Has the heartthrob villain collapsed today?

The knocking on the door was very heavy, without rhythm or law. It can be seen that the person who made this sound is usually an extremely casual and wanton master.

The god who came first, is Ares...

"Come in."

As soon as Fu Zhenhong finished speaking, the door was pushed open by a force.

The tall and strong God of War strode in, turned the corner, and said excitedly: "Eris, let's have a good comparison..."

Before finishing the last word, Ares suddenly stopped talking. He stared blankly at Fu Zhenhong, who was wearing a fancy dress and exquisite accessories, and was overwhelmed by this stunning and powerful appearance. I was stunned in place.

Ares was tall, and because Fu Zhenhong was sitting this time, the difference in sight between the two was quite large.

Due to the angle, Ares could clearly see Fu Zhenhong's white and smooth forehead, deep black eyes, and delicate bridge of nose, and the lips, neck, and collarbone underneath were also reflected together. into the eyes.

Ares has always thought that men should have the strongest and most majestic body, with bronze skin wrapped in strong and tight muscles, but at this moment he discovered that the original flawless white can also be so charming.

These exquisite jewelry have colorful and bright colors, making Fu Zhenhong's skin fairer and fairer, giving Ares the illusion that as long as he exerts a little force, he may fall on the fragile moonlight. Leaves bruises and red marks.

Ares felt as if he had been bewitched, and he couldn't move his eyes. It wasn't until Fu Zhenhong frowned slightly that he suddenly realized that he had just stared at Eris for tens of seconds.

He looked at the slightly twisted eyebrows, and suddenly remembered that this guy said he didn't like to be looked down upon, so in the next second, his body was already sitting on the stool before he realized it.

After sitting down, Ares looked at Fu Zhenhong with a slight smile in his eyes, and realized that his behavior was not in line with his usual arrogant attitude.

He moved his lips, wanting to explain, but felt that the more he explained at this time, the more deliberately he would appear, so he simply said nothing.

Ares was silent, and Fu Zhenhong was silent, just looking at Ares.

Ares has extremely handsome and sharp facial features, deep and tough facial contours, sharp and bright eyes.He is rebellious, agile, and reckless, and he can be regarded as the most comfortable god on Mount Olympus.

He admires force so much, and likes fighting gods on the battlefield. From a certain point of view, it is indeed unexpectedly straightforward and simple.

Ares was inexplicably flustered by Fu Zhenhong's look. This feeling of being out of control was extremely weird. He frowned, and finally broke the silence first, and blurted out, "You bastard, what are you doing staring at me?" ?”

Fu Zhenhong smiled slightly: "Suddenly realized that you are kind of cute."

"But...cute?" Ares was startled, his eyes widened, and the base of his ears blushed instantly: "Are you kidding me!"

"No kidding."

The last voice, Fu Zhenhong, deliberately raised his tone, and he slightly pursed his beautifully curved lips. The curved and shallow curves seemed to be careless and casual banter, but also seemed to be frivolous and seductive.

Ares should be annoyed that Eris used feminine words like cute to describe him, but rather than anger, the emotion that arose in his heart was more shame, which was... so strange.

Isn't the guy here in Eris aloof, always looking cold and not paying attention to anyone?

How could he say such a thing!

Ares's thoughts became a little confused, as if confirming, he subconsciously glanced at Fu Zhenhong's eyes.

Every inch and every frame of Fu Zhenhong's facial features seemed to have been meticulously carved. Feeling Ares' sneak peek, Fu Zhenhong's thick black eyelashes drooped slightly, and the ends of her eyes were smudged Passionate.

"Am I good-looking?" Fu Zhenhong asked him.

Ares blushed for a moment, and the hotness protruding from the tips of his ears became more and more obvious.

"Eris, your brain is broken?" Ares was flustered, and he was a little overwhelmed by such Eris, and he didn't know how to deal with it.

Fu Zhenhong rested her chin on one hand, looked at Ares who was at a loss, and teased: "What are you nervous about?"

"I'm nervous?" Ares frowned instantly, blushing and retorting loudly: "I'm nervous? Eris, don't think you have figured out other people's thoughts!"

Fu Zhenhong took a sip from the wine glass on the table, and asked calmly, "So why did you come to me?"

Ares groaned.

After being reminded by Fu Zhenhong, Ares remembered his business here: "Eris, let's fight." He clenched his hands into fists, and before the heat on his face faded, he extended the invitation with great interest.

Fu Zhenhong raised her eyelids: "Why should I fight you?"

Ares snorted softly, raised his jaw slightly, and said with a hint of mockery in his tone: "You are not afraid, are you?"

"The aggressive method is useless to me." Fu Zhenhong tapped the white jade table with her index finger, "But it's not that I can't compare with you."

Ares' eyes lit up, and he took out the bronze spear he carried with him: "Then let's go out and compare now."

Fu Zhenhong glanced at the weapon in Ares' hands. The copper spear was sharp and sharp, exuding awe-inspiring blood and chill. He then glanced at the high-spirited Ares and sneered: "Put away your weapons, we Change it up."

"Another one?" Ares frowned suspiciously.

Fu Zhenhong smiled without saying a word, got up and walked to the desk, picked up the thickest rice paper placed on it, tore it into three flat parts, and wrote the three characters one, two, and three on it.

He put the rice paper with three numbers on it face up on the table, and then said to Ares: "Let's draw a number. If the number you draw is bigger than mine, then I will go out and play with you." field, if you draw a lower number than me..." Fu Zhenhong paused.

Ares asked, "How are you doing?"

Fu Zhenhong said playfully, "Then you take off your clothes."

"Undress?" Ares was startled, he suspected that he had heard wrong.

Fu Zhenhong continued to tease him: "The number I drew is one difference from the number you drew, then you will take off one piece, and if the difference is two, you will take off two pieces."

Now Ares understood it completely, and the blush that had just faded from his handsome face permeated up again. Facing Fu Zhenhong's half-smile eyes, Ares' heart suddenly beat violently , the whole person has a kind of hot dryness.

Fu Zhenhong ordered the neatly arranged rice paper on the table, and turned her head to look at Ares: "Don't dare to come?"

"Come on." Ares said heartbroken.

"I'll smoke first." After Ares finished speaking, he directly chose the one in the middle. He flipped through it, and the word 'one' made his face sink instantly.

"It seems that you are going to take off your clothes," Fu Zhenhong said teasingly, "So is it one or two..." He flipped open the one on the far right as he spoke, "Eh... yes Two." Fu Zhenhong pushed the rice paper with the number three on it in front of Ares.

Ares gritted his teeth, annoyed and inexplicably dry at the same time.

"Take it off."

Ares didn't move.

Fu Zhenhong raised her eyebrows, suppressed her smile, and pretended to be serious, "Can't afford to lose?"

Ares snorted coldly, stood up with a blushing face, and took off his upper robe neatly.

Ares has a dignified body, a broad chest, and extremely smooth and tough muscles.

After taking off his shirt, his bronze skin made him look like a wild masculine charm, with well-defined abdominal muscles, and under his slightly undulating breathing, he was full of flamboyant power and strong explosive power.

[Xiaohong, I am blushing, this kind of male dog's waist is shaking like hell! ]

[You can shut up. ]

Fu Zhenhong was keenly aware of Ares' tense muscles under his sight. It was rare for him not to care about Ares' looking down. Instead, he raised his eyelids and looked up at Ares. The lower jaw moves down slowly.

Ares only felt that this guy's eyes seemed to be burning with flames, otherwise, wherever his eyes moved, Ares seemed to be on fire.

When Fu Zhenhong's gaze moved to the position of his Adam's apple, Ares seemed to be placed on a fire. He subconsciously rolled his Adam's apple and swallowed, as if he wanted to relieve the thirst and thirst in his throat. Dry.

Ares has always been wild and unruly. At this moment, under Fu Zhenhong's eyes, there is a feeling that he has nowhere to hide, especially the lower Fu Zhenhong's eyes move down, the more tense and uncomfortable he becomes.Until Fu Zhenhong's gaze rested on Ares' waist and abdomen, something seemed to explode in Ares's mind, and a wave of heat quickly gathered in his body.

Fu Zhenhong smiled lowly, endless temptation flowed from her delicate and beautiful phoenix eyes, "Why, let me take off the last one for you?" Her casual tone was full of banter and malice.

At this moment, Ares also realized that he was being teased. He clenched his hands into fists and stared at Fu Zhenhong's pupils as if spitting fire. His eyes were sharp and fierce, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Eris, don't go too far." !"

Although the voice was very ruthless, and the eyes were serious enough, but the upper body was naked and the face was flushed, but the deterrent that should have disappeared completely.

Fu Zhenhong blinked innocently, "Did I force you to do anything?"

So angry!

Ares felt that he had been humiliated, and was about to say something more, when Fu Zhenhong continued, "You have a good figure."

Ares felt hot all over his chest, obviously he should be annoyed, but deep down in his heart, there was a kind of faint joy because of these four words.

He snorted softly, a little proudly: "My figure is naturally smaller than yours..."

Before Ares finished speaking, Fu Zhenhong interrupted him suddenly: "Someone is here."

Ares paused, and heard footsteps getting closer.From the sound, he should be looking for this guy, Eris. He didn't close the door when he came in. Ares pursed his lips tightly, looked down at his bare chest, and touched his extremely hot face.

"Ares, do you think it will be..." Before Fu Zhenhong could say the last word 'who', Ares grabbed his robe and hid neatly in the shelter three meters away Behind the wardrobe made of mahogany.

Fu Zhenhong: "..."

"Eris, can I come in?" A magnetic and gentle voice sounded from outside the room, it was Apollo's voice.

Fu Zhenhong glanced at the closet, and couldn't help laughing out loud, this Ares is really interesting.

After he put away the rice paper on the table, he said, "Come in."

When Apollo stepped into the room and saw Fu Zhenhong wearing a costume for the ceremony, amazement and admiration suddenly appeared in his deep blue eyes.

However, when he thought that this gorgeous robe was worn by Eris and Hades as his partner tomorrow, the brilliance in those crystal clear eyes dimmed instantly.

He walked to Fu Zhenhong and sat down.

Fu Zhenhong noticed that Apollo's expression paused for a moment when he sat down.

Ares sat in this position not long ago. Although the stool made of white jade should not have residual heat, but with Apollo's keenness and vigilance, even if the underworld restricted his divine power, he may have faintly discovered a trace of it. Clue.

Apollo glanced at the wine glass placed on the table, and the shiny wine seemed to be illuminated by the halo of the dark moon to create colorful ripples.The mellow aroma of sake wafts into the air, and the sake in the cup is the most appropriate place to pour it.

Not passive.

Apollo pursed his lips, and stopped paying attention to these small details, but focused entirely on Fu Zhenhong.

"Eris, I know you were affected by the water of the Leth River." He started the topic first.

"En," Fu Zhenhong replied, without too much expression on her face.

Apollo observed Fu Zhenhong's expression, and for a moment was a little uncertain about Eris' attitude towards this matter.

He took out the small green leaf harmonica that he carried with him, and smiled slightly at Fu Zhenhong: "Eris, these days, I want to understand one thing."

Fu Zhenhong asked casually, "What's the matter?"

Apollo didn't answer right away. He lowered his long eyelashes and slowly stroked the small harmonica in his hand with his fingertips. After a while, he raised his eyes to look at Fu Zhenhong.

His eyes are blue like the deep sea, tolerant and deep, and the pupils that seem to reflect thousands of stars are full of Fu Zhenhong at the moment.

"I want to understand my feelings for you."