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As a member of the royal family, Amenhotep IV needed to learn more knowledge than his peers since he was a child, and he did not lag behind in physical exercise.

His uncle used to be an army general stationed on the border of Egypt responsible for protecting the territory. After returning to the imperial city of Thebes, although he retreated behind the scenes, he passed on all his skills to Amenhotep IV.

Amenhotep IV was very talented, both in terms of his perception of the political situation and his mastery of weapons.

He is very keen on learning, and he is not stingy about exploring areas that have never been involved.At this time, for Amenhotep IV, Nefertiti was the existence that he wanted to savor and feel carefully.

His palm firmly pressed Fu Zhenhong's palm, so that their fingers intertwined. In this way, Fu Zhenhong's rejection was prevented.The moist and hot kiss fell on Fu Zhenhong's body again, and the young pharaoh's Adam's apple rolled up and down, leaving his own breath on Fu Zhenhong's forehead, bridge of nose, and chin.

Fu Zhenhong's breathing hadn't completely calmed down yet. He raised his head, looked over Amenhotep IV's shoulder, and looked straight up. There was a trace of crystal clear water in his originally indifferent blue eyes. Light.

What Amenhotep IV did to him just now was too stimulating for Fu Zhenhong's body, so much so that he seemed to be in a slightly absent-minded state at the moment.

As for Fu Zhenhong's appearance, for Amenhotep IV, it was a temptation that he couldn't resist.Amenhotep IV's chest began to heat up, and all the emotions in his heart swept to his brain like a tide.

There was a touch of love in Amenhotep IV's fiery eyes, and he wanted to see Nefertiti show a more vivid expression because of him.

Amenhotep IV is not a person who is used to showing his emotions. In a certain way, he is quite self-disciplined and knows how to restrain his emotions.

But right now, Amenhotep IV found himself in front of Nefertiti, and all restraint was defeated by Nefertiti's hard-working and forbearing appearance.

Even though ice cubes and aromatic wax were placed in the room, Amenhotep IV felt very hot, he felt pain from the heat, and his blood spurted out from the heat.

Nefertiti is now his partner. Nefertiti's name will be recorded together with his name on the papyrus scroll representing the history of the New Kingdom of Egypt. Amenhotep IV does not want to endure .

Amenhotep IV's age is exactly the stage full of desire to explore, with a strong sense of curiosity. He seems to have inexhaustible energy and does not know how to get tired.

Now that Fu Zhenhong has become his partner, so of course, she has become the object of Amenhotep IV's exploration, passively experiencing that Amenhotep IV has slowly become proficient from the initial jerk.

And just like what Amenhotep IV said at the beginning, he wanted Fu Zhenhong to forget Saixi Tours, and he wanted Fu Zhenhong to be happy, so Amenhotep IV was not alone. He only cares about himself.

He will carefully look for the critical point that makes Fu Zhenhong's eyelashes flutter, and then continue to attack in that direction by feeling the subtle changes in Fu Zhenhong's body.It is precisely because of this that for the character setting of Fu Zhenhong's body, it is more like a torture.

"……enough…"

At the back, when Amenhotep IV leaned forward again, Fu Zhenhong tensed her jawline and said coldly.

However, due to Fu Zhenhong's hoarse voice, the words he said had no deterrent effect at all, and even when they were passed into the eardrums of Amenhotep IV, it actually deepened the pain in Amenhotep IV's eyes. dark color.

In the end, Fu Zhenhong simply closed her eyes and did not look into Amenhotep IV's eyes, as if she was rejecting all the experiences Amenhotep IV brought him in this silent way.

Seeing this, Amenhotep IV laughed softly. Sweat had already appeared on his forehead, and the fine sweat stains wet his temples, and softened his face when it was attached to the side of his face. Excessive facial features.

Because of his diligent exercise, Amenhotep IV's figure has been well developed.He had the strength and physique of a man, and the energy of a youth.

His skin was not fair, but it was not particularly dark either. Egypt's perennially hot climate gave his complexion a very healthy bronze color.At this time, a thin layer of sweat oozes from his body, and under the candlelight, it glows slightly, revealing a youthful and vigorous sex appeal.

He kissed Fu Zhenhong's closed eyelids, and then rubbed his lips gently in front of Fu Zhenhong's temples: "...not enough..."

He answered Fu Zhenhong's words just now, his breathing was heavy, his tone was gentle, but his movements were completely different and forceful.

How could it be enough, he likes Nefertiti, very much, every bit of Nefertiti attracts him.

And now, he finally got Nefertiti, after tasting such extreme pleasure that his heart trembled slightly, how could he end everything so easily.

Nefertiti was a gift from the sun god.

He was Pharaoh, the son of the sun god.

The great Lord God will rise on the east bank of the Nile,

He has power, glory and status

He has smelled the lotus, the myrrh,

And none of these are as sweet as Nefertiti's neck

His queen, with blue eyes like the deep sea

The golden hair is like the hot sun.

He kissed his queen deeply, holding his legs at his waist.

He drank the water of the heavenly river

I should also deeply own the most beautiful person on the bank of the Red River.

…………

The night outside the window is getting darker and darker, and the bright moonlight is getting more and more hazy.

The aromatic wax in the palace is still melting slowly.

It wasn't until the candles burned out, the sky on the east bank of the Nile River gradually turned white, and the magnificent sleeping palaces returned to peace.

Fu Zhenhong didn't fall asleep, but he didn't want to open his eyes to look at the person beside him who was still looking at his face.

His body in this world does not have very good force, what he relies on is the somewhat ethereal power of faith and curse.Under such circumstances, Amenhotep IV's offensive was still somewhat difficult for him to parry.

At this moment, he only felt that his body was limp, and he had no strength in his whole body, as if raising his arms would take some effort.

He was tired, but this tiredness could not let him fall asleep peacefully.There was Amenhotep IV's steady breathing by his ear, even if he didn't open his eyes to look at Amenhotep IV, he knew that Amenhotep IV's eyes were filled with satiety.

Amenhotep IV lay quietly on his side beside Fu Zhenhong. He propped his arms and rested his head on his temple, staring at Fu Zhenhong just like that.

There was still a faint smell of the aftermath in the air, and this smell blended with the fragrance of the aromatic wax, all reminding Amenhotep IV that he and Nefertiti had become a true blending partner.

His clothes were a little messy, his black hair was scattered casually, his whole body was full of laziness, and there was no trace of his exposed chest.Contrary to him, Fu Zhenhong hardly had a piece of smooth and clean skin on her body.

That seemed unfair, since it meant that Nefertiti had no intention of leaving his mark on him.

Thinking of this, Amenhotep IV couldn't help feeling a little apprehensive, but he quickly adjusted his emotions.He stretched out his hand, gently curled Fu Zhenhong's hair with his fingertips, and wrapped it around his knuckles.

"Nefertiti." Knowing that Fu Zhenhong was not asleep, he called out to him.

Fu Zhenhong heard it, but didn't give him a look.

Amenhotep IV was not annoyed either, he seemed to have suddenly discovered something interesting, even if he didn't get a response from Fu Zhenhong, he never tired of calling Fu Zhenhong's name over and over again.

"Nefertiti... Nefertiti... Nefertiti..."

At this time, Amenhotep IV was not at all mature and calm when he was sitting on the throne facing his courtiers. Instead, he finally had the vitality that he should have at his age.

Fu Zhenhong was a little annoyed by his shouting, so she opened her eyes and glanced at him coldly.

Amenhotep IV immediately met Fu Zhenhong's gaze, the corners of his lips curled up, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Does it hurt?" He asked Fu Zhenhong, put down his hand playing with Fu Zhenhong's hair, and put it on Fu Zhenhong's waist.

Nefertiti's waist is slender and flexible, especially when his body is tensed, the arc of his bow is smooth and beautiful, revealing an irresistible beauty.

This also made Amenhotep IV unwilling to let go when he was emotionally agitated, as if possessed by a demon, and Fu Zhenhong's skin itself was relatively delicate, and the final result was a large bruise.

It was precisely because of this that Amenhotep IV wanted to help Fu Zhenhong to relieve her pain at this moment.

But Amenhotep IV's behavior didn't last long, and in less than two seconds, Fu Zhenhong opened his hand mercilessly.

However, because Fu Zhenhong's strength had not fully recovered, the force hitting the back of Amenhotep IV's hand did not feel any pain to Amenhotep IV.

Amenhotep IV smiled easily again. In his opinion, Nefertiti's gesture of rejecting him was extraordinarily beautiful.

very nice.

Amenhotep IV said something in his heart, then obediently withdrew his hand, and lay down on Fu Zhenhong's side in an orderly manner.

Although he really wanted to hold Nefertiti in his arms and fall asleep, he also knew that Nefertiti would not be able to fall asleep in that case.

In fact, Amenhotep IV knew very well that Nefertiti could really relax and have a good rest only when he left here, but he was selfish, and he couldn't bear to sleep separately from Nefertiti, especially in this special day.

Therefore, not holding Nefertiti in his arms is already the limit for Amenhotep IV.

"Go to sleep, Nefertiti, I won't disturb you." He watched Nefertiti turn his back to his back, and lowered his voice, revealing a bit of affection in his low and deep tone with tenderness.