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When Saixi Tours said this, the hot air from his mouth sprayed on Fu Zhenhong's earlobe, adding a bit of itching.

Because their backs were facing each other, Cecy Tours couldn't see whether Nefertiti's eyes were indifferent or showing some emotional ups and downs.

He felt very nervous, and he was still a little uneasy.

What he feared would be Nefertiti's refusal.

Especially in this quiet environment, only his own slightly heavy breathing due to the excessive ups and downs of his mood.

In fact, Sisi Tours really wanted to kiss Nefertiti forcefully immediately, and then reached into his lips to snatch the sweetness in Nefertiti's mouth, and hooked up with Nefertiti's tongue intimately Entangled and sucked together.

But he was afraid that that would make Nefertiti feel too offended, and he didn't want to offend Nefertiti.

So at this moment, he could only silently hug Nefertiti even tighter.

"Nefertiti..." Saixi Tours called Fu Zhenhong's name in a low voice, like a trapped animal desperately in need of comfort and satisfaction.

Inside the tent, under the somewhat dim candlelight, the bodies of the two touching each other were elongated by the halo.

Fu Zhenhong patted Saixi Tours' hand on his abdomen lightly, signaling him to let go.

Sure enough...isn't it okay...

Saixi Tours blinked his eyelashes with some disappointment, and slowly let go of his hand.

However, just as he withdrew his hand, Fu Zhenhong turned around and held Saixi Tours' face with both hands.

He raised his blue eyes, looked at Saixi Tours' eyes, moved his lips slightly, and said to the handsome man in front of him, "Help me take off the mask."

I don't know if it's because the air in the tent at night is too hot and humid. When Cecy Tours heard Nefertiti's voice, he felt that the voice was deeper than usual, with a very The magnetic force of seduction, after penetrating his eardrums, poured straight into his heart.

Saixi Tours became a little nervous again, but besides the tension, there was an uncontrollable expectation. Nefertiti's words made him vaguely understand what they might do next.

Saixi Tours' Adam's apple rolled up and down, he raised his hand and stroked the thin chain connected to the golden mask behind his beloved's ear, then walked around the golden hair, and gently took off the golden mask.

Seeing Nefertiti's face, Cecy Tours' chest felt slightly hot. No matter how many times he had seen Nefertiti's true face, every time he saw it, he still felt heart-beating and amazed.

Especially at this moment, the dim yellow candlelight shone on his fair face and on his golden hair, like a layer of hazy light and shadow, making Nefertiti look more moving than the Nile River water in the setting sun.

Saixi Tours put his palm on Fu Zhenhong's loose blond hair and gently stroked it. Fu Zhenhong leaned forward and kissed Saixi Tours' lips.

Saixi Tours' hand touching Fu Zhen's red hair paused slightly, and the soft touch on his lips made his eyes darken.The fragrant fragrance flowing from the lips and teeth seemed to be luring him, and it penetrated into the tip of the tongue to entangle him.

This time, there was no need to ask any more, let alone the slightest hesitation, Saixi Tours followed her heart and started to kiss deeply.

He put the golden mask aside, his hands firmly wrapped around Fu Zhenhong's waist, and pressed Fu Zhenhong between the wall and his body.

But even though this is a bit of a forceful behavior, his movements are gentle, gentle and powerful.

At this time, a gust of wind suddenly swayed outside the tent.

The fleeting coolness blew the tent.

Because Saixi Tours's mind was all on Fu Zhenhong, he didn't care about this unusual thing that he would definitely notice in normal times.

As for Fu Zhenhong's mind, the man with red hair that he saw on the longboard tour bus flashed past.

"Nefertiti, my love." Saixi Tours did not notice Fu Zhenhong's brief distraction. He was still immersed in the sweetness of the kiss. Although he retracted his tongue at this moment, his lips were still sticking to Fu Zhen red lips.

After giving each other enough time to take a breath, Saixi Tours kissed again.But this time, he was no longer satisfied with the mere intertwining of lips and teeth.

He wants to explore more different beauties from Nefertiti.

Saixi Tours' hands gradually moved from Fu Zhenhong's waist. The pure white robe wrapped Fu Zhenhong's slender waist. The pulp of his fingers felt the wonderful touch under the palm of his hand.

The aromatic wax placed in the tent is slowly melting with the rising temperature, but the quiet aroma does not make the air much cooler.Under the candlelight, Cecy Tours' body became hotter and hotter, and his desire rose amidst kisses and comforts.

He withdrew from Fu Zhenhong's lips, put his hands on Fu Zhenhong's sides, and pressed his palms against the wall, panting slightly, his deep eyes reflected this gorgeous and unparalleled face, and there was an extremely gentle look in his pupils Nostalgia and obsession.

The envoy in front of him, who is revered and admired by everyone, is his beloved companion.From the time he held little Nefertiti in his arms when he was ten years old, he knew that the baby boy in his arms would be his most beloved treasure.

He watched Nefertiti grow up slowly, and his love for her gradually deepened.

He would not allow anyone to come between him and Nefertiti.

Nefertiti was his companion.

Saixi Tours' eyes surrounded by longing became more determined. He kissed Fu Zhenhong's nose tip, took off the wide neck necklace on Fu Zhenhong's neck, and then took off Fu Zhenhong's outer robe.

Fu Zhenhong is the messenger of the gods, and today is one of the most grand festivals in Upper and Lower Egypt, so his clothes are not just a single piece. After taking off the pure white robe, he still wears the same dress underneath. It's a pure white corset.

The style of this tunic was exposed from Fu Zhenhong's left shoulder to his right arm. It was a bit like a slanted-shoulder robe in Tibetan costumes, but it was not so loose.

Saixi Tours looked at Fu Zhenhong's jade-like flawless skin on her arms and neck under the candlelight, and her enthusiasm became stronger and stronger.

Saixi Tours couldn't help caressing the flawless beauty in front of her eyes, and moved slowly all the way in, following the lines of the collarbone to Fu Zhenhong's neck.

However, just as Saixi Tours' hand was about to continue exploring, a voice suddenly came from outside the tent.

A squire who carries the message—

"Your Excellency Saixi Tours, the high priest wants to see you, and he is waiting for you in the holy residence."

Saixi Tours paused.

The waiter who sent the message did not get a response from Saixi Tours, so he called into the tent again: "Your Excellency Saixi Tours?"

Saixi Tours lowered his face, his lips were tight, and his emotions were condensed visible to the naked eye.

Before the waiter yelled a third time, Fu Zhenhong said, "Go." He said to Saixi Tours.

Saixi Tours stared deeply at Fu Zhenhong for a few seconds, finally sighed softly, and kissed the tip of Fu Zhenhong's nose apologetically, "I'm sorry Nefertiti, I'll go and lie down first."

"En." Fu Zhenhong replied, without much emotional change on her face.

Saixi Tours looked at Fu Zhenhong like this, and thought of the gold bracelet that he hadn't seen when his eyes touched the other's wrist. I changed my tune.

"Then I'll go." After saying this, he turned and left.

Fu Zhenhong stared at the back of Saixi Tours leaving, and only looked away after his figure disappeared.

[Xiaohong, what did Saixi Tours want to say just now? ]

[Maybe I want to ask about the gold bracelet. ] Fu Zhenhong lowered her eyes and glanced at her wrist.

There was a golden ring supported by emeralds and agates, and the red snake that fell asleep under his command, but there was no bracelet that Secytus personally put on him at the engagement ceremony.

[Then why did he stop talking. ] The weak chicken system asked again.

Although it has traveled through countless worlds with Fu Zhenhong, it still feels complicated and incomprehensible when facing human emotions.

[Don't know] Fu Zhenhong doesn't know how to read minds, so naturally it's impossible to give the most accurate answer on some matters.

However, he thought of the breeze that was obviously caused by the passing of a figure outside the tent when he was kissing Saixi Tours just now. Perhaps there was some subtle relationship between this and Saixi Tours being suddenly called away. connect.

If that figure is the man with red hair, it should be related to Amenhotep IV.

Sure enough, things went as Fu Zhenhong thought.

Less than 2 minutes after Saixi Tours got out of the tent, Fu Zhenhong, who was about to put on her robe, heard a burst of steady footsteps.

Fu Zhenhong's hands continued to move, and he put on his robe. At this moment, someone opened a corner of the tent's curtain from the outside, and a young man in gorgeous clothes walked in.

"It will be taken off soon, so why put it on again." The man's deep voice revealed a hint of ambiguity.

Fu Zhenhong turned around and looked at the visitor.

Amenhotep IV met Fu Zhenhong's cold gaze, and walked up to Fu Zhenhong step by step.

His sharp eyes stared straight at Fu Zhenhong, or more precisely, at Fu Zhenhong's lips.

Because Fu Zhenhong and Saixi Tours had just kissed for a short time, even though Saixi Tours's movements were very gentle, it still made Fu Zhenhong's delicate lips more gorgeous than before.

Complicated eyes flashed in Amenhotep IV's eyes. He stretched out his hand to touch the lips, which were more alluring and beautiful than rose petals, but his fingertips hadn't touched this alluring beauty yet. He was dodged by the opponent.

His eyes darkened, "Did he kiss you?" Amenhotep IV asked.

Fu Zhenhong ignored him, and after tidying up her robes, she bypassed Amenhotep IV in front of her and was about to leave the tent.

His attitude made Amenhotep IV even more displeased. Amenhotep IV directly held Fu Zhenhong's arm, dragged Fu Zhenhong to him, and pinched Fu Zhenhong. Holding Fu Zhenhong's chin, she said coldly, "He must have kissed you."

Fu Zhenhong frowned slightly: "This has nothing to do with you."

Amenhotep IV sneered: "It will be related to me soon."

Fu Zhenhong grasped the point: "What do you mean?" He asked.

Amenhotep IV did not continue this topic, but rubbed the corners of Fu Zhenhong's lips with his fingertips, and said to himself: "In addition to kissing your lips, he also kissed you, Did he touch your skin, did he..."