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Persephone stared at the fonts floating on the table, she was sitting on the chair newly moved by the paper man.

A gleaming golden chair, carved from a single large block of ebony, was slightly smaller than Hades' seat.

All kinds of ineffective gems are inlaid on the back of the chair and the edge of the chair. If the designer hadn't avoided the sitting place when inlaying it, it would definitely be the most luxurious and most useless design.

I heard that this chair was newly designed and manufactured, and it was made overnight.There are also other styles of chairs, cabinets, tables and boxes that match her figure, and everything is being rushed.

When Minos reported to her with a list with a calm face, Persephone had a "???" expression.

This direction is getting weirder and weirder. What if it is agreed that she will rush to the ground after drawing the arrow?Why does it look like she wants to stay for a long time?

Or Hades is so generous that he feels that he can't treat the bonded meat ticket badly, so that she won't say bad things about him when she returns to the earth?

As a butcher with no human rights, Persephone, who can only accept anything from others, can be too polite with errrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr so you can decide what to do, and then fooled Minos away in a daze.

She stretched out her hand and clicked the most recent word, which was imprinted into the back of her brain. Holding a hard papyrus pen holder, she dipped the sharpened part with ink and wrote it on the parchment one by one.

To learn a strange language well, especially an ancient language that you have never been exposed to or even read before, requires hard work, a lot of time, and strong perseverance to succeed... No .

She stared at the words she wrote, it was so beautiful.

It is completely effortless, and there is no need to learn, just stretch out your finger and poke the air, just like poking a bubble, you can learn a good one when you puncture one.Not only can I recognize and speak, but I can write it without any effort.

If this technology can be learned and popularized, she will be able to travel back one day, open an online course for a fee, and earn a building a year by lying dead at home.

Persephone looked at Hades sitting at the table with eyes brighter than gemstones, only to see a black-haired man discussing the issue of disposing of the undead with the judge, stamping official forms while talking.

His sitting posture is still so upright that it makes the backs of those who watch him hurt. His curly black hair is sticking to his neck, and it is naturally fluffed up along the arc of the hair. His dark eyes can't show the slightest emotion. Surround him, bow your head and listen to his orders to dispatch tasks.

The burning bonfire and the servants baking the clay tablets are behind them. The thick pillars and the plump murals interweave a gorgeous sense of visual collision, which sets off the cold and lonely appearance of Hades too beautifully.

I've heard her mother say that a man who works hard is handsome (man: specifically refers to her husband).

Persephone thought of the several kilograms of flesh on her father's stomach, um, the lover's eyes are probably made of beauty filters, plus [-] degrees of myopia and high blur to have such a terrible visual error.

but……

Persephone rested her chin on the back of her hand expressionlessly, leaving aside the terrible first, second and third aspects, Hades' indifferent appearance was indeed so handsome that she couldn't slander him against her conscience.

Sometimes appearance can really brainwash.

If he can keep this restrained calm and communicate well, she... well, she will get him more sacrifices.

Hades seemed to sense her gaze, and glanced sideways at her quickly.

Persephone didn't have time to dodge, so she could only look at him for two seconds with a guilty conscience, and then lowered her head to write in a very unnatural way.

The god holding a roll of dead souls in his hand did not look away, but stared at her for a long time. In the pupils that should have been used to coldly looking down on everything, there was gentle softness, and there was a eagerness to move oppressed by tough patience.

She has no fear of him, no emotion of sadness, no risk of withering.

Hades persuaded his own **, willing to endure the feelings that were boiling in his chest and eager to burst out, and turned his attention to the list again.

Noticing that his eyes, which were so hot that they could eat hot pot, left, Persephone couldn't help sighing when she saw the words written like dogs crawling and cats jumping.

If the arrow is not pulled out, everyone will feel uncomfortable.

The disgust plan must be put on the agenda, that is, if she angered him, if it involves rejecting him, he will sacrifice.What if Hades couldn't help it at that time and proposed some shameless "sacrifice"?

You can't ignore the subsequent danger just to rub off on the knowledge of the Hades family. Persephone still has a psychological shadow on this man's estrous state.

While her mind was full of divergent thoughts, she drew aimlessly with a pen, and when she raised her hand, she automatically dipped in the ink.When she realized what she was drawing, the tip of her pen stopped suddenly.

It's a travel account.

The parchment was in one roll, and she drew a boat with rough lines from the right. Below the boat was the line of rough waves, and not far from the boat was a cloud of black mist, and a rough hand appeared in the black mist.

This is the first time she saw Hades, she saw his hand.

He saved her life in the storm.

On the paper that has never been used before, Persephone uses an unsuitable but small and fresh brush to draw cute cartoon hand-book pictures.

Feeling calms down for some reason, and it is thing which oneself likes, and is familiar with picture which may record what we saw along the way.

Persephone couldn't help continuing to draw, the strange scene of human sacrifice made her timid, and made her very angry.She focused on drawing that disgusting old priest who was shameless for revenge, and marked his ugly face with a pen.

I don't know if the old bastard and the little bastards will continue to traffic people after the human sacrifice fails.

While drawing, the parchment was spread out a lot. When she fell into the crack of the ground, the tip of the pen hesitated for a moment before drawing the arrow lying on Hades' chest in the dark.

In the dark background, the facial features of the two simple human shapes are invisible, only her fingers holding the arrow on his chest are clearly visible.

Persephone poked the paper with the pen tip, and drew two cartoon characters next to the painting.

A little girl with long hair and braids raised her foot against the chest of another little boy in a black robe, and then stretched out both hands to forcefully pull out the arrow from his chest.

She conveniently used the official lingua franca of mankind that she had just learned, and wrote a line of phrases one by one.

Wish: Quickly pull out the arrow.

The ink was not dry yet, but Persephone stared at the wish for a while, and finally put down the pen and decided to do some damage.

The man who works hard is the most handsome, not only the most handsome, but also the most hated that his work rhythm is destroyed.

Persephone made up his mind to be his rhythm disruptor, and he must turn himself into the best bgm sound effect of [-] ducks that people hate.

The moment Hades' seal was about to land on the paper, she stood up abruptly with her hands on the table, and said angrily, "Hades."

Hades snapped his fingers, and the seal was almost printed in the wrong place.

Persephone sat back and picked up the pen as if nothing had happened, "It's nothing, I just want to call you."

Hades fell silent, then he thought of something, and whispered with the tip of his tongue, "You want to call me?"

Persephone didn't hear the slightly hoarse voice in the other person's voice, which seemed to be covered in sugar. She was actually a little nervous. Although her character was not a perfect little fairy before time travel, she was also a popular little pistachio.

Once she traveled through time, she was reduced to the point where she was about to lose her integrity and make trouble for no reason.

Hades still stared at her for a long time this time, before continuing to reach for the cursed gold plate again. This is the burial object that the city-state king on the ground put in the tomb after his death, and cursed his enemy.

Dealing with the curse issue is one of Hermes' responsibilities in the underworld, but Hades has already begun to reclaim Hermes' responsibilities in the underworld.He is the god who protects mankind and has accumulated a lot of incense and prestige. It will take some time to take back his important power in the underworld.

He also has to deal with Hermes' underworld affairs by himself until a replacement god is found.

Moreover, he has already signed an order to block the border of Erepos. No god of the Olympus pantheon can enter the Hades without a document signed by him.

When he didn't care about it before, theoretically any god could step into the underworld, as long as he could bear the filth of death, at the risk of compromising his own divine power.

Even the secondary gods who follow Ares, the goddess of discord and all kinds of gods who are close to evil and have endless negative power often come to the underworld to rest. They can use the death and filth of the underworld to deepen their own power.

But now, they have all become thieves that should be guarded against, trying to steal the spring of Hades.

Hades glanced at the curse board, and was about to write down the realization of the curse when he heard Persephone continue to call, "Hades."

The girl's voice was very soft, and her natural voice problem caused her to have an imperceptible trembling feeling when she raised her voice, which aroused vague evil thoughts from the God who loved her.

Curses require a heart as cold as iron to write, and this cry successfully invalidated the curse written by Hades, and also made his pen penetrate the golden slab.

Persephone flinched a little when she saw his violent poking of the gold plate, which seemed to pierce her throat.

It's hard to get off, and she can't be so timid even if she is disgusted, she said bravely: "I don't like the patterns of those cabinets, change them."

Listen to this request, listen to this tone, it's okay to hit me.

Hades felt the itch scratching into his flesh in his heart, and there was also a sense of tension twisting him, the itch was self-generated, and the tension was her emotion.

The wife will be in charge of the internal affairs of the family, ranging from the preparation of the courtyard sacrifice to the small matter of the material and pattern of the curtains covering the windows.Like a newlywed bride, she began to have her own sense of territory, and she dared to use a commanding tone to ask for the replacement of unsuitable furniture.

But she was still nervous.

Hades was a little unfamiliar with this scene for a while, and the hand that put down the pen even appeared in a rare situation where he didn't know where to put it. There were times when a hostess appeared in this place of Hades.

He should encourage her to let her know how to do these things better.

The god who had never had a partner frowned a little strangely. He had been thinking for a long time but didn't know how a normal and qualified husband should behave at this time.

Finally, after rehearsing it several times in his heart, he should have a cheerful and encouraging tone, but when he said it, he was tense and close to indifference: "I agree."

Persephone couldn't help rolling her eyes when she heard his words, and analyzed his movements and tone. She must have been impatient, but she didn't reach the bottom line.

Looking at his bitter and bitter face, the way his brows are wrinkled, and his tone that wants to bite, it's almost encouraging her to be more annoying.

Persephone's confidence soared, and she continued to cheer and criticize, "There are too many gems in this chair, and I don't know where to put my hands."

Hades had a serious face, but his fingertips couldn't help but tap the table cheerfully. Is this a tactful way to persuade him not to waste too much wealth?

Persephone whispered: "This place is too messy, look at the clay tablets on the bookcase, which have been broken and haven't been cleaned up yet."

Hades has soft eyes, concerned with the mess and upkeep of the house.

Persephone said it was too smooth, and pointed the finger at him: "By the way, look at your clothes, which change every day. If it's red or purple, you don't know how to change it."

All Hades' over-excited little movements quieted down, and he stared at her fixedly, as if he had become the dead god sitting on the high platform again.

After Persephone finished speaking, she thought it through her mind, and felt that she was so rude that she could be thrown into the trash can and taken away. She was really annoying.If someone treats her like this, she will probably hit someone, so why don't you just talk about stand-up comedy to make you feel scared.

No wonder the effect is outstanding, Hades's face looks so dark that it is almost beyond recognition.

Persephone felt that the remaining courage could not support her to continue to die, she quickly shut up and pretended to be nonchalant, and touched her big braid, and put it away when she saw it.

She was calm and composed, and frantically packed up the roll paper she used for practice, just about to tie it with a linen rope.A cloud of black mist appeared next to her arm, and a tall figure stepped out of the mist, stretching out warm palms to her face.

The overheated temperature caused the flax rope in Persephone's hand to fall, and the next moment he exerted a little force on his fingers, her face was forced to turn away, and she saw the god coming through the table leaning over close to him. The tip of his nose almost touched her eyelashes, and his breath was all entangled.

His eyes, which had been silent and lifeless because of being stunned just now, seemed to be cut open by the light of the bonfire at this moment, revealing a honey-like luster.

Persephone froze for a moment, the temperature of his fingertips was as if he had just passed through a burning open flame, pressing against her face with fierce warmth.She felt uncomfortable, especially the abnormal light in his eyes, which gave people a feeling of tension on the back.

Even if he was so angry that he wanted to hit her, it shouldn't be this kind of reaction.

Persephone's lips that were about to make a sound moved, and she lightly pressed her lips with a finger, caressing her delicate lip skin leisurely.

"Are you caring about me?"

The outline of his slender body is bent, and the straight spine that is used to it also forms a beautiful arc, like a swan courting a mate, eager to entangle with her body in a passionate gesture.

Only the face that forgot to smile was still so cold that it was scary.

"You care about me."

He pressed her lips and repeated it again, so forcefully that Persephone had no chance to say no in response, and finally nodded weakly and helplessly under his aggressive eyes.

Okay, okay, caring about you is caring about you, hurry up and get rid of you self-masochist who treats dislike as caring.

Seeing her nod her head, Hades's ferocious and persuasive aura eased, his resolute lip line softened, and then moved away with his fingers pressing her lips.

Persephone was so nervous that she couldn't breathe. Just as she was about to take a breath, he lowered his head and kissed her lips, and licked the flesh of her lips with the tip of his tongue, as if he was stroking her wound without any trace.

Persephone's brain exploded, and her face flushed with blood.Is it human to do such shameless things in public?

Hades has no sense of morality. After licking and kissing, his voice was surprisingly soft, "I will allow you to choose whatever you want."

Persephone: "..."

She wants to be annoying, will he agree? , please keep in mind:,.