After being sacrificed to Eros [Greek mythology]

Psyche's right eyelid twitched violently.

It took her pupils two or three seconds to adapt to the darkness, and she saw the outline of that person.

He stood just under the window sill, facing her directly, a long shadow cast by Xiuba's body.

That pair of milky white wings fluttered slightly, the frost had not receded, and there was a light silver halo accompanied by the moon.

In the air, there is a coolness that is refreshing to the muscles and bones quietly - the breath that does not belong to human beings.

Psyche took a step back subconsciously, leaning against the hard door panel, his tongue extremely dry.

"How did you come?"

Cupid raised his eyelids and stared at her.

He missed her crazily, and flew thousands of miles from Olympus to meet her, expecting a hug, but Psyche suddenly saw him, as if he was preoccupied.

"What are you doing so far away?" He beckoned to her, "Come here."

Psyche hesitated for a long while, as if he didn't hear it, he was thinking absently.

His eyelids are slightly closed.In an instant, like a dim light, it came close to her.

Psyche let out a soft cry, only to feel the breeze blowing against his face, and his waist fell into the hands of the man in an instant.

There was a knock on the door.

Aldos asked worriedly, "Princess, what's the matter? Are you all right?"

Psyche's exclamation was drowned in his throat.

She tried to get out of his arms impatiently, but in vain, the man lightly grasped her wrist and flirted with her left and right.

"Don't call."

He hissed lightly, and ordered her gently, "Psyche, tell him you're fine."

Psyche gritted his teeth in displeasure.

Aldous added to the chaos of meeting this unexpected visitor.

And it's too weird for them to do this... It seems like they are sneaking behind someone's back.

There was no way, Psyche had no choice but to drive away the foreign enemies at the door first, and then deal with the internal trouble in the back room.

"I'm fine, Aldous." She tried to keep her tone as calm as usual, "you go to bed first."

"Call me anytime the princess needs anything." Aldos hesitated for a moment before agreeing.

Psyche was sure that the people outside the door had left, so he quietly let out a sigh of relief.

The surroundings regained their tranquility.

Her slender wrists were still not free, and the culprit sneered, "What a loyal servant. He must be that mortal named 'Ados'."

Psyche didn't answer with a black face, still dissatisfied with his wantonness.

He gently scratched her brow bone, "I'm angry."

Psyche wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and repeated the question just now, "Why are you here?"

He seemed uninterested in this kind of question, and after a long while he said casually, "Stop on the way, here we come."

Thousands of thoughts in Psyche's heart were running rapidly, struggling to suppress two diametrically opposite emotions.

Indeed, in a certain moment of ecstasy, she once thought of him lightly.

But the oracle had clearly told her to stay away from him, how could she go against the oracle?

Psyche slowly closed his eyelids, "It's a little sudden."

He was slightly regretful, "You may have had a good drink with the two people outside the door, and completely forgot about me."

Psyche concealed his gaffe, "Bacchanalia hasn't passed yet. If you want to take me back, it may take a few days."

He said calmly, "I didn't say to take you back."

"Then what are you doing here?"

He came to find her specially in the middle of the night, so he couldn't just talk to her under the moon, could he?

He noticed the hesitation in her heart, and held her hand quietly, "I just simply miss you."

Psyche was in a daze for a moment, then raised his head.

"Eh?"

His face was stained with the color of night.For a while, although she couldn't see his face, she seemed to be looking into his eyes.

Psyche's head was faintly hot.

His lips approached hers, opening and closing, as if his soul was also burning, "... In your eyes, do I have ulterior motives like that?"

Psyche was struck by the slight draft of his voice.

His thoughts are always unpredictable, complex like cobwebs, simple and pure without bounds.

Psyche didn't know how to answer such a question, but luckily there was darkness as a cover.

Her cheeks were a little hot, and she was in a daze now, and she couldn't even tell the difference between the oracle and him... Which one is right and which one is wrong.

All she knew was that when he wasn't by her side, she could keep her sanity and always obey the oracle.

But once she falls into his kiss, it's like drinking a pot of poison that numbs her mind, and she faints, she just follows what he says.

——Just like at this moment, when he picked her up and caressed her gently, she had no strength to resist at all.

Just close your eyes.

The surrounding scenery has changed, as if the simple post house has turned into soft white clouds.

They came to the clouds, and the warm sun shone on them, flowers bloomed everywhere, and wind was blowing everywhere.

……

Until the middle of the night, Psyche's disordered breathing gradually returned to normal.

She caught a glimpse of the messy clothes on the ground, and what happened just now is self-evident.

Psyche really wanted to cover her face...how she violated the oracle again, it was terrible.

She missed the arrow of Venus, and she was so dazed.

Everyone said that sex makes people faint, but she didn't see his face...

Psyche lazily closed his eyes, feeling guilty and regretful.

She fell asleep for a while, and when the dawn was about to break, she vaguely heard the voice of the man.

"What does Psyche want to do in the next few days?"

Psyche swallowed, not knowing whether he should tell about the palace.

In other words, she didn't know if she could trust him.

She said perfunctorily, "I have business to do."

"Business? Elope with that person?"

Psyche pouted unhappily.

Why is he so jealous, how can he still remember such a trivial matter.

The coldness of the dawn permeated every inch of the air, she had no quilt on her body, and she couldn't help but get goosebumps.

"I have no intention of going with him."

She was greedy for the warmth in his arms, and approached involuntarily, "And you have found me, even if you want to go with him, you can't."

The other party laughed calmly, and seemed to be enjoying her obedient and obedient look.

"What wish does Psyche have, tell me, and I will fulfill it for you."

Psyche's tired eyelids opened, and there was a trace of sobriety in the daze.

"What's the use of telling you...?" She said softly, "It is only useful if you pray to God."

Cupid's expression was relaxed and he was momentarily at a loss for words.

She was poisoned too deeply by that old and disrespectful guy from Apollo... How should he tell her that the gods of Olympus do whatever they want, and there are many people who avenge their personal enemies, so you can't trust the words of these people...

Yes, he knew that his "senior" had tricked him in some way.

It can be seen that the innocent and confused smile on Psyche's face, he couldn't tell her directly.

It's really... distressing.

Aldous was frightened all night. He was always on guard that Chloe's spies would approach Psyche and kidnap her silently.

In the dark hours before dawn, he wandered outside Psyche's bedroom door.

Faintly, he seemed to hear some voices—it was Psyche's whispering voice.

He stood outside the door and listened for a while, but he didn't hear anyone else's voice.

Psyche seemed to be talking to himself, sometimes angry and sometimes lonely, with very strong feelings.

Aldous' heart was on fire.He really wanted to lean on the window to see who was inside, but his moral conscience for the lady did not allow him to do so.

It is certain that someone must have approached Psyche behind his back.