the purest and richest black color, as if they had merged with the boundless and deep night.

"I..." Ares swallowed subconsciously, his lips moved.

The arc of the corners of Fu Zhen's red lips rose a little, and under the gaze of other gods, he stroked Ares's blood-stained fingers to Ares' slightly parted lips.

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Xiaohong is flirting!

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