Dressed as the pharaoh's favorite

a few days later.

The Royal Palace in the ancient city of Memphis.

The incense in the palace curls up, elegant and delicate.

Wen Ruo murmured twice in her sleep, and turned over unconsciously. She didn't know how long she had slept like this. She just felt numb and sore under her body. She just wanted to change the way of sleeping. She moved her hands unconsciously, the soft and soft touch Comfortable as a sponge, he suddenly opened his eyes.

I was sitting on a large ivory bed, surrounded by hanging curtains and light veils, and the fragrance of roses was not far from the bed.

The room is large and luxuriously decorated.

His mind froze for a moment.

He vaguely remembered that he slammed into Mossack fiercely at the end, and then seemed to be attacked by a backhand and fell into endless darkness...

Wen Ruo looked at the lingering smoke wafting from the incense burner, lifted the quilt and got up, turned around in the existing space, and looked down to find that the original clothes on her body had been replaced with a light yellow gauze robe, which was loose and comfortable .

He frowned.

Where did I go?

Stepping down barefoot, the chill from the cold marble floor made him shiver.

I won't die, will I?

in heaven?

Thinking of this, he walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows, through the glass, the beautiful world outside the window, in the distance he could see a slender river running from north to south, occasionally a few water birds skipped across the river, surrounded by a row of uneven brick houses Next to a row, the lights are flickering, the trees are tall and dense, the real scene.

However, I didn't jump as I imagined. Since it's not heaven, what's going on here?

not....

Already in Egypt?

Thinking of this, Wen Ruo felt cold again.

Then, his upper body was embraced by someone, and he fell lightly into an embrace filled with incense.

"Are you awake?" There was a nice and familiar voice, full of affection.

Wen Ruo turned around to meet the long and narrow eyes with pale green pupils, and before she had time to think, her body was turned over and her cheek was pressed against the man's chest, listening to the strong heartbeat, it seemed that the uneasiness in her heart would be instantly quiet.

"Don't you want to jump out of the window to find me?" With a teasing voice, Ramses gently stroked his face, knowing that the man under him was not thinking about him.

Seeing the man's sharp and handsome face, Wen Ruo pushed the person on him away like a spring, stepped back a few steps and looked at him cautiously with apprehensive eyes.

Ramses was not angry when he was pushed back a step. After he stood still, he still smiled and looked at Wen Ruo with piercing eyes: "I'm afraid it's... impossible if you want to keep a distance from me here. ?” It wasn’t a wrong choice for the foreign young man to bring him back to the palace.

On the barren road that day, he rushed over without hesitation to scuffle with generals like Mossack for the sake of some irrelevant people. He was really brave.

It was interesting to see his slender body shrinking carefully under the clothes like a frightened bird.

"Are you afraid?" Ramses vomited leisurely.

Wen Ruo didn't answer, and took two steps back. His whole body was tense now, watching the reaction of the man in front of him for a moment, afraid that he was doing something out of the ordinary.

"Now you know you're afraid of me?...Is it too late?" Ramses stepped forward, his eyes fixed on him.

Wen Ruo held back his composure: "What are you doing?"

Hearing this, the man stopped a meter away from him, and raised his eyebrows: "Be my servant, don't betray."

With a condescending voice, Ramses looked straight at Wen Ruo with fiery eyes.

Wen Ruo sighed in her heart, who is this?

The 21st century advocates that everyone is equal, but this arrogant man actually let him be his servant?

How could he, a decent young man in his 20s who had accomplished his studies, be willing to be a man's servant?The feeling of insult arises spontaneously.

Wen Ruo refused almost without thinking: "No, I want to leave here."

Oh! ! !

Don't want to?

Ramses' smiling eyes suddenly darkened.

"The whole of Egypt will be mine. Do you think you have the right to resist?" After a pause, "Besides, you are just a captive from the dead city." It was an opportunity that so many people dreamed of. This young man didn't know how to be grateful and even looked reluctant. He was afraid that he didn't understand the back and forth.

Ramses watched his pale green eyes glow dangerously.

Wen Ruo suddenly remembered the situation when the man forced him that day, and was taken aback. Did he want to be his servant and serve him every day?

Thinking of this, Wen Ruo became more determined: "No."

After waiting so long, this man is still so ignorant, Ramses' patience will be completely worn out.

Striding over to touch his cheek with almost zero distance, spraying light breath on Wen Ruo's face: "I'll give you another chance and say you're willing."

The surrounding atmosphere was too treacherous, dangerous and ambiguous, Wen Ruo was a little flustered, subconsciously he had to stop talking and keep a distance from the man.

Unexpectedly, in the next second, the other party impatiently grabbed him by the back of his neck, and pulled him towards him with all his strength, his lips parted slightly!Seeing the soft fragrance of those two petals, Ramses took the next best thing and took the initiative.

It's been a long time since I kissed him, and this familiar feeling made him addicted.

The tingling sensation from the lips spread to the whole body in an instant, Wen Ruo's heartbeat was like a wild horse about to jump out of his throat, and when he realized it, he had to push it away vigorously, but Ramses didn't give him this chance at all, and pressed his hand with one hand. The head wrapped around his waist with one hand, tossing and turning deepened the kiss.

No matter how much Wen Ruo resisted, he couldn't escape the deeper kiss. In the end, he looked at the man and closed his eyes hard.

"Oh!" a painful voice said.

Ramses let go of him, covered the corner of his lips, and saw the orangutan on his hand!Red, damn it.

This other party dared to bite him?

Angry, he slapped Wen Ruo's face almost without hesitation.

Wen Ruo became dizzy and tinnitus from the beating, his skin was numb, and five finger marks suddenly appeared on his face, causing burning pain.

The two entangled for a while in the incense room. In the end, Ramses, who possessed overwhelming strength, gained the upper hand and successfully subdued him.

(...Harmony!) Wen Ruo was so startled that he kicked and kicked his limbs, the other party's eyes were dim, and the young man looked into his eyes with a flirtatious look in a panic.

The messy black hair, lean waist, everything is so impactful.

It's strange that my body already has the most primitive honesty.

Facing such a flat body, his facial features are not considered exquisite.

After watching for a while, he decided to respect his heart.

"Don't..." Seeing what the man above was going to do, Wen Ruo hurriedly refuted it loudly.

It's a pity that his words are not worth mentioning to Ramses, the superior.

When he was about to succeed, tears flowed from the corners of the stubborn and unyielding eyes of the people under him.

Ramses stopped suddenly.

He cried?

Gee!

This look of being bullied to the extreme with anger and helplessness is actually very vivid.

Seeing it, he felt even more unbearable, but in the end, he just raised his hand to hold the teardrop in his palm, looked at it for a while, and let him go.

Forget it, let him go this time, let's talk about it later, I am not an impatient person.

It's strange that I have softened my heart.

Seeing the tears flowing from the eyes of this strange man, I felt an unbearable strange feeling.

Ramses didn't delve into it, and his thoughts on that aspect have been completely dispelled by this sudden incident.

But let him go, some things just—

"What's your name?"

After making up his mind, he still stroked him with his hand, and the trembling feeling clearly spread into his palm.

Seeing that he suddenly stopped, Wen Ruo looked at him for a while.

Seeing that he was silent, Ramses stretched out his hand and squeezed him hard. Wen Ruo was frightened immediately: "Wen... Ruo..."

Wen Ruo?

Weird name, nobody in Egypt has a name of this style yet.

But it's not hard to hear.

Ramses rolled his eyes.

He wanted to take advantage of the momentum to make the stubborn man crawl under his feet and become his slave.

However, thinking about it, he shook his head again.

Forget it.

He has plenty of time, and he wants Wen Ruo to kneel at his feet willingly and call him his master.

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PS: It shouldn’t be a problem now, it’s all changed to bald skin~ I can’t clear it anymore~~