When Sai Siturs said this, the hot breath from his mouth sprayed into Fu Zhenhong's earlobe, adding a bit of sympathetic itching.Because it was facing away, Cesituls couldn't see whether Nefertiti's eyes were indifferent or had a slight emotional fluctuation at the moment.He felt very nervous, and he was still a little apprehensive in his heart.He was afraid that Nefertiti would refuse.Especially in this silent environment, only he himself breathed heavily, because of the excessive ups and downs of his mind.Seysturs actually wanted to kiss Nefertiti desperately immediately, and then reached into his lips to grab the sweetness in Nefertiti's mouth, and Nefertiti's tongue was intimately hooked and entangled/entangled/sucked.But he was afraid that it would make Nefertiti feel too offended, and he didn't want to upset Nefertiti.At this moment, he could only silently hug Nefertiti's whole person tighter."
Nefertiti ......," Siturs called out Fu Zhenhong's name, like a beast in desperate need of comfort and satisfaction.Inside the tent, under some dim candlelight, the two of them were close to each other, and their bodies were stretched by the halo.Fu Zhenhong gently patted the hand that Systurs was holding on his abdomen and motioned for him to let go.Really...
Isn't it okay......
Saisituls blinked his eyelashes in disappointment and slowly let go of his hand.However, just as he withdrew his hand, Fu Zhenhong turned around and held Sai Siturs's face with both hands.He raised his blue eyes, looked into Saisituls' eyes, his lips moved slightly, and said to the handsome man in front of him, "Help me take off the mask." ”I don't know if it's because the air in the tent is too humid and hot at night, Sisituls listens to Nefertiti's voice, only to feel that his voice is deeper than usual, with a very Gu "confusion" force magnetic "sex", after penetrating his eardrums, it poured straight into his heart.Sithurs was once again a little nervous, but there was also an uncontrollable anticipation in addition to the nervousness, and Nefertiti's words made him vaguely understand what they might do next.Seysturs' Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he raised his hand to touch the thin chain of the gold mask behind his beloved's ear, and then went around the golden hair and gently removed the golden mask.Looking at Nefertiti's face, Seysituls's chest was slightly hot, no matter how many times he had seen Nefertiti, every time he saw it, he still felt heart-warming and amazing.Especially at this moment, the light of the yellow candle shone on his fair face, shining on his golden hair, like a layer of hazy light and shadow, making Nefertiti look more moving than the Nile water at sunset.Sai Si Turs put his palm on Fu Zhenhong's back and gently rubbed his blonde hair, and Fu Zhenhong stepped forward and kissed Sai Si Tuls' lips.Sai Siturs stroked/"touched" Fu Zhen's red hair and his hand paused slightly, and the soft touch on his lips made his eyes darken.The fragrant fragrance that flowed from his lips and teeth seemed to lure him, reaching into the tip of his tongue to entangle.Once, without the slightest need to ask, and without the slightest hesitation, Sithuls followed his heart and took the initiative to start kissing deeply.The golden mask was put aside by him, and he firmly wrapped his hand around Fu Zhenhong's waist, suppressing Fu Zhenhong's whole person between the wall and his body.But even if there are some strong behaviors, his movements are gentle, gentle and powerful., a gust of wind suddenly shook outside the tent.It was fleeting and slightly cool, and the tent was blown.Because Sai Siturs's mind was all on Fu Zhenhong, he didn't care about this unusual thing that he would have noticed in normal times.In Fu Zhenhong's mind, it flashed the man with red hair he saw on the longboard car."
Nefertiti, I love."
Sai Siturs didn't notice that Fu Zhenhong was temporarily distracted, he was still immersed in the sweetness of the kiss, and although he took his tongue back at this moment, his lips were still close to Fu Zhenhong's lips.After giving each other enough time to breathe, Saisituls kissed again.And once, he was no longer satisfied with a simple lip and tooth job.
Wrap.He wanted to explore more different beauty from Nefertiti.Sai Siturs' hand gradually moved from Fu Zhenhong's waist, and the pure white 'colored' robe wrapped Fu Zhenhong's slender and thin waist, separated by a layer of fine linen fabric, Sai Siturs used his warm fingertips to feel the wonderful touch under the palm.The aromatic wax placed in the tent was slowly melting, but the quiet aroma did not make the air much cooler.Under the candlelight, Sithuls's body became hotter and hotter, and longing rose in kisses and soothing/comfort.He withdrew his lips, propped his hands on Fu Zhenhong's sides, panting slightly, his deep eyes reflected Zhang Yan's facelessness, and his pupils floated with incomparably gentle nostalgia and obsession.The one in front of him, who is revered and admired by everyone, is his beloved companion.From the moment he held little Nefertiti in his arms when he was 10 years old, he knew that the baby boy in his arms would be his most beloved treasure.He watched Nefertiti grow up, and his love deepened.He wouldn't allow anyone to 'intervene' between him and Nefertiti.Nefertiti was his companion.Sai Siturs's eyes became more and more determined when he was surrounded by longing, he kissed the tip of Fu Zhenhong's nose, took off the wide-necked necklace around Fu Zhenhong's neck, and then took off Fu Zhenhong's red robe.Fu Zhenhong is a messenger of the gods, and today is the grand/big Opetite Festival, with his clothes are not just a single piece, after the robe is taken off, he is still wearing a slim corset.The style of the corset is "naked"/"exposed" from Fu Zhenhong's left shoulder to his right arm, a bit like a robe with slanted shoulders in Tibetan clothing, but not so loose.Sai Siturs looked at his jade-like flawless skin in the candlelight, and a stream of heat quickly gathered from his body.He couldn't help but caress the smooth and round shoulders in front of him, and slowly moved all the way in, following the lines of his collarbone to Fu Zhenhong's neck socket.However, just as he was about to continue his hand to a more reverie place, a voice suddenly came from outside the tent.It was the messenger attendant——— "Your Excellency Sisituls, the High Priest wants to see you, and he is waiting for you in the Holy Place. ”Sai Siturs' action paused.The messenger did not receive a response from Sisituls, so he shouted into the tent again: "Your Excellency Sisturs?
”Sesithurs' face sank, his lips tensed, his emotions visibly condensed.Before the waiter shouted for the third time, Fu Zhenhong spoke, "Go ahead." ”He said to Secy Turles.Sai Siturs stared deeply at Fu Zhenhong for a few seconds, and finally sighed softly and kissed the tip of Fu Zhenhong's nose apologetically, "Sorry Nefertiti, go over and lie down first." ”"Hmm."
Fu Zhenhong responded, and there was not much emotional change on his face.Sai Siturs looked at Fu Zhenhong, and thought of the gold bracelet that he didn't see when his eyes touched the other party's wrist, his lips moved slightly, and he wanted to say something, but when the words came to his mouth, he finally changed his words."
Then I'll go."
He finished his sentence and turned to leave.Fu Zhenhong watched as Sai Siturs left his back, and only after his figure disappeared did he withdraw his gaze.
[Little Red, what did Sisturs just want to say?]
][I guess I want to ask about the gold bracelet.] ]Fu Zhenhong lowered her eyes and glanced at her wrist.It had a gold ring of jade agate supporting it, and the red serpent that had fallen asleep at his command, but no Sessituls had put the bracelet on him at the engagement ceremony.
[Then why did he stop talking?]
]The weak chicken system asked again.Although it has followed Fu Zhenhong through countless worlds, it still feels complicated and incomprehensible when facing human emotions.Fu Zhenhong can't read minds, and in some cases, it is naturally impossible to give the most accurate answer.However, he thought that when he was kissing Sesiturs just now, the breeze outside the tent that was obviously involved in the flash of a human figure, perhaps there was some subtle connection between Sesiturs being suddenly called away.If the figure is a man with red hair, it must be related to Amenhot/P IV.Sure enough, the love was as Fu Zhenhong thought.Less than two minutes after Sai Siturs came out of the tent, and was about to put on his robe, Fu Zhenhong, when he heard a steady footstep.Fu Zhenhong's movements did not stop, he put on his robe, and at that time, the curtain of the tent was also lifted from the outside, and a young man in gorgeous clothes walked in."
It's going to be taken off soon, so why wear it again."
The man's deep voice revealed a hint of ambiguous/ambiguous meaning.Fu Zhenhong turned to look at the comer.Amenhot/Pu IV met Fu Zhenhong's cold gaze and walked in front of Fu Zhenhong step by step.His sharp eyes stared straight at Fu Zhenhong, or more accurately, at Fu Zhenhong's lips.Because Fu Zhenhong and Sai Siturs just kissed not long ago, even though Sai Siturs' movements were very gentle, it still made Fu Zhenhong's delicate lips more gorgeous than before.A look of complexity flashed in Amenhot's eyes, and he reached out to touch his lips, which were more seductive than rose petals, but before his fingertips could touch this seductive beauty, he was dodged by the other party.His eyes darkened, "He kissed you?"
”Amenhot/P IV asked.Fu Zhenhong ignored him, and after arranging his robes, he bypassed Amenhot/Pu IV in front of him, preparing to leave the tent.His attitude made Amenhot/Pu IV's already somewhat unhappy emotions even heavier, Amenhot/Pu IV directly held Fu Zhenhong's arm, dragged Fu Zhenhong in front of him, pinched Fu Zhenhong's chin, and said coldly: "He must have kissed you." ”Fu Zhenhong's straight eyebrows twisted slightly: "It has nothing to do with you." ”Amenhot/P IV sneered: "Soon it will be related to me." ”Fu Zhenhong grasped the point: "What do you mean?"
”He asked.Amenhot/Pu IV did not continue the topic, but rubbed the corners of Fu Zhenhong's lips with his fingertips, and said to himself: "In addition to kissing your lips, he also kissed you, did he caress / 'touch' your skin, does he have ......"