Food reserves are all love brains? [Comprehensive]

The future princess moves out of the palace and spends the night in a certain priestess' house.As soon as the news came out, the happy atmosphere in Uruk was wiped out.

Gilgamesh still continued his leisurely life of beating the old man of the Senate, wandering in the streets, and occasionally going out to hunt, but he soon discovered that something was wrong—no matter where he went, there were a group of gossip aunts and uncles peeping he.Every time Gilgamesh flirts with a commoner girl, before he does anything out of the ordinary, he can hear successive, vicissitudes and deliberate sighs.Even the girl who was molested had an expression of "this stupid landlord can't coax his wife, so I'll take care of it if I can't help it", waiting sympathetically and calmly for his molestation.

Gilgamesh:"……"

It's the other way around!

What's the deal?

Don't think that with the support of your mother, you can lose face to me one by one!

But when the angry Wang ran to question Ning Sun, the driving force behind the scenes, he was drowned by the mother's tears again.Even if he wanted to lose his temper, he was blocked back. If he didn't follow Ningsun's words, the king of Uruk really couldn't do it.

The days were miserable, and Gilgamesh couldn't help but miss the days when he lived and had adventures outside.

When he thinks of adventure, he thinks of his goal of Immortality, and when he thinks of Immortality, he thinks of Kuze Zhen who was often played with by him to pass the time in those days—that little bastard!After eating this king's grass, I still don't listen to my king's words!

Do you want me to take the initiative to forgive her?no way!

Gilgamesh sits on the edge of the open viewing platform of the palace. The design here is especially suitable for enjoying the cool air in summer, and the cool and dry air fills it. Gilgamesh has fine wine on his left, an ice basin on his right, and gentle He rubbed his pet lion casually—much better than the little bastard who occupied this seat before.

The king rubbed the lion's head, took a sip of fruit wine with ice cubes, and looked down at the earth that had become a steamer: in order to escape the torment of the scorching heat, civilians without money fled to the river, and the branch of the river that passed through the city The neighborhood is as lively as a festival, and people with honey-colored skin are chasing and playing with each other.Gilgamesh glanced over casually, and his eyes suddenly froze.

There is a blank circular area in the crowded crowd, which is particularly eye-catching.Among them, the two girls held hands, leaning together in an extremely intimate posture, and they didn't feel hot at all.

Among the honey-tanned bodies, the pampered and pampered fair complexion stood out. Although the angle was a bit off, the face could not be seen clearly, but Gilgamesh could deduce who it was with his teeth.

The two sat on the ground, wearing the same style and color of toga, the black-haired girl was hugged from behind by the green-haired girl, and curled up in each other's arms docilely, like a satisfied cat.

The corners of Gilgamesh's eyes twitched, and he looked down at the snoring lion, who was smoothed by him, and couldn't help feeling angry from the bottom of his heart.

The blond king suddenly stood up, and the defenseless lion fell to the ground.The King of Beasts probably had his jaw hurt in his sleep, and when he opened his eyes, he let out an instinctive howl, and bit the King of Heroes' calf angrily with his open mouth, and then froze in a sense of crisis——

The lion still opened its mouth wide, carefully stuck out its tongue, and licked Gilgamesh's instep.

"Ah."

Gilgamesh sneered, the golden ax hovering on the lion's neck dissipated into particles,

"no next time."

The outstanding male lion who understands human nature responded with a groan, put his limbs on the ground to express his tameness, and rolled over to show his belly.

On the third roll, Wang's face finally softened a little. Facing the large head that the lion offered to send up, he stretched out his hand to move the mane as if condescending, and said in a disgusted tone: "Prick the hand."

The lion pretended not to understand, and put his head on the opponent's palm. This obedient gesture made the king very happy, and his evaluation of it improved a little:

"At least he's more sensible than that little bastard."

It's always right to be more cute.

Thought the lion, who was making a living under the capricious king, finally let go of his taut strings.

——After all, human males in the courtship period are making trouble for no reason—

Chubby's practice was very successful, and now Truth can review Shamhat's homework clearly and clearly while doing things that make people blush and breathless.

"You've really improved a lot."

"Of course, Lord Truth is the most powerful!"

The little girl regards this kind of "more than lip service" pro-French as an interesting game, and she is proud every time she wins. Of course, the incubator praises her and praises her according to her wishes, and gently reminds her of the truth "Occasionally Also show something other than tenderness, maybe humans will like it more."

——The effect is very significant, Kuze Mari soon began to inflate his self-confidence, and threatened to go back to challenge Gilgamesh, giving the over-enthusiastic Gilgamesh an unforgettable defeat.

"Master Truth will definitely win this time!"

The little girl jumped up and down on the bed and made a declaration of kissing duel-this is the picture that Shamhart saw when he entered the door.

The prostitute who returned from fetching water glanced vaguely at the white cat and rabbit, feeling a little flustered for no reason.

This eloquent creature confused Ishtar not long ago. After Ishtar angered the king and was defeated again, he was not besieged by the angry Uruk people, but instead got the favor and protection of Jiushizhen.

Although the other party, no matter in human form or animal form, showed little emotion on his face, Shamhat, who had an exceptionally keen intuition, still felt hostility.

What happened in her absence?

Guessing uneasily in his heart, Shamhart stepped forward and got a smiling face from the little girl:

"You're back, Shamhart!"

"Your Majesty."

The little girl jumped off the bed, threw herself into Shamhart's arms, raised her head and said:

"I want to go back to the palace today, is Shamhat happy?"

The satisfaction of embracing the "goddess" suddenly shattered, and Shamhart subconsciously looked at the cat and rabbit, and forced a smile:

"Your Highness, why did you suddenly change your mind?"

"Because Shamhat has been persuading me to go back, and Kewbi too."

"But you weren't... weren't you very reluctant?"

"Before was before."

The conscience monster was grinning, and seemed to think that Shamhart would be very happy:

"Everyone wants me to go back. With such enthusiasm, Master Zhen is a little shy."

"And I thought about it carefully. If you give up because of that little difficulty, what qualifications does Master Zhen have to face the provocation of justice!"

"Actually, you don't need to force it, Wang Yinu. It would be fine if you went back to appease me at that time. After so many days, I'm afraid..."

"It's okay, it's okay!"

Truth with arms akimbo,

"I will tolerate Jill, after all, he is so delicious."

Shamhart opened his mouth in a daze, but couldn't make a sound.

At first, the prostitute was afraid of being angered by Wang Qian, and was anxious when she brought the truth home, but the expected punishment did not come.She keeps her goddess at home, and she can touch it at any time. The little soft one seems to belong to her.

You can make a wish at will without getting angry, you can hug at will without blaming you for uncleanness.

He will show her an expression of attachment, and will call her name.

Although the girl looked at her, she often seemed to be looking at another shadow; even though the girl told her sorry that she probably couldn't take her away.But Shamhart felt that was enough.

For the prostitutes of Ishtar, in order to survive, the most important thing is to learn patience.

However, once you get out of the seemingly endless patience and get a little love and affection that crosses the line, you can't bear to lose it.

and so--

Ignoring the incubator's gaze, Shamhart summoned up his courage and said:

"If you don't love the king, why do you go to him?"

"Eh?" Truth's cheerful expression froze.

The little girl stared at the green-haired woman in a panic, and the other's expression made the conscience monster feel at a loss.

Shamhat was not an excellent ration, but she, like Enkidu, had something that truth lingered on.If the ring hadn't been given to Enkidu and the promise had been made, maybe the truth might really take her away.

Maybe it's because of those eyes, the beautiful and gentle color, like a lake surrounded by green mountains in spring, makes people want to sleep in it.

But now, the calm lake is filled with disturbing waves.

"You don't like him, but you accept his kisses and tolerate his arrogance. Shamhat is a weak and humble prostitute, and he can't refuse what I don't like. But you are so powerful, why don't you refuse?"

"You are clearly my God..."

The prostitute tried hard to hold back the burst of emotion, she knew that the nobles didn't like extra tears.It is the most convenient and moving gesture to beg with tears in your eyes but not to cry out loud.

The prostitute who is skilled in business is very clear, but facing the girl with black hair and blue eyes, she can't even stop a tear.

Shamhart quickly lowered his head, said "I'm sorry to make you laugh", and wanted to wipe his face with his sleeve in embarrassment, but his body was suddenly unable to move.

"...Little Highness?"

The dreadful coercion fell on him again, and the control of the body was taken away. Shamhat desperately thought that he had finally offended the goddess.

She closed her eyes bitterly, but the divine punishment did not fall.

Feather-like kisses fell on the corners of her eyes, and the tear was held in the mouth of truth.

The monster of conscience was flustered and confused, tasting the wonderful taste that she couldn't explain. It was the taste of conscience that was incomparable to any kiss.

The lingering hunger disappeared in an instant.

Just because of one person, I shed a tear for her.