Pharaoh

The king of Egypt has been struggling recently.

The young Pharaoh always liked to touch his head, so he endured it. After all, he bears the title of a king's younger brother, and it's okay to be patted on the head by the nominal king's brother.

The young Pharaoh always liked to use him as a humanoid pillow. He was used to it. After all, it was like this almost every night. It was useless for him to protest anyway.

But recently his brother Wang seems to be addicted to kissing, which makes him extremely entangled.Although he knew that there seemed to be such things as good morning kisses and good night kisses in places like Europe and the United States in his time... The question is, did such things exist in ancient Egypt?Or is ancient Egypt actually more open than Europe and the United States 3000 years later?

Moreover, whether it is like that or not, he is just not used to it!

Although I really need to learn to kiss something and I don't seem to hate Atum's behavior, but I still feel awkward from the bottom of my heart.Just treat him as a pedantic guy, no matter how close you are with another him, it will still feel very strange to kiss like this now.

After all, both of them are men, no matter how you think about it, it feels weird, right?

But why did Seth Karin, Asis Mahat and even Keya act nonchalantly or even take it for granted, making him feel that he was the only one who was caressing?

The biggest problem now is that even if he is reluctant in his heart, as long as he shows a slight rejection, Atum will immediately get angry.What's more, Yatum can easily suppress his resistance, so it doesn't matter whether he likes it or not.

The young Wangdi has never hoped that he can grow taller like now... At least he must be as tall as the other him, otherwise the other one will use his own strength to mess around every time, bastard!

Also, what is the situation now?

Why do you have to take the initiative to kiss his dictatorial and arrogant brother Wang who doesn't care about other people's ideas in order to prove that you have 'knowledge'?

It was just after lunch, and the young Wangdi was sitting on the ground in the lush green courtyard.

Those big light purple eyes stared dissatisfiedly at the boy king sitting in front of him.

The young Pharaoh was also sitting on the ground. He looked at his younger brother. Although the two had been deadlocked for a long time, he still looked relaxed and showed no signs of impatience.

On the contrary, the young Wangdi became more and more anxious.

He leaned forward slightly, as if he wanted to actively kiss his brother Wang.

But that immature and lovely face was flushed, and it was stalemate in half, and there was no way to move forward so little that it would be enough for him to get closer to his brother Wang's lips.

Finally, he decided to give up.

Kneeling back, he held his head and continued to struggle.

If you can't do it, you can't do it!

The hand holding the head of the young brother Wang was grabbed and pulled away.

The chin was held up by the light brown hand.

The young Pharaoh's familiar lips touched him, not caring whether it was in broad daylight or not.

Anyway, after many kisses, after becoming a little proficient in following his brother's wishes, brother Wang can finally find the time to speak while kissing.

"Well... Brother Wang..."

Although it is still a vague voice.

"Ok?"

"Is it...you don't need to learn after you meet it?"

"No."

The young prince retreated sharply, avoiding Atum.

Because he had resigned to his fate recently, he didn't struggle as hard when being kissed as before, so he wouldn't be immobilized by his brother Wang as before, so this time he escaped easily.

Those violet-toned pupils looked at his brother Wang aggrievedly.

"If you can, why do you still..."

If it wasn't because he thought that if he knew it, he wouldn't continue this embarrassing behavior, and he wouldn't be so obedient these days and not resist.

Glancing at him with crimson pupils, the young pharaoh didn't even bother to answer his brother's question.

He is the pharaoh of Egypt, he will do what he wants to do, and he doesn't need to think about any reason at all.

Just like before, he felt comfortable touching Wang Di's soft hair and hugging and rubbing his Wang Di, so he naturally did that, and it's the same now.

The young Wang Junmei's face moved closer, and once again lightly tapped his younger brother's lips.

Then, he stood up, and the female officer at the side stepped forward to wrap his cloak around him.

He gently rubbed the head of his younger brother who was sitting on the ground and staring at him angrily, then walked to the stone pillar corridor on the right, intending to continue to deal with his accumulated government affairs.

After the young king left, the old female official stepped forward and skillfully wrapped the white linen cloak around the young brother's body.

Yugi stood up, and he glanced at Karin.

"Karin..."

"Yes?"

"……nothing."

Is kissing between men common here in Egypt?

How could he ask such a question!

So, the young king of Egypt walked back to his room in such a tangled way.

At this moment, he was lying on the bluestone bench in the gazebo in the small courtyard outside his room, the golden sunlight fell from the sky and fell on his white porcelain body, and the gold ornaments shone brightly in the sunlight.

The dark-haired guard stood quietly beside him, close to the side of his head.

Yu Yu stared at the blue sky for a long while, and stretched out a hand, with five fingers spread out, and the sunlight fell on his face through the gap between his fingers, shining brightly.

"Kaya." He suddenly called out in a low voice.

"Yes."

"Would you kiss a man?"

"Ah?" The black-haired guard asked in amazement, "Why do you suddenly ask this?"

"Because it's weird..."

In any case, in his cognition since childhood, male kissing is inherently awkward.

"Why is it strange? This is a matter of course. You made such an agreement because the king loves His Royal Highness, isn't it?"

The black-haired guard had a puzzled look on his face. He bent down slightly and looked at Wang Di who was lying on the bluestone bench.

It's just that the young prince, who was absent-minded at the moment, didn't pay attention to his question.

Covering his eyes with the back of his hand, his eyes were half closed, silently watching the dazzling sunlight in the sky for a long time.

Finally, he asked again.

"Kaya, if I want to kiss you, will you think it's weird?"

"What... what?! Your Royal Highness, this kind of thing——"

"Will you find it annoying?"

The young Wangdi was still lying down, with his head thrown back, his gaze was exactly on the same level as Ke Ya who was bending over and looking down at him.

"Absolutely nothing like that! But, but..." His guard immediately replied with a wry smile on his face, "Your Highness, a humble person like me..."

The young Wangdi didn't speak any more, he just lay down like this, stretched out his hands, held Ke Ya's face, and slowly pulled it down.

The body of the black-haired guard was very stiff, he seemed to be hesitating whether to break free, and there was a look of reluctance and anticipation in his eyes, which made his face show a strange expression of extreme contradiction.

But even so, he still bent down deeper in obedience to the strength of his master's hands.

Their faces are slowly approaching.

The air suddenly vibrated violently——

The sound of sharp arrows piercing through the air was particularly clear in this silent space.

A long arrow came with the momentum of a broken bamboo, and with a chirp, half of it was inserted deeply into the tree trunk.

The black-haired guard half-kneeled on the ground in shock. If he hadn't been vigilant enough and suddenly turned his body back at that moment, the arrow should have pierced his head.

The young pharaoh stood under a lush olive tree, his handsome face was terribly gloomy at the moment.

He dropped the longbow in his hand and strode over.His crimson cold pupils showed obvious anger and glanced at the guards behind him, and then cast a cold glance at Keya. Immediately, two guards stepped forward knowingly and pressed Keya to the ground. The tall guard directly pulled out the long sword at his waist.

"Wait...wait a minute!"

Seeing that his bodyguard was about to be bestowed to death by the young king, the young brother who finally came to his senses subconsciously wanted to stop him, but his brother grabbed his arm and dragged him back.

"Brother Wang—"

"To shut up!"

The young king who interrupted his words categorically grabbed his arm tightly, his fingers were so hard that the bones in his arm were throbbing with pain.

"Brother Wang! Ke Ya is just obeying my orders!"

"...is your order?"

The crimson pupils of the young king stared at Brother Wang, and the coldness in it caused the young Brother Wang to shiver in his heart.

Perhaps it was because the young Pharaoh hadn't looked at him with such cold, emotionless eyes for too long.

He subconsciously glanced at the black-haired guard who was about to die by the sword beside him.

"It's my order." The young Wangdi replied.

A loud slap.

The young king's hand strength was so strong that he slashed the corner of his younger brother's mouth with one palm.

Bright red blood seeped out, and Wang Di's left cheek immediately became red and swollen.

Yatum let go of Wangdi's hand, turned and left, the shadow of his golden hair flying under the sun covered most of his face, making it difficult to see his expression at the moment.

The two guards who restrained Keya looked at each other, and under the direct gaze of the young king, they finally let go hesitantly, and caught up with their king.

The young Wangdi frowned, because the left cheek that was beaten at the moment was burning and stinging.However, when he saw the back of his brother Wang who was about to leave, he subconsciously chased after him.

He reached out and grabbed his brother Wang's right arm eagerly.

"king……"

Without looking back, the young Pharaoh swung his beige arm and broke free from his hand.

The moment the elbow threw off his hand, it hit his chest with such force that he staggered back a few steps.

The momentum of retreating could not be stopped, and his back hit the wall all of a sudden.

The pain in his chest from being violently hit by an elbow was still there, and the back of his spine suddenly hit the wall hard again. He almost missed his breath, and his body could no longer support him. He knelt down in pain while clutching his chest.

"Your Royal Highness!"

He knelt on the ground, pressing his hands tightly on his throbbing chest, and he found it difficult to breathe.

Keyana's voice calling him anxiously could not be heard clearly...

After panting for a while, he was finally able to raise his head with difficulty. The back of the young Pharaoh in his sight was blurry and far away, and was gradually moving away from him.

When the Boy King finally disappeared before his eyes, his consciousness also fell into darkness.