Dressed as the sword of a Babylonian tyrant

Grandma Lailai heard a helpless smile and patted the big lion's nose with its claws: "Isn't this for our son?" '

Hearing too many puffs, Sartu covered his ears and knew what the little thing said, he snorted coldly: "This king doesn't want to hear this for my son!"

'Why are you jealous with the child...'

Okay, okay, you were the essence of vinegar in your previous life, right?

Nai Lailai complained secretly in her heart, and quickly stroked the fur of her lion with her hands, trying to change the subject, asking why Sartu suddenly found here.

The King of Babylon, who was still angry, raised his eyebrows, "Does this king have to find a reason to see his queen?"

Nai Lailai: "..." Cough, that's not necessary.

Sartu: "And you've been here since this morning, and you didn't even come back for lunch. How dare you ask me why I'm here? If I don't come, will you come to me?"

Really not.

It was so busy here that it forgot the time, but it might have to wait until dark to remember the time until Sartu came.

The upturned amber eyes are sharp, making a girl feel more guilty, and it directly turns into a cowardly girl.

Well, well, I was wrong, next time I promise to go back sooner!

Master bastard, don't be angry~

mua!

Nai Lailai, who was not confident enough, showed a smile with four pointed teeth, squeezed her round face more and more pleasingly, kissed Sartu's face with her mouth, and kept herself behind while kissing. saliva.

Sartu carried it a little farther away, shaking his palm.

Let the little villain who smeared saliva on his face paw four paws in the air, put his tail against his belly in horror, and screamed.

He squinted at it, his expression was still cold and not easy to mess with, but his heart was extremely benefited, and the icy aura exuding from his whole body softened as if spring had arrived.

"Do you still dare to neglect your husband?"

"Hmph, who is important, my king or that child?"

The tip of Spade Heart's tail quickly pointed to Sartu.

The corners of the lips are sunken, and the eyes are slightly curved.Sartu put Nai Lailai on his shoulders, listened to the terrified Nai Lailai scolding himself, and told about the upcoming departure to Assyria.

"I'm going, and you naturally have to go with me. There is no danger of internal turmoil in Assyria now. Didn't you always clamor to go out to play?" Sartu's eyes were tender, "This time, the king I'll take you out to play."

At the beginning, I heard that they were happy to go out to play, but when I heard that the place they were going to was Assyria, Nai Lailai fell silent.

It remembered what Bain said, and turned into a human and asked Sartu with a complicated expression: "So... the current King of Assyria is the little prince named Alan, right?"

"Why?" Sartu sharply showed a suspicious expression, "You know?"

"Uh, I've seen it before." Luo Lai licked his lips and laughed dryly: "It was the time he and his eldest brother came to the palace four years ago. He was a cute child. I didn't expect to become a king, hahaha..."

"that's it?"

"Uh-huh!"

"Oh~" Sartu narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at him: "Four years can quickly change a person, let alone a prince of the royal family. When it comes to Assyria, stay by my side obediently and don’t run around, you understand.”

Being looked at by eyes that seemed to know everything, Luo Lai felt guilty in his heart.

He hummed twice, and the worries in his heart quickly dissipated.

Although Bane said that he had a complicated relationship with the boy named Alan in the past, but history has changed. He and Alan have only met once, so it must be...it doesn't matter, right?

It's not a heartthrob script, maybe people have forgotten me long ago.

Even if I remember, he fell from the sky and smashed people out of the nose, not to mention the green hair and long horns... what remained in the little prince's heart must be the terrifying shadow of childhood!

Thinking of this, Luo Lai put his worries into his stomach and relaxed his mind.

It became 'Little Puji' again, speaking ill of Sartu by virtue of Sartu's inability to understand his own language.

It's a pity that Sartu quickly saw through and held him down, almost rua bald.

Eight days later, everyone set off as scheduled.

Large ships that can hold thousands of people went up along the Tigris River. In ancient Babylon, where civilization was rising and maritime trade continued, sails that save manpower by using the wind have long existed.

Under the command of the captain, the crew raised the sails, and the helmsman observed the changes in the water surface and adjusted the direction of the hull.

More than 20 medium-sized ships guarded the largest ship flying the Babylonian lion flag in the middle, protecting the safety of the Babylonian king on board.

On the deck, a green-haired young monster with a small horn on his head and a wide-brimmed hat was sitting leisurely by the side of the boat fishing.

The upper and lower white soft linen robes were loosely put on him, and his slender wrists and ankles made him look a little thin.

The gentle, cool wind blew across the river, lifting his long green hair that circled the ground at the back of his head because of his sitting position.

In the lively scene where Sartu's confidants and generals were drinking and chatting, the young man who was taking a break from the noise closed his eyes, with a look of enjoyment on his face.

After a while, the sound of footsteps came from the ear, and the laughter of the soldiers subsided. Luo Lai knew who was coming, and opened his emerald green eyes. Sure enough, he saw Sartu picking up his hair that was hanging on the ground.

Sartu also dressed casually outside.

The white hair was rarely combed back into a serious hairstyle, and he did not wear the crown representing the king. The sleeveless and open robe was tied around the waist by a braided golden belt, and the protruding collarbone and muscular chest were at a glance. exhaustive.

Rolley looked up, and his eyes flickered at his armbands and abs.

Damn, I'm so envious!

Quiet Mimi pinched her little belly, which was one of human beings, and Lailai sighed with low self-esteem.

Sure enough, a mermaid has eight-pack abs and big breasts. An otaku with a hobby like him is not worthy of it.

"You can't do this, you can't catch fish."

Sartu put the strands of hair in his hand on the chair behind Luolai, looked at the fishing rod in Luolai's hand and reminded: "The speed of the boat is very fast now, the fish will not come together, and they will not be able to eat your bait."

"Is that so?" Luo Lai blinked, looked at the fishing rod in his hand, then at Sartu, and then smiled: "Well, forget it, anyway, I was just on a whim, and I didn't think I could really catch it. Fish, I just think that such a view and such an open deck must be very good for fishing!"

Sartu quietly looked at the young man in front of him without speaking, his amber eyes, like sunlight diluted, skipped over the subordinate next to him holding a wine glass and hunching his neck.

"No one reminded you?"

"Uh...they thought I was sleeping, so they didn't come over."

of course not.

Luo Lai knew that in the past four years, Sartu had stopped hiding his relationship with him within the scope of his confidantes, and Minshen also wore armbands, so not only his confidantes, but most of the ministers also had a basic mentality.

Holding the idea of ​​seeing the truth but never telling the truth, and the king never asking if he doesn't mention it, these confidantes never mentioned it.

Most of the subordinates who can become Sartu's trust are talented people. They are loyal to Sartu, but they have their own arrogance. Even if it is because the monarch respects Luo Lai's attitude, they always maintain an appropriate angle.

That is to say: I don't say whether I hate this man who charmed the king and caused the king to have no heirs. I still listen to my master and respect him, but I will never get close to him.

Luo Lai has self-knowledge and doesn't try to get close.

Besides, he didn't want to be an official, so wooing them would only make others doubt his purpose.

This is something that must be paid for choosing to be together in a fair and honest manner. They did not express disgust and dissatisfaction with Luolai in private, and told Luolai that it was the result of Sartu's long-standing prestige...

As for Sartu, he didn't even need to think for a second before he could guess the truth of the matter.

With hot hands, Luo Lai's hair, which was blown back and forth by the wind, was pinched behind Luo Lai's ears.

Sartu lowered his eyes, and the snow-white eyelashes covered his honey-colored skin very nicely.

"Jiao, do you complain about this king's public decision?" After a while, Sartu suddenly said, "Perhaps it will be easier for you if this king finds a substitute."

"Nothing!" Luo Lai quickly waved his hand, "I'm not stupid, besides, they didn't target me or speak ill of me, and it's good enough that they would nod and salute when they usually meet. Subdue it?"

Sartu smiled when he heard the words, his eyes seemed to turn golden under the sun, and the white hair swept across his forehead to soften his overly sharp face.

"The next time the king travels, he will bring Heliklesha and the others with him. After returning to the palace, the king will ask the Prophet Temlu to serve you. The Prophet knows a lot and will relieve your boredom."

"Oh no, you transferred the prophet to the harem to relieve the concubine's boredom—why? Don't want fame?!"

He naturally knew that Sartu was making up for him and felt sorry for him.

Luo Lai was sweet in his heart, but with an angry look on his face, he gave Sartu a white look.

Sartu loves him, so why doesn't he feel sorry for Sartu?

"In the past four years, I have worked hard for you every day, and suppressed your bad temper. Now you have just cultivated the signs of a virtuous king among the ministers and the people. You dare to abuse your power! Believe it or not!"

Seeing the grimace that the young man made with bared teeth on purpose, Sartu chuckled lowly.

He held the palm of Luolai's face and stroked it with his fingertips, and inserted the root of the green hair to fiddle with the soft hair.

The tacit understanding of old couples - the two looked at each other for a while, one was gentle and the other blushing slowly approached, and they exchanged a long, long kiss lingeringly.

When he left, his lips were already wet, and Sartu pressed his thumbs on the end of the emerald green eyes covered with water film, and his forehead touched Luolai's forehead.

Rollei shyly picked at his armband.

"Everything is ready."

The handsome King of Babylon, who had a sexy and hoarse voice and was soaked in sugar water, intertwined with him, and said in a low voice:

"I'll marry you when that child gets to Babylon."

"I love you, Horn."

"..." Luo Lai wanted to scratch his face so hot, he turned his head to push away the man who was about to be on top of him, "I, I know, stay away... everyone is watching!"

Sartu's smile deepened, he loved the young man's shy look, "Where's your answer, Jiao?"

The shy Luolai put his hands on his strong chest: "Hurry up, hurry up, get up! Don't be annoying, I tell you!"

Sartu held his hand, and pressed his lips against his earlobe, which was reddening quickly: "Answer me first."

The unsuspecting Luo Lai shuddered, covered his ears and glared at the stinky hooligan, as if he wanted to whip him with a fishing rod.

"I'm willing to do it, go away! You scared all my fish away!"

"Remember what you said."

"Mmmmm... go away!"

Sartu stood up with the corners of his raised lips pressed, he didn't care about the young man's angry words, and left under the call of his confidants.

When he left, Luo Lai was alone, thinking back to the scene just now, he covered his face and secretly laughed.

They are old couples and still come to this set hehehehehe——

My dog ​​man is so handsome hehehehehe——

Author: My dog ​​reader is so handsome hehehehehe

@eryao: Eryao gave a trilobite x1 to "The Sword of the Tyrant of Babylon".