Cleopatra's younger brother

The gate of the palace was opened again, and the sound of footsteps could be heard. The palace of Ptolemy XIII seemed extremely lively today.

The arrival obviously disrupted the current rhythm.

Anthony turned his head to look, but Cleopatra VII, who was entangled with Ptolemy XIII, paused for a moment.

Familiar footsteps, familiar breath, Ptolemy XIII smiled.

Although they couldn't see the face of the person walking behind them, the three people in the temple knew who the person was. In Rome, except for Caesar, no one had such awe.

The light was still shining slightly, although the light was not very clear, but a discerning eye could still see at a glance what was happening now.

Caesar squinted his eyes, the dark night blocked the terrifying gaze in his eyes.

He seemed to come at a good time.

Without stopping, Caesar walked over step by step. Anthony glanced at him without the slightest panic. He picked up the clothes on the ground indifferently, and then wrapped them around his body indiscriminately.

It was very common for Roman nobles to exchange women, and this happened even more among soldiers. After all, there were so few resources that it was not enough if they were not shared.

But it was Caesar, which surprised Anthony a little. After all, since Caesar came back from Egypt, Anthony has never found that Caesar played with any man or woman.

He once wondered if something happened to Caesar in Egypt. After all, the rumor that Caesar "can't do it" has spread to Egypt.

Later, Anthony discovered that the rumors did not seem to be so credible. If Caesar couldn't do it, where did the child in Cleopatra VII's belly come from?

Although Caesar may also have such a scene with Cleopatra VII in order to take care of his own face.

However, based on Anthony's understanding of Caesar, he really couldn't do it with a green hat.After all, Caesar is still Caesar even without heirs, and that won't change anything.

If the child really belonged to Caesar, then Anthony would really like to congratulate him.

He has been by Caesar's side for so many years, and he has never seen Caesar willing to give them a child.

But since Cleopatra VII came to Rome, Anthony found himself thinking too much.

Caesar could hide it from others, but he couldn't hide it from himself, a veteran in love, that Caesar didn't like Cleopatra VII at all.

A man's love for a woman cannot be pretended.

This is why Anthony dared to attack Cleopatra VII.

Since Caesar doesn't care, it's okay for him to play by himself, otherwise such a stunner would be such a waste.

Ptolemy XIII and Cleopatra stopped, and Cleopatra didn't expect Caesar to come.

She was a little flustered at first, but when someone really stood in front of her, Cleopatra VII's desire to win was aroused again. So what if Caesar discovered it?

"Caesar." Cleopatra VII smiled and walked to his side, as if nothing happened.

Cleopatra VII looked up at Caesar. In the faint candlelight, Caesar's deep facial features looked even more charming.Cleopatra VII licked the corner of her already wet mouth, which was undoubtedly a tease.

"Want to join us?" Anthony also came over, he was not joking when he said this, such an intimate behavior in Anthony's heart would deepen their friendship.

Caesar's eyes darkened for a moment, and he turned to look at Anthony, "Together?"

Anthony nodded, "Together."

As he said that, he also took off the clothes under him, and stood naked in front of Caesar, the man's majestic posture was high-spirited.

Then his eyes stopped on Cleopatra VII, looking at the reddish purple grapes sucked by him.

Passing Cleopatra VII, Anthony glanced at Ptolemy XIII who was lying on the bed. Although Ptolemy XIII did nothing, his half-smile face was enough to drive Anthony crazy .

Cleopatra VII's eyes fell on Anthony's body unconsciously, and every desire in his body was clamoring.

She rubbed against Caesar's body, stretched out her feet, and stroked Caesar's calves.

At this moment, Cleopatra VII didn't notice Caesar's already clouded face and the eyes that were not on him.

Cleopatra VII suddenly lowered her body, and slowly held Little Caesar in her mouth through her clothes.

After a while, Caesar was as high-spirited as Anthony, and it was time to usher in a happy moment.

Cleopatra VII and Anthony were extremely excited. Compared to them, Caesar and Ptolemy XIII were expressionless, and they looked at each other.

Ptolemy XIII was also lazily putting on that mask, the same face, but in Caesar's heart he was another person.

Cleopatra VII got up and put her face against Caesar's chest, feeling the strong body.

"Caesar." She called, with obvious passion/desire in her words.

Seeing this scene, Anthony was even more excited. He had played this kind of multi-person "dinner party" with other people, but it was really the first time with Caesar.

Since Caesar chose Cleopatra VII, then Ptolemy XIII belongs to Anthony.

Anthony strode forward and took a few steps. The majesty under his body would amaze them no matter whether they were men or women.

He almost threw himself on Ptolemy XIII, "Baby, I'm here." Anthony said excitedly.

Before the words fell, the lights in the hall suddenly went out.

The eyes that had just adapted to the bright light felt a little uncomfortable facing the darkness for a while.

However, this did not delay the actions of Anthony's men.

The tender and smooth skin was already driving him crazy, Anthony didn't even have time to expand/expand, so he had to force his way in/in.

At this time, he was suddenly strangled by the neck.

That strong arm, there will be no one but Caesar.

Anthony was stunned for a moment, and although he laughed out loud, it just sounded so strange.

Anthony stood up suddenly, "Caesar, whoever goes up will get off."

Hearing this, Caesar felt his temples twitching. Anthony was already a smart/worm with a brain, and there was nothing else in his mind except fuck.

Caesar grabbed Cleopatra VII and threw her on the bed.

Not only did Cleopatra VII not yell, but she looked at the two strong men in front of her with a look of enjoyment. Of course, she did not forget Ptolemy XIII beside her.

It seems that they misunderstood what Caesar meant. Cleopatra VII had already seen the two people praise him and Ptolemy XIII on the spot.

Cleopatra VII turned her head away, the two were very close, and she could still see the face of Ptolemy XIII clearly in the dark.

That face was exactly the same as her own, with a nice curve at the corner of her mouth.

Cleopatra VII's heart seemed to stop beating. There is a kind of person who will be poisoned when he sees him, and addicted after tasting it once.

Under the watchful eyes of the two, Cleopatra VII took the initiative to get close to Ptolemy XIII. Her hand slowly stroked his lower body. Ptolemy XIII, confirmed to Cleopatra VII that there was a real man in front of her!

Cleopatra VII has never had such a burst of desire/desire from that moment.

Excited to scream, Cleopatra VII did the same.

Ptolemy XIII cooperatively blocked Cleopatra VII's waist, then turned over and pressed Cleopatra VII under him.

He raised Cleopatra VII's chin with his hand, and the dark night covered the light in his eyes.

Cleopatra VII was not satisfied, she hooked Ptolemy XIII with her legs. In this respect, Cleopatra VII prefers to take the initiative, even though she is a woman.

Turning up vigorously, Cleopatra VII sat on Ptolemy XIII again.

Ptolemy XIII smiled, he casually took a soft quilt from the side, and covered himself and Cleopatra VII inside.

Now Ptolemy XIII and Cleopatra VII really can't see each other.

When Cleopatra VII was in a daze, Ptolemy XIII gained the upper hand again, and he put Cleopatra VII under him again.

Although the current situation of the two is quite "intense" in the eyes of Caesar and Anthony, only the parties know that they are still fighting for status and have not entered the topic.

The scene in front of him greatly stimulated Anthony. Originally, he was not that interested in Caesar in front of him, but now that he is in trouble, he can't care so much.

Anthony didn't expect Caesar to be under him, at least he was comfortable serving Caesar, and he could bite him.

Thinking about it, Anthony suddenly became agitated. He really didn't know whether Caesar's oral work was good or not.

Anthony thought to himself, but didn't notice Caesar's increasingly gloomy face.

Of course, this gloom is not because of Anthony, but because of him on the bed.

Although this scene is what Caesar wants to see now, no matter what the reason is, after all, Ptolemy XIII made such a move, whether it is revenge or giving up on himself, it all shows his hatred or disappointment for Caesar.

But after waiting for this scene, Caesar felt as if he was being burned in his heart. He resisted the urge to kill. Sure enough, he overestimated his endurance and underestimated Tutankhamun's status in his heart.

Sure enough, the previous method is better, the confinement of pain and love.

It has been hidden from him for so many lives, and there will be no surprises in this life, Caesar thought in his heart.

The last life, this is the last life, this idea has been reverberating in Caesar's mind, and that strong willpower has gone through waves of shocks until it collapses.

"I'm not used to sharing with others." Caesar said such a sentence.

Anthony doesn't know how to look at Caesar at all, it's reached this level, Caesar said he won't play if he doesn't want to play? !

Caesar, however, completely ignored Antony's reaction.

He strode forward to the side of the bed, picked up the person on top, wrapped him in a quilt, and carried him on his shoulders,

"I will take Cleopatra VII, and Ptolemy XIII will leave it to you."

Anthony helplessly looked at his high spirits as if he had gone down, and looked at Caesar who was striding away.

Forget it, don't play if you don't play, although it's a bit of a disappointment, but when you think of Ptolemy XIII's monstrous face, just move your right hand a few times, little Anthony immediately becomes active.

Anthony lit the lamp on the table. When he was doing this, he liked to look at the other person's expression, which was delicious.

Especially Ptolemy XIII, who was so energetic, Anthony wanted to watch him cry hard by himself.

"Baby, I'm here." Anthony strode forward and rushed to the bedside impatiently.

The light shone on the man's face.

The whole hall suddenly fell silent.

"This..." Anthony was stunned for a moment. He supported the bed with one hand, then looked back at the direction of the palace gate, "Caesar, you..."