Dressed as the sword of a Babylonian tyrant

When Luolai suppressed his anger and went to Sartu to reason, Sartu was still sitting on the throne in the golden armor and crown.

The difference is that Sirik and Mossa have disappeared. The maid served a sumptuous lunch and mellow wine for the king, and the musicians and dancers played the unique Babylonian movement.

The soft and soothing syllables flowed slowly, and the fragrant food soothed the hungry stomach, but failed to ease the ugly face and tense atmosphere of the green-haired young man and the Babylonian king on the throne.

As soon as he entered the door, he noticed that Amber's eyes fell on him. Luolai took a deep look at Sartu, took a breath to stabilize his emotions, walked over the crowd, walked up the steps, and stood beside Sartu.

The white-haired King of Babylon is young, handsome, unrestrained and powerful.

His handsomeness and bravery, as well as his confidence in every move, are enough to form an insurmountable oppressive force on an ordinary person.

Even if he doesn't use words, he can express a lot of things just by holding the wine glass and raising his eyebrows sideways to look at Luolai.

For example: not to be refuted, not to be violated, not to be resisted...

"I heard it all."

With outstretched arms in an inviting gesture, Luolai, who used to sit on Sartu's lap, pushed away his hand and frowned in resistance, his palms clenched tightly.

He didn't know how Sartu managed to be so calm!

One sentence is known, can it be so perfunctory? !

"Why did you lie to me...why did you treat that child like that!? Didn't you say you needed an heir? It was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity and how lucky we were to have him. Why did you make that arrangement behind my back! "

Luo Lai gritted his teeth and questioned the man in front of him word by word.

Speaking of the annoyed red face on the back of the white face due to out of control emotions, the voice also raised.

He really wanted to grab Sartu's neck and shake his head vigorously, to see if Sartu's head was flooded!

"This king has never said that he needs an heir, nor has he said that he likes that child."

When it comes to children, Sartu's tone is cold, and his expression has not changed.

On the contrary, when Luo Lai pushed his palm away, his handsome face was gloomy, the corners of his lips curled down, and his voice was dangerous.

"Jiao, come here. Don't make me angry."

"……Ah."

Luo Lai made him laugh angrily, but stood still and did not pass.

Unexpectedly, Sartu's wrist was clenched violently in the next second.

The skin on the slender wrist was sunken, and when he pulled it hard, Luolai was pulled by Sartu in pain.

"Let go of me! Let go—"

Luo Lai wanted to get away from Sartu, he bent down hard and pulled himself out, and Sartu was not a good-tempered person, so he did not let go of his hand with a cold face, allowing Luo Lai to struggle.

Because of the disparity in strength, Luo Lai's wrist was red and swollen, and he was blushing, but he couldn't shake Sartu a bit.

Until the golden wine glass swayed, the mellow wine spilled on the two of them, dyeing a lot of clothes red along Luolai's green hair.

Red, which is not similar to blood, sticks the smooth hair into strands, freely and happily soaking irregular stains on the white robe.

The raised amber pupils suddenly tightened when they saw this scene, and a certain picture flashed by——

When Luolai gritted his teeth and tried to break free, Sartu, who had been indifferent just now, suddenly stood up!

With a ferocious face, he threw the wine glass on the ground in a rage!Kick over the heavy wooden table!

"Whoa!"

The shattered earthen jar made a dull noise, and the wine glass that collapsed on the ground bounced far away.

The mixed pieces of food and drink splashed onto the dancer's skirt, frightening the dancer and musician to turn pale, they stopped playing quickly, and knelt down on the ground, trembling, looking miserable and pitiful.

Luo Lai also trembled in fright, his heart was beating wildly, and his struggling movements stopped.

"Get out of here, my lord!"

The white-haired Wang's eyes were dark and bloodshot, and he growled with terror.

"Yes Yes……"

The musician and the dancing girl ran out in fear, not daring to look back.

After everyone had left, Sartu set his gaze on Luolai's face again.

Luo Lai was a little scared, but he still held back, and stared at him with wide eyes, thinking that the loser would not lose.

what!

I'm just looking at you!

A few seconds later, Sartu suddenly said, "Take off your clothes."

Rollei: "What?"

Sartu had a strange expression on his face. He frowned, as if pressing a chicken, and picked up Luo Lai, who was groaning with wine stains, and threw him on the chair.

With a big hand pulling, Luo Lai's soft linen robe turned into rags.

With his back against the throne and his hands on the armrest, the dumbfounded Luolai watched him tear his clothes, unable to get up no matter what.

Soon his upper body was exposed to the air. Fortunately, the men wore pants under the robe, otherwise he might have been gone by now!

Yet Sartu's unusual moves were not over yet.

Staring sharply at the wine juice on his white chest for a few seconds, Sartu suddenly squatted down on one knee and leaned over.

He pressed Luo Lai's shoulders with both hands, while his lips and the tip of his tongue swept over Luo Lai's chest, rolling up the wine juice on it and licking it. After licking it up, Luo Lai trembled from the wet and hot touch...

"Fuck, shit! What are you doing?!"

Luo Lai was more annoyed than shy and tried to cover it, but was torn away again.

The sunken clavicle fossa and the earlobe of the neck were all pink, and the chest heaved violently.

He couldn't break free, and couldn't get up.

Helplessness and panic clouded his emerald green eyes.

"You, don't touch me! Tell me about the child first!"

The young man, who had already lost a level of momentum, and had no offensive power because of his trembling voice, was really at the end of his rope.

He even wanted to hit someone with the horn of his forehead.

But as soon as he tried it, he was bitten by the corner.

The man warned that the teeth were tightly clenched, but the horns, which looked like they had no attack power and were afraid of pain and tickle, immediately felt a sharp pain, and the tree-shaped distribution of pain invaded the brain, and Luo Lei suddenly lost his energy.

The white-haired King of Babylon didn't take the monster's resistance seriously at all.

He still buried his head in his white chest.

The strange touch of the tongue across the skin made Luo Lai's whole body start to feel strange!

After removing those wine stains, Sartu felt better.He moved gently and carefully pecked and kissed Luo Lai's incision, which still had traces, over and over again.

Rollei didn't notice this.

He only thought that Sartu was punishing and humiliating him in this way.

"You didn't say you liked kids, but that's how you misled me..."

"You let me relax my vigilance, and then stole my child and gave it away while I was unsuspecting, hehe...you give it away, and I will follow you if you send him away!"

Luo Lai's eyes were red, the more he thought about it, the more disappointed he became, and the more he talked, the more wronged he became, and he shouted:

"I do not like you anymore……"

"I don't like you anymore!"

Hearing the words, Sartu paused, and he looked up, looking at the wrinkled and crying face of his beloved, his lake-like emerald green eyes glistening with pain and sorrow.

"No."

It is impossible not to like this king.

He said displeased.

Luo Lai poked his neck: "I don't like you!"

Sartu, who was expressionless, retorted: "No."

"I want to go with my son, we don't want you!"

"No, no, no."

"Don't!"

"No way."

Gan, you are not naive!

Luo Lai laughed back angrily, and said: "That's the real son that labor and management exchanged with their own blood and bones. You have half of your blood on him, you know. If you don't like it, forget it. Why would you give my child away?" ?”

"You are not worthy of having a wife and children on the kang, you will die alone forever!"

"My son and I don't want you anymore! No, no, no, no, slightly, slightly, slightly, slightly, slightly... oh!"

A big dry hand covered his drooling mouth.

Although this mouth could no longer say anything that made him uncomfortable, Sartu still frowned at the fierce eyes.

"You almost died because of that kid."

"He is one of the murderers. This king will not tolerate the heir who killed his mother. It is my kindness to let him live."

What the hell?

You fucking learned logic from villains, right?ah! ?

It is precisely because of such a great sin that I have a child, so I should cherish it even more.Your child may still have a gene now, guilty ass!

He really couldn't understand Sartu's thoughts at all!

And Sartu softened his voice, stroked Luolai's cheek and squinted his eyes: "This king will not send him away, and the bandits can also be lenient."

Luo Lai, who knew Sartu's character well, chuckled: "But what?"

Sartu: "But you are not allowed to see him, the child can only live outside the palace."

In ancient Babylon, or even in any country, people would dislike a child whose mother died of dystocia at birth. It was a disobedient child who was born with the sin of killing his mother.

Especially for a husband who loves his wife deeply.

You can have many children, but the loss of your partner is irreversible.

Although Jiao didn't experience childbirth, the scene of his lover being disemboweled and the bones taken out that day was deeply imprinted in Sartu's mind...

At that moment, Sartu, who was supposed to be fearless as a king, couldn't restrain his inner fear and fear of losing the horn.

Different countries have different beliefs. Babylon is a country of burials. They believe that if a person's body is not fully buried, even if he is reincarnated, he will become a born unhealthy person.

Some children who can't hear, speak, or have deformed bodies will be labeled as "probably criminals who have been punished in their previous life" and are disgusted by their parents.

A bone that is taken cannot heal.

The cute horn he loves will become a crippled person, which makes Sartu unable not to be angry and disgusted with the offspring born from the mother's rib...

Rollei and Sartu did not stand at the same angle.

Luo Lai was the one who paid, he didn't feel anything, he loved that child very much.

And Sartu is the one who loves Luo Lai, and he resents this kind of behavior.

Compared with children, the role is more important to him, and it is his greatest tolerance for Sartu to allow such Kemu children to live in the palace.

Disagreement,

different ways of thinking,

Contradictions arise from this.

Luo Lai stood up silently, this time Sartu did not stop him.

Because Sartu felt that he had already made a rare concession. For Xilike and the others, what a great honor the king's concession is!

His horn should be very touched, not only will he not cling to this matter anymore, but he will also be very happy.

The corners of Sartu's lips were sunken, and his unruly brows and eyes were full of pride. He was waiting for his horns to act like a baby.

The corners of the green-haired young man's lips were raised, and he did show a smile.

Luo Thief is so happy. Lai took a deep breath and roared and announced:

"starting today--"

"We broke up!!! Sleeping separately!!!!"

"Until the day you realize your mistake, you don't want to see labor!!!"

He—tui!

Sartu: Jiao must be very happy to hear this king say that. You can see how he took a deep breath, maybe he was too moved.

Luo Lai smiled: Break up friendship, sleep separately, goodbye, bah!

Saltu: ? ? ?This script is not quite right.

Er sai: Er sai gave the trilobite x1 to "Transformed into the Sword of the Tyrant of Babylon". 】