everyone loves apollo

Eros sat up unhurriedly, leaned against the head of the bed, stretched lazily, and looked at his expression amusedly, like a skilled hunter staring at the prey in the trap.

Hearing his question, his smile faded, his eyes turned cold, and without saying a word, he grabbed the corner of the bed sheet and violently lifted it up.

Under the bed, the poor girl was lying quietly on the ground with her eyes closed, her hair and robe were in a mess, obviously thrown down casually.

But fortunately, judging by his face, he was still alive, but passed out.

Apollo exhaled again.

That's right, even though Eros has a bad personality and likes to throw sniper arrows indiscriminately, he has never heard any rumors about him being bloodthirsty.For no reason, how could it be difficult to get along with a mortal woman.

Thinking of this, his face softened, but Eros's face was even more ugly, like the sky before the storm on the sea, covered with thick dark clouds, as if lightning and thunder were about to happen in the next moment.

Apollo looked terrified, and his eyes went straight to the pile of clothes on the bedside, thinking whether to grab the clothes and run, or ignore it and run out naked.While thinking, he slowly retreated to the corner, his eyes still fixed on Eros, and the moist pupils were full of vigilance.

Eros suddenly felt better.

Look, the cute prey is terrified.

He stretched out his hand towards him, and said softly, "Come here, Apollo, come to me..."

Before he could finish his sentence, the God of Light jumped up like a rabbit, and rushed to the door quickly. Before he even had time to push the latch, he rushed over.

The solid wooden door was knocked open at once, shook twice, detached from the door frame, and fell to the ground with a "bang", splashing a few pieces of wooden debris.

And the shadow of the God of Light has disappeared, leaving only a few shallow footprints by the door.

Eros was stunned.

The outstretched hand is still in the air.

The idea of ​​chasing after him flashed, but was dismissed immediately.

It's not that I can't catch up, but how should I appease him after I catch up?You can't hug him tightly, hold him firmly in your arms, restrain all his struggles, and then tell him what's on your mind, right?Not to mention whether he would believe it, even if he believed it, he might not accept it.Even if he accepts it temporarily, who knows if he will fall in love with someone else in the blink of an eye.

Eros lowered his arms slowly.

The heat on his body was gradually subsiding, only the robes that had been taken off all over the floor reminded him of the tenderness and lingering moments before.

It's a pity, it almost succeeded.

He touched his lips, thought regretfully, then picked up the clothes on the ground, put them on one by one, walked out of the room slowly, walked around the wall, and came to the window.

There, Hermes was tightly bound by ropes made of golden fleece, and fell on the ground.He looked at Eros resentfully, but the corner of his mouth raised an arc that was about to smile, no matter how he looked at it, he had a gloating expression.

Eros kicked him unceremoniously, and asked in a deep voice, "Say, what was your original plan?"

He didn't believe that Hermes would let Apollo have a sexual encounter with that mortal woman. After all, when he stared at Apollo, he knew exactly what the desire was shining in his eyes.

The smile on the corner of Hermes' mouth widened, and he said, "Naturally, it has changed into the appearance of Kione."

Eros was stunned: "You can think of this. Could it be that you learned it from Zeus? He also taught you your transformation ability?"

It is true that a father has a son.

He had heard a little about the affairs and courtship of this king of the gods, but he was not interested, and never paid much attention to it.If I had known that one day I would be tempted into a mess, I should have learned a few tricks from him.

I have to say that when it comes to overthrowing a lover, the God of Love is as young as the God of Light.

Hermes chuckled, and the answer was self-evident.

"But with a woman's body, how are you going to make it to the end?" Eros asked again, looking like he was humbly asking for advice.

Hermes didn't answer, but pouted his lips, signaling Cupid to untie the rope for him.

Eros complied decisively.

Hermes moved his arms, rubbed his wrists, and said: "Of course it won't work this time. I can stop halfway for various reasons. Don't you know him yet? Our God of Light has always been good-looking He is also soft-hearted, as long as he is provoked by words and begged again, he will do whatever he is asked to do. As for making it to the end, let's talk about it later. Let him taste a little sweetness this time, and it will be easier to do it next time. For example, give He finds a beautiful boy, and I will change into his appearance again, hehe, when the time comes, I can do whatever I want."

He didn't hide anything, and directly told the whole plan, with a smile on his face and his eyes shining.

Eros nodded frequently, and said: "Well, it's a good idea. But you told me everything, aren't you afraid that I will destroy your plan like this time, and you will be the first to go? Let's just say it, what are your plans?"

Hermes didn't expect Venus to be so sensitive and direct, so he smiled and said: "You see, I have spent much longer time with Apollo than you have known him, and I have a much deeper understanding of him. In addition, in the pursuit of love, my experience must be much richer than yours. For example, although a god can do things like transfiguration, it is not so easy to become unrecognizable to other gods, right? ?”

Eros nodded expressionlessly.

"But your divine power is higher than his, and his divine power is higher than mine." Hermes said sadly, "Since we both have our own advantages and disadvantages, and we have the same goal, why don't we cooperate with each other?"

"Cooperation?" Eros frowned, "Cooperation for what?"

"Cooperate to push him down." Hermes looked at him with a look of foolish eyes, "Then you come again and again. Oh, it's okay to let you a few more times."

Eros narrowed his eyes: "You want to share the same lover as me?"

He looked at Hermes and quickly weighed the truth of these words.

The conclusion is zero confidence.

This guy is notoriously scheming, and the reason why he said this is probably because he has other plans.Of course, even if he was sincere, he would not.

Hermes smiled and said: "What's wrong, isn't this kind of thing very common on Mount Olympus? Don't tell me, you have never heard of it."

"I don't care what other people do," Eros refused flatly. "Anyway, I can't accept it. Apollo is mine, so don't try to get his idea."

"What? Desire for monopoly." Hermes looked at him in surprise, "There is such a thing in the heart of the heartless God of Love. But I think you are joking, the life of a god is eternal, How can it be possible to be with one person forever? Even if you are willing, he will not. Don't blame me for not reminding you, my brother has always met one and loved the other, how do you stop him? "

"If he falls in love with one, I will deal with one." Eros replied decisively, "One day, when he finds that all the people and gods in the world are unreliable, he will return to me."

"It's impossible." Hermes exclaimed, "You are too crazy. God knows when he will stop."

Eros said coldly: "Do you want to be like you, every time he falls in love with someone, you will change into that person?"

Hermes stroked his chin and said with a smile, "Well, is there anything wrong with this method?"

Eros said: "In that case, he will never love you yourself."

Hermes said nonchalantly: "It doesn't matter, as long as it can be pushed down."

Eros felt choked.

This kind of straight-forward and shameless style really won the true inheritance of Zeus.

It's a pity that he couldn't agree more, so he said: "Well, it seems that none of us can convince the other. Let's do our own work. Let's see who wins his love in the end."

After speaking, his figure disappeared into the vast night.

Hermes looked at the direction he was leaving, shrugged his shoulders indifferently, and said to himself: "Hey, I also have such things as possessiveness."

Apollo actually didn't know why he ran away desperately. Eros obviously didn't have the arrow of Cupid in his hand, didn't he?

Maybe it was because the expression on his face changed too quickly, just like the weather on the sea, suddenly clear sky, suddenly stormy?

Maybe it's because his tone is too gentle, which always makes people suspect that he is planning some conspiracy in his heart?

In short, by the time he reacted, his emotions had already acted before his rationality, controlling his body to rush out of the temple at lightning speed, his strong legs galloping across countless mountains and plains, and in the blink of an eye In a short time, the mountains and mountains were left behind.

After running for an unknown amount of time, his mind gradually calmed down, and he couldn't help feeling very annoyed.

Strange, what the hell am I running? That guy Eros is amazing, but as a silver bow god, am I really afraid of him?

And just now he pretended to be Keone and teased me severely, even if he wanted to settle the score, it should be me looking for him, not worrying about him looking for me.

Thinking of this, he stopped in his tracks, turned around slowly, wondering if he should run back and hide in the dark and secretly shot a few cold arrows.

After taking a few steps slowly, he remembered the matter of letting the Spartans tamper with the statue of Cupid, so he found a reason for himself not to go back: I have played tricks on him, so we both are Evened out.

Thinking of this, the little bit of resentment in his heart quickly dissipated, and he regained his cheerful mood, and even hummed the lyre tune in his mouth.

He took two brisk steps, and when the night wind blew, he suddenly felt cool.

The upper body robe has been ripped off.The part below the belt is still there, but it has also been torn to pieces, which is horrible.The moon has long been drilled out of the thick clouds, like a crooked smiling eye, and I don't know how much this shameful appearance has been seen by his sister, the moon goddess Artemis.

After realizing this, Apollo immediately restrained the brilliance of divinity, so that he looked no different from ordinary mortals.There are more people on the ground than there are stars in the sky, and besides being so far away, my sister can't find him at all. In fact, even Hermes, the angel of the gods, and Iris, the goddess of the rainbow, can't find him now. trace.

Immediately afterwards, he made a decision: Find a piece of clothing to put on first, and then talk about other things, so that other people or gods can no longer see his disheveled appearance.

But where do you go to find the right clothes?