Food reserves are all love brains? [Comprehensive]

At night, where can I find two more people to play mahjong with Gilgamesh.

But Gilgamesh doesn't care, whatever he thinks is the king's prerogative.The wayward king thought for a while, and dragged the little girl to the temple.

Since Ishtar left, the temple has become quite chaotic.Halfway through the magic boy competition, it was over. The victims didn't dare to confront the goddess, and it was okay to take their anger out on the pretty priestess.The streets of Uruk are empty, but the temple is very lively. If you want to find a suitable person to play with, that is the first choice.

As soon as they entered the gate, they saw the white flesh rolled into a ball, and its posture was extremely ugly.

——Anyway, it is not an excellent posture suitable for learning, and it will be bad if you learn it badly.

Gilgamesh, who claims to be an excellent mentor, has been obsessed with teaching the king's treasure who is ignorant of human affairs these days. At this moment, he raised his eyebrows reflexively, covered the eyes of the curious little bastard, and said sternly:

"Don't look, the king doesn't want you if your eyes are dirty."

But, for the first time, his hands were slapped away.

No need to force, the little girl's cat fist is soft, her eyes are looking at a certain direction without blinking, there is something more in her expression besides curiosity.

The blue eyes seemed to be darker than before, and the sparkling color spread a little bit, and more and more intense emotions condensed in them, but it was not the same as the look of grievance that was ruthless by the prince.

is anger.

The second Gilgamesh recognized this fresh emotion, Truth teleported.With a clear goal, she kicked away the white flesh that was pressing on the priestess, and then pinned down the naked green-haired girl with a panicked expression.

The man who was kicked to the side was hard and painful. He opened his mouth to curse, but when he met the hero Wang's sinister gaze, he was so frightened that he softened on the spot.

"King...King?!"

The man is an aristocrat. Originally, with his status, it was a bit difficult to meet the top prostitutes, but because the temple that has lost power these days wants to appease the public, those top prostitutes also lowered their status and accepted the appointment.

For example, the one he made an appointment with today.

Shamhat, the most precious flower among the priestesses, usually only accepts serious missions from goddesses and kings, no matter how big a nobleman wants to get along with her, it all depends on her mood.

The man stiffened his neck and turned his head to look at the beautiful woman he had finally obtained.Shamhat folded his hands and shackled above his head, his delicate body subconsciously arched slightly after being suppressed by violence, revealing his graceful curves. The tears in her eyes made her more attractive and lovable - but the man dared not save her.

He swallowed, shook his lips, and turned his gaze to the dark-haired girl riding on Shamhat with an unpredictable expression.

... Wang, so the future princess likes this mouthful.

Naturally, he knew the little Highness who was famous for his powerful force, sweet personality, and popularity. At this moment, Kuze Zhen didn't have the usual cute smile on his face. The little girl pursed her lips, and the atmosphere was terribly depressed.Her free fingers clumsily traced Shamhat's moist and slightly swollen lips, and the white chest covered with traces. The two white rabbits stayed on Shamhat's chest for a while, and the cold eyes in the green eyes Things melted a little.

Truth held up the familiar face of the green-haired girl in puzzlement, facing the shivering prostitute under the coercion, gently smoothed her long hair as before.

——Different from the expected feeling, she frowned even tighter.

When the Gilgamesh volcano erupted, the little girl asked hesitantly:

"You used to... didn't you have no breasts..."

"... Enkidu?"

"You idiot! Stupid! Pig brain!"

Wang was so angry that he didn't remember mahjong anymore. After driving away the innocent noble man, he pointed to the green-haired prostitute who was smiling awkwardly, and said angrily,

"My friend is a hundred times prettier than her, how can you still admit your mistake?!"

—Are you a professional Enkidu blower? !

The template of Enkidu's appearance. Except for some parts, Shamhat, who is exactly the same as the king's best friend, dared not say anything. Wearing the clothes that became tattered in the passionate battle, he watched the scene with a strange expression.

The coercion that almost scared Shamhat to faint before disappeared. The little girl became inexplicably happy after knowing that Shamhat was not Enkidu. There is no such thing as "an alien goddess stronger than Ishtar" Looking majestic, he just smirked at the king flatteringly:

"I know I'm wrong."

——Actually, the truth is not clear, but she has already figured out the routine of Jill brand high-quality rations. It is good to apologize in advance when encountering anything. As for punishment or not, light or heavy, it depends on Wang's mood.

The bad-tempered Wang's eyes flickered slightly, and he snorted, obviously not being flattered.

The guilty truth sticks to it enthusiastically:

"king……"

Gilgamesh ruthlessly pushed the soft-boned little bastard away.

"king……"

"Don't get close to this king! I'm upset when I see you."

Truth let go of his hand obediently, and moved his body back to ensure that the distance between him and the king was more than 1 meter.

But Gilgamesh's complexion didn't get better, on the contrary, it became even uglier.

He stared at the little girl who didn't feel grateful for Wang's indulgence, and didn't have the self-consciousness of belongings, and didn't wait for the other party's low-key review.Not only that, but the little girl who had nothing to do was still peeking at Shamhart.

——Still peeking! ! !

Truth carefully hooked the corners of her mouth, and Shamhart responded with a charming smile.The two exchanged glances, exhilarated.

"..."

Gilgamesh: "You! Give this king a good review and find a place to sleep by yourself these days!!!"

The king came out of the temple angrily, summoned the aircraft, and flew towards the sky with a whiz. He didn't know where to go to relax, leaving Shamhat and Truth looking at each other in the temple.

The little girl didn’t seem panicked at all. Although Gilgamesh’s taste was good, the way he was fed was really terrible. Truth is generally more tolerant of human beings—especially high-quality rations, but that doesn’t mean she wants to It's okay to be hungry.

The conscience monster originally wanted to lose again, so he ignored it and went to find Enkidu. If Enki didn't obey, he would be forcibly kidnapped and taken to the next world.Unexpectedly, thinking of Enkidu in his heart, he really bumped into an "Enkidu"—the dead soul he was thinking about had a physical body at some point, and his body was covered with other auras.

At that time, Truth was really angry, and she didn't know what she wanted to do. Anyway, it was not a good thing. Fortunately, she was woken up in time.

She looked at Shamhat, who was almost exactly the same as Enkidu, with some trepidation. Out of subtle compensatory psychology, Truth approached friendly and wanted to wipe Shamhat's body clean.

Whether it's Enkidu or not—it's always a bit strange to have something else in it.

The touch of truth was denied.

Shamhart still smiled charmingly, and said softly, "It's not good if your hands are dirty."

"It's okay."

"It doesn't matter to you, the king is going to be angry."

"Jill is already angry..." The little girl pouted nonchalantly, as if to say, "It's okay to be angry again."

Among the god prostitutes, there are distinct classes and cruel competition. The lowest rank is like an ant.

The girl in front of him has round almond eyes, curly and long eyelashes, she is innocent and sweet when she is looking at people, but when she is downcast and her eyelids are half closed, she looks a bit indifferent - only at this time, can Shamhat start from In the girl who is also a god, something similar to Ishtar can be seen.

Shamhart didn't dare to refuse any more, he just picked a piece of clean cloth, stuffed it into the little girl's hands to avoid direct contact, and let her wipe her body.

It was probably the first time to do this kind of thing. The girl's movements were quite clumsy, and she didn't hold back when she touched the bruise. Shamhat almost cried out in pain, but he bit his lip to hold back.

Truth quickly wiped away the dirt on the surface, but this did not satisfy her. Looking at the blue, purple and red marks, she muttered unhappily:

"It's still not pretty."

"...Little Highness, I am not Lord Enkidu after all, so there is no need to care so much about me."

Shamhart persuaded,

"I'm too humble. It's an insult to the king. The king doesn't like to see me. If you stay any longer, I'm afraid the king will really get angry."

Truth blinked: "So you are Enkidu's mother?"

"……no."

"Is that a sister?"

"I don't have that qualification." Shamhat said with a wry smile, "I just taught Lord Enkidu about human beings before he entered the human world. This body is fortunate to be a template for him to transform into a human form."

As soon as the beautiful prostitute finished speaking, she noticed that the little girl's expression was not quite right.

Those blue eyes were dark and dangerous when they first met, but now they were too bright, and Shamhart shrank back unknowingly—it was too late to speak, and the truth rushed towards her again.

"Little...Little Highness?"

Shamhart blankly tried to separate the skin between himself and the girl. If the king found out, he would definitely be furious, but she couldn't move at all.

The coercion that came again made the prostitute who was accustomed to serving God, obeying God, and responding to God's willful orders obediently stop struggling, but this time the coercion was a little less dangerous——

Truth's face was flushed with excitement, and she stared at Shamhart with bright eyes.

"You are Enkidu's teacher?"

"Okay, okay."

"Then you must know humans very well, right?"

Something was wrong with Shamhart—but in a sense she did understand humans well, the prostitute blushed and nodded slightly.

"Great!!!"

The little girl hugged her all at once and chirped happily,

"Then teach me too, Shamhat!"

"No no no no!!!"

Shamhart shook his head in horror.

The prostitute recalled the look in Gilgamesh's eyes just now, and felt that she was dying soon, so she almost cried and refused:

"If you have any questions, just ask the king, there is no need to—"

But the monster of conscience has made up his mind, and Jiu Shizhen, who has been obsessed with learning human knowledge but has nowhere to go, looks at Shamhat like a shining savior—a hundred times brighter than Mr. Ji, the pretentious people's teacher kind of.

"I don't want Gilgamesh! I want you to teach me—as you taught Enkidu."

The monster of conscience felt that she was extremely lucky. She hugged the prostitute who was about to faint from fright, just like hugging her own broad road to attack human beings, and begged super seriously,

"Please be my teacher, Shamhat!"