Me and my Apollo husband

Zhou Meng originally thought that the car of a figure like Joyce must be at least tens of millions of luxury cars, but he didn't expect it to be a scrap metal from the 80s of the last century.Forget it, rich people like to pretend to be aggressive, but they can't keep it together. This car is still made of some antique parts.

But what the hell is going to xxx street food with a discount when you hold a VIP card? ? ?

Are those outside rumors all false?Joyce is not that rich?Or some noble son with servants in a mansion?

The car shook, one up, one down, one left, one right.

Bang, hit the electric pole.

"Uh, I'm sorry, I just applied for the driving school last week." Joyce said apologetically, and then Zhou Meng's eyes were probably too disgusting. He explained gently: "When the driver's license comes down, I'll buy a better one." car, hehe."

Zhou Meng took a deep breath, and looked sideways at the handsome man next to him.

"Cough." Handsome's voice was uncomfortable, and he was fidgeting under his buttocks, looking very embarrassed.

Perhaps Zhou Meng's eyes were too lethal, and if he didn't say anything, it seemed that even handsome would be lowered.

"Well... There are many people in this world who have already left the stage of using luxury cars to pretend to be aggressive." After a moment of silence, Yingjun suddenly said so faintly.

Zhou Meng looked at him strangely.

Yingjun said: "Especially for someone like him, he probably thinks it's vulgar."

"Oh! Yo!" The car forgot to step on the brake at the red light intersection, and rushed across the 50-meter-long road in one breath.

"Then what do they use to pretend?" Zhou Meng felt that his teeth were leaking, and he thought that he probably got on the death car tonight.

"Well, for example, although he drives an ordinary car worth 30 to [-] yuan, his private cruise ship is parked on a suburban lake [-] miles away from here. For example, there is another car he owns in the back garden of his villa. A new type of aircraft made by myself." The handsome man is still pretending to be serious: "People who are really cool don't pretend to be cool, understand?"

Zhou Meng held onto the handrail tightly with his hand, "How do you know?"

Handsomely raised his hand and wiped his hair from the forehead to the back of his head, "Because that's the kind of person I am."

Zhou Meng looked at him blankly, and reached out to shave his handsome hair back.

Handsome and expressionless.

The car rushed to the high speed, the yardage soared, and finally a police car blew its horn behind it.

Handsome suddenly pulled Zhou Meng over and held him tightly in his arms.Zhou Meng was very nervous by him, his heart was jumping into his throat, and his palms were sweating while holding his handsome clothes.

Both of them kept their mouths tightly shut, for fear that their last farewell would be their last farewell.

At this moment, Zhou Meng finally remembered the Joyce information he saw on the forum that day: "Speeding gangsters, driving without a license, street killers, men who are regarded as the 'number one dangerous person'." ——From the xxxx police station.

However, this man named Joyce Maria was chanting affectionately in bel canto: "Oh~~! Police~~~? No~~~! You evil devils~~~!! I want On behalf of Apollo, you will all, all, be wiped out~~~~!!"

Handsome wiped his face fiercely, and tightened his arms around his wife, as if he was about to jump off the car at any moment.Zhou Meng was completely frightened by the crazy speed of the car or the crazy Joyce. He just hugged the handsome and strong waist, put his ears on the handsome belly, and talked to himself: Hey, handsome I haven't been exercising recently, my stomach is getting fatter.

Screeching sirens pierced the night sky and flew loudly behind them.

I don't know how tragic the war has been, but when the car finally stopped, they were already in a remote and quiet woods.

Zhou Meng got down from the dilapidated old car top-heavy, and there seemed to be some parts of the car with him.

The fresh air came oncoming, Zhou Meng walked a few steps quickly, and suddenly vomited violently while clutching his waist.There was no other way, the hurricane all the way made Zhou Meng, who was already so empty, almost vomited gall.

"……You are dead……"

Handsome's deep voice came faintly in the wind, but after a while, Zhou Meng heard that handsome came behind him, stroking his back.

"Come on, drink some water." Yingjun found a bottle of mineral water from somewhere, unscrewed it and gave it to Zhou Meng.

While Zhou Meng rinsed his mouth, he raised his eyes and looked around.

As mentioned earlier, this is a remote forest, or on a mountain, in short, the surrounding area is very quiet and open.

100 meters ahead, there is an old dilapidated castle.The walls are covered with ivy, and there are faint lights on the towering minarets.

"Dear guests, welcome to Maria Castle." Joyce stood in front of the castle like in an American horror movie, and said in a low voice.

In the dark night, his eyes seemed to reflect the cold gaze of a wolf.

"Because of some accidents, we couldn't go to the roadside stall to eat barbecue. Forgive me for taking my own opinion and you brought it back to my castle."

He gracefully turned his body sideways, stretched out his arms, and smiled: "May God bless you all to spend a wonderful night here."

The dumbfounded Zhou Meng yelled in his heart: Can I not go in! ! ! ! !

Zhou Meng walked up to Yingjun and took his finger.

Handsome looked back at him, showing a comforting smile, "Don't be afraid."

Zhou Meng raised his hand and slapped him on the back of the head.

Following Joyce, they entered the castle all the way.Although the outside looks like a ghost film, the inside is quite open and bright.

Especially after they took the old-fashioned elevator to the top floor, Zhou Meng felt a golden light in front of him. When he finally opened his eyes, he realized that it was the resplendent walls and the ubiquitous precious decorations in the room.

The huge long table is already filled with sumptuous food, an exotic girl in a long skirt with a bare chest and a young man in a suit and tie stand in each direction, and the girl puts silver wine glasses and cups plate and chopsticks.

Joyce invited them to sit down.

The young man in a suit stepped forward and opened a comfortable seat for them, with a respectful and modest demeanor.

The big-breasted beauties in palace maid outfits poured dark red wine for them, and their sweet smiles were irresistible.

Zhou Meng carefully sat down on the seat, because the handsome looks too indifferent, so he had to swipe the screen frantically in his heart.

Fuck!Is this Lao Tzu time-traveling?

There are servants!Sister, are you here for cosplay?Part-time summer job, right?The part-time job here pays quite a lot, right?Who are your introducers?Are you still recruiting?

Are these chopsticks really silver?Shouldn't it be plated?Try a bite?

No, in case it is poisonous.

Zhou Meng put the chopsticks back, and when he raised his head, he found Yingjun staring straight at him.

Get nervous all of a sudden, isn't it really poisonous?Is he going to poison me?This bitch, he wants to poison me and take away handsome!

Zhou Meng gave Yingjun a hard look, as if to say again: I will not let you adulterers and adulterers get what they want.

Handsome but bent his lips, revealing a charming smile.

At this time, Joyce seemed to have restored his noble and elegant aristocratic persona. He raised a glass of red wine with an elegant and charming posture.

"Dear guest, raise your glass and let's toast. To Apollo."

He said so.

Zhou Meng knows that foreigners like to congratulate "for the Lord" and "for the true life" when they drink, but what is "for the Apollo"?He has heard of Catholicism, Christianity, Buddhism, and Taoism, but he has never heard of Apollonism?Greek mythology has no religion, right?Don't the twelve main gods all live on a big mountain?

Seeing that Yingjun and Joyce were toasting, Zhou Meng also raised his glass to pretend.However, he just took a sip slightly.

Although he was very hungry, Zhou Meng didn't dare to eat too much.Coming to such a strange place suddenly, Zhou Meng was in a state of panic and felt uneasy about eating.

Zhou Meng wants to go back at night, but Joyce has already arranged a room for them, single.The room is very luxurious, resplendent and luxurious.

However, no matter how extravagant it is, Zhou Meng still can't get up.He didn't want to live here, but Yingjun didn't seem to think there was anything, and he readily accepted Joyce's suggestion.

After taking a shower, Zhou Meng wore the expensive pajamas prepared by his cosplay buddies. He walked around the room and leaned against the wall to listen for a while.

Of course he couldn't hear anything, the room seemed to have excellent sound insulation.

For a while, he and Yingjun had been living in the same room, suddenly sleeping alone in such a big bed, Zhou Meng was not used to it.Of course, he was more psychologically unstable, and always felt that this Joyce was weird.

Now he doesn't even know which room Yingjun lives in, and this castle is so strange, Zhou Mang feels very nervous.

He sat on the bed for a while, originally he wanted to wait, maybe Yingjun would come over.However, until midnight, there was no one in sight.

Zhou Meng finally fell asleep lying on the bed.

It may be that what happened tonight was so weird, he vaguely had a dream, which was strange and absurd.

His dream is an extremely lush and vast mountain range, where the scenery is magical and beautiful.Zhou Meng seemed to be transformed into a butterfly, flying over the rare grasses and the majestic and majestic temple.

There is a beautiful lake in the dream, the water fluctuates, reflecting the sun in the sky, making the whole forest covered with colorful rays of light.

A golden throne rose in the air in the woods, and a young man sat on it, singing with a harp in his arms.

The young man was handsome and handsome, with long, fragrant, slightly flowing hair that fell to his shoulders.His forehead is full and broad, smooth and white, and he looks shrewd and firm; his eyes are like blue water veins, seem to be intoxicated by thousands of stars, and his love is as deep as the sea; the corners of his lips are slightly curved, and his smile is serene and dignified.

On his head is a crown woven with strangely scented branches and leaves, and his clothing and accessories are extremely luxurious, as if he has exhausted the most extravagant treasures in the world; Beautiful music, while a sexy and seductive voice sings wonderful ballads.

Swans flew by his side, butterflies swam under his feet.A group of tall men and women in luxurious clothes stood on the grass, they worshiped him, they kissed the soil and fragrance under his feet, and they sang a moving movement under his command.

Among them was a man with long black hair, deep black eyes, and an elegant and contoured face.

He was pushed and shoved to the front row by everyone, his cold face was unexpectedly flushed, he knelt down and prostrated himself on the grass, accepting the blessing from the handsome god on the throne.

"What do you want?" the god asked.

"I don't want anything for the rest of my life, but I wish to spend a good night with my God."

The priests and priests looked at each other, it was no joke to offend the gods.

But God said: "Okay, I will give you one night. But I have a bad memory. When you see me next time, remember to remind me..."

You have to remember to remind me...

Zhou Meng trembled all over and woke up.The wonderful and absurd dream faded away like the tide the moment he opened his eyes.

It seemed to be raining outside, Zhou Meng got out of bed, stepped on the blanket on the ground with his bare feet and came to the window.

From here, the environment outside the castle is also very scary.

In the fleeting moment of lightning, the trees in the forest seemed to have turned into weird shapes.

Pulling the heavy curtains, Zhou Meng went back to bed and lay down, but still restless.Because of this castle, but also because of that dream.Although it was absurd, he clearly saw that the person who prayed for a good night with the gods was Joyce Maria.

And the face of the gods...

Zhou Meng's memory is blurred.

Zhou Meng took out his mobile phone and flipped through it casually. He suddenly wanted to send a text message to Yingjun.A thunder and lightning struck, and Zhou Meng rolled off the bed.

"Zhou gangster!"

Suddenly the door was kicked open with a bang, and handsome rushed in in pajamas with a panicked expression on his face.

The people on the ground lay there without moving, and the handsome voice changed in fright.He carefully picked up Zhou Meng and turned over——

Zhou Meng opened his eyes and looked at him in surprise.

"Zhou Meng, are you okay?" The handsome hands were shaking, and he touched Zhou Meng's body with trembling hands. Seeing that Zhou Meng was really intact, he raised his head and stared blankly. Zhou Meng's nose was sore, and tears welled up in his eyes.

"I thought you were struck by lightning... woo woo..."

Zhou Meng opened his mouth, "I just accidentally fell off the bed..."

Yingjun continued to complain: "Then why did you lie there just now and didn't move? Do you know that I was scared to death by you?"

Zhou Meng sat up, "That's why you kicked open the door suddenly, I don't know who it is."

In fact, he was just lying on the edge of the bed, when a thunderbolt suddenly struck him, he was a little frightened, and then fell down.

Then he heard a loud bang when the door was kicked open, mixed with the fierce thunder and lightning outside, that was what scared him.

"I don't care if you scare me, you have to be responsible..." Handsome hugged him tightly, his huge body trembling with tears.

"Okay, okay, it's okay..." Zhou Meng patted him on the shoulder, comforting him helplessly, but the corners of his mouth raised up uncontrollably.

The author has something to say:

Handsome: You scare me and lose money!No, it's compensation!