Pharaoh

He closed his eyes and frowned for a while, probably because he felt that the pain was not so severe, and then the young Pharaoh let go of his hands, and the already stern face showed an increasingly unhappy expression.

He took a step back and sat down, still frowning, his crimson pupils staring coldly at the young prince who was still covering his mouth with a distressed face.

Since he was a child, it was the first time he made such a gaffe and ridiculous behavior. Fortunately, he asked his servants to retreat in advance, otherwise he, the pharaoh, would definitely be laughed at by a bunch of lowly servants... Obviously, he would definitely No one will be allowed to walk out of this room alive.

After a long while, the young brother Wang finally regained his breath and carefully glanced at his brother Wang. As soon as he met the cold gaze, his eyes immediately dodged, and he didn't dare to look at him at all, as if he was Worried about Atum getting angry.

He stood there, no matter how he looked, he looked very uncomfortable, and he seemed to understand that he had made a mistake again.

He lowered his head, looking dejected, like a puppy who has done something wrong and is waiting for his master to punish him.

The young pharaoh didn't look angry, just sat silently, staring at him coldly.

After a while, finally, Brother Wang couldn't bear the awkward atmosphere and broke the silence on his own initiative.

"Brother Wang..."

He whispered, "Are you angry?"

"A little."

answered the young Pharaoh.

"Brother Wang..."

"It's only been a few days, have you forgotten everything I taught you?"

Atum looked at his younger brother with an extremely displeased look in his crimson eyes.

"Even that time, it wasn't so bad."

"Neither... I remember."

The young Wangdi muttered softly.

He was slightly relieved by the reason for the anger that the young Pharaoh said, but he couldn't help but argue again.

At the first time, he was purely angry and didn't care if he really got a kiss or not, so he was naturally not in a hurry.

This time, because Atum kept pushing him away and refused to pay attention to him, he was afraid of being pushed away by Atum again, so he was a little bit more aggressive and moved a little more urgently... Well, fortunately, because of the distance between the two It's not very far, no matter how fast the acceleration is, it won't be able to increase the speed very fast.After the collision, the two of them just hurt for a while and then they were fine. Otherwise, if they got hurt, Atum would definitely be even more angry.

The young Pharaoh said nothing, but raised his eyebrows and looked at his brother.

At this point, the game naturally understands what he means.

Standing in front of the young king, he hesitated for a moment, seriously recalled what he still remembered, then lowered his head and bent down, trying to kiss his brother Wang again.

This time he behaved well, opened his eyes, and approached very slowly.

Crimson eyes watched his every move, until when their faces were very close, the young Pharaoh suddenly raised his hand to cover Yu Yu's lips.

Because his mouth was covered and he couldn't speak, his big violet eyes blinked a few times, and he looked at his brother Wang with a look of grievance.

Because the Boy King is sitting, he is standing, and his movements are very slow, so it is very hard for him to maintain the bent posture.

"Will that mistake be made again?"

Although I don't know whether this sentence refers to the embarrassing behavior just now, or the incident that angered Atum, but at this moment, the younger brother naturally shook his head obediently, and shook his head again.

Seeing his well-behaved and obedient appearance, the indifferent look in the young king's crimson pupils eased a little.

"hand."

The young Wang brother obediently put his right hand on the extended left hand of his brother Wang.

The young Pharaoh pulled at will, and the younger brother, who was already in a state of barely maintaining his balance, naturally staggered forward and lay on top of Yatum. waist.

Atum lowered his head, staring at his younger brother with bright red pupils.

Brother Wang, who had regained his breath, raised his head and glanced at him, with a little hesitation in his eyes, but he still stretched out his hands obediently around his neck, raised his head and approached him cautiously.

The soft but somewhat cool lips embraced the young king's lips, and licked them lightly.

Although it seemed to be decent, but the movements were very green, the young Wang brother finally couldn't hold back and closed his eyes tightly, his face was already flushed.

Then, Wang Di, who was quite uncomfortable with this situation, shrank back a little awkwardly, opened his eyes and looked at him with a little embarrassment, the look in his eyes seemed to ask if he was still angry.

The young Pharaoh still didn't say a word, didn't make any movements, just looked at his brother.

Obviously, he is very dissatisfied with the test of his teaching results and the test results of the game.

The only one who wants to be crooked is himself and himself.

This is very serious very serious matter.

Although I feel more and more uncomfortable, the game can only hypnotize myself so hard.

He raised his head again and leaned over, his already chaotic mind was trying to recall Atum's actions before.

click.

The sound of opening the door came.

"Pharaoh……"

The voice of a certain young high priest in Egypt also followed, and then stopped abruptly, obviously he had clearly seen the situation in the room.

Brother Wang's lips froze at a place less than a millimeter away from his brother Wang, unable to advance or retreat.

The young brother Wang looked embarrassed.

No matter how you hypnotize yourself, but in front of others... If you can't do it, you can't do it!

But if he flinched back and looked at Atum staring at him... Obviously, as soon as he flinched, Atum would get angry immediately.

The young Pharaoh frowned, his crimson pupils stared coldly at his younger brother for a long time.

Obviously, he was very dissatisfied with the game's hesitation at the moment.

But his younger brother blushed that immature and lovely face, and just refused to move forward.Those big light purple eyes looked at him, looking like he wanted to retreat, but he was afraid that he would get angry.

Seeing that his younger brother was about to cry from being bullied by him, the young king's eyes finally softened.

He stretched out his hands to hold Brother Wang's soft cheeks, lowered his head slightly, and kissed those soft lips.

Then, he pressed Brother Wang's head into his arms, stroked the soft hair soothingly, and then raised his head to look at Priest Seth who just came in.

"What's the matter?"

"The letter of credence requesting negotiation came from the country of Libya..."

The high priest Seth, who kept his eyes fixed on him and looked calm and nonchalant, answered the Boy King's question expressionlessly.

The young Pharaoh nodded, motioning Seth to step back.

Seth put Libya's credentials on the long table, glanced at Wang Di sullenly, and then retreated.

As soon as the young high priest walked into the garden outside the room, he saw the beautiful Egyptian priestess standing there smiling and looking at him.

With a straight face, he walked over unhappily.

"Isis, did you deliberately not tell me that my brother is coming?"

"The king never said that no one should be allowed in."

The beautiful Goddess Goddess replied in a brisk voice, the gold ornaments on her neck glistened in the sun, and her slender eyes narrowed slightly because of a smile, making her look even more charming, "And even if I tell you, you will still went in, didn't you?"

Seth glared at her dissatisfiedly, and stopped questioning wisely.

No matter when, it is always this woman who is right.

But he didn't say anything, but the priestess didn't intend to let him go.

"Seth, you should be very clear about the reason why the king is angry this time, right?"

Seth hesitated, then nodded.

"May I know?"

Seth shook his head.

Of course, the fewer people who know about that kind of thing, the better.

"Is this your own idea, or the king's?"

This time, facing Isis's inquiry, the young high priest finally spoke.

"Is there a difference?"

Seth asked.

Isis smiled and stopped playing the gossiping female role.

"I'm just a little...surprised that you are bullying Brother Wang so much?"

She said, not knowing why, in a questioning tone.

Seth could tell that Isis used 'you' instead of 'you'.

The so-called 'you'...

"Although I did tell you not to help Brother Wang, I just took this opportunity to get rid of that eye-catching guy, but I don't think you will listen to me honestly. Seth, you don't like Wang and Brother Wang quarreling. You obviously want to let the two People will reconcile as soon as possible, but this time they will turn a blind eye to it."

Although she didn't know the cause and effect, but she was keenly aware of something strange, the slender eyes of the priestess bent, "Then, the person who can order our honorable Priest Seth not to meddle in other people's business... ...heh~~"

Seeing Seth staring at him with displeasure, Isis finally couldn't help laughing.

She turned around and walked away with light steps.

"Well~~ It's really not good to spoil a child too much, sometimes it really needs to be severely disciplined."

"Of course, that's not something we should worry about, or rather, it's not something we are qualified to participate in."

"Either way, Wang will have a good time for a long time."

The young Pharaoh was known to be a tough and direct man.

Because in many cases, his strength doesn't need him to think about it at all.

However, just because he's too lazy to think about it doesn't mean he doesn't have it.

That's all.

"Isis."

"what?"

The beautiful Priestess slowed down, waiting for Seth who suddenly called out to follow her.

"I have something to ask." Seth said hesitantly, "I didn't pay much attention to the matter of the contract when I was young. Generally speaking, does it take many kisses to be established?"

"No, once is enough."

Priestess Isis, who was an absolute top student when she was young, replied.

"Huh? The king—"

"Because the king likes it~~"

"..."