Cleopatra's younger brother

Ptolemy XIII put his hand on Anthony's chest, "Dear Anthony, don't admit the wrong person next time." He said to Anthony.

Anthony was in a trance, but immediately came back to his senses. He held Ptolemy XIII's hand, "You are really naughty, my dear king."

Anthony was different from Caesar, he was a master in love, a majestic general on the battlefield, and he was not as serious and frightening as Caesar, so he was undoubtedly very popular among women.

In addition to this screaming figure, Ptolemy XIII began to look down at his size. Don’t get me wrong, it’s just pure curiosity. After all, Ptolemy XIII’s heart is already occupied by Caesar. It is impossible for him to be interested in the second person.

Following the gaze of Ptolemy XIII, Anthony raised the corners of his mouth proudly, and his breathing gradually became thicker. In the country of Rome, love/things do not distinguish between men and women, and, if it is true, In comparison, men are more flavorful than women, and more resistant to fuck.

However, Anthony seemed to be thinking too much. He wanted to solve Ptolemy XIII right away, but it also depended on whether Ptolemy XIII was willing or not.

Ptolemy XIII withdrew his hand from Anthony's hand, and slightly pursed the corner of his mouth towards Anthony, "There is still a meeting of the Senate today, General Anthony, don't forget."

"Oh? It seems that King Ptolemy Thirteen is very concerned about my affairs in Rome." These words brought Anthony back to his sanity.

Anthony is a general, but that doesn't mean he has no brains, otherwise he wouldn't have become Caesar's most important and trusted general.

Ptolemy Thirteen chuckled, "I am Ptolemy Thirteen, not Ptolemy XII."

Although he was smiling, the aura on Ptolemy XIII could not be concealed.

Anthony squinted his eyes, and had to say that Ptolemy XIII in this appearance made people want to conquer even more, "King Ptolemy XIII."

Anthony put Ptolemy XIII's fingers in his mouth, sucking/sucking slowly, he wanted to press Ptolemy XIII right now.

Ptolemy XIII narrowed his eyes dangerously, and he plunged his fingers into Anthony's mouth fiercely. He opened his mouth in pain and let go of Ptolemy XIII.

"I said, don't admit the wrong person next time." Ptolemy Thirteen said word by word, then turned and left.

Anthony looked at the bloody figure, felt the blood in his mouth, and the desire to conquer was aroused in this way. He spat a mouthful of blood on the ground, and then walked over to the figure he was following.

Ptolemy XIII walked slowly in the promenade of Rome, he did not look back, completely ignoring the gaze following him.

The magnificence of the Roman temple is comparable to that of the Egyptian palace.

Looking at the sculptures in front of him, Ptolemy XIII suddenly felt a world away.

The road he walked was also the road Caesar once walked.

Perhaps, Ptolemy XIII once lived here, and he played back some vague pictures in his mind. He touched those sculptures, which seemed to come from his own hands, but in his memory, more memories are a Inside the small black room, there is constant pleasure and that sentence, "You are mine, mine."

Ptolemy XIII knew that everything in his memory had happened before, but who was that person?

His thoughts were interrupted by the sudden words, and a familiar face slowly approached.

"My dear brother, what are you doing? You can't find your way back to the palace?" Cleopatra VII came up to her. Three said.

As soon as he came out of Caesar, Cleopatra VII felt stuffy in his heart, so he came to the corridor alone to spread out, not wanting to meet faces that disgusted him here.

But Cleopatra VII would not hide from Ptolemy XIII, she, Cleopatra VII, would not hide from anyone, and, she believes, Ptolemy XIII now sees herself more I feel even more congested.

Ptolemy XIII’s expression didn’t change at all, even with a smile on his lips, he took a few steps forward and touched Cleopatra VII’s belly with his hands, “My dear Cleopatra, it’s not right for me to come here It was to meet you."

The tone is extremely ambiguous/ambiguous.

"That's really destined." Every time I saw Ptolemy XIII's three-point evil appearance, Cleopatra VII always felt a hairy feeling in his heart.

The current Ptolemy XIII seems to easily provoke Cleopatra VII's nerves.

"Why, you don't want to see me?" Ptolemy XIII said with a half-smile.

"Guess, which one of you do I not want to see?" Cleopatra VII responded with a three-point teasing tone, and her expression at the moment was exactly the same as Ptolemy XIII.

Ptolemy XIII stuck his body forward again, and his hands tightly held Cleopatra VII's waist. As Ptolemy XIII advanced, Cleopatra VII stepped forward step by step. Backed up until she was pinned against the pillar by Ptolemy XIII.

The feeling of oppression is not comfortable.

"No matter who I am, you don't want to see me." Ptolemy XIII said while biting Cleopatra VII's lips, and the hand he put behind Cleopatra VII did not stop motion.

Like a master in love, he can accurately find every sensitive point of Cleopatra VII.

Cleopatra VII only felt tremors coming from her body, and Ptolemy XIII was like this. Whether it was a man or a woman, it had an irresistible temptation.

"Who the hell are you?" Cleopatra VII suppressed the restlessness in her heart. She looked at the face that was almost exactly the same as her own, but this time she felt that she was not looking at herself.

"Who am I, does it matter?" Ptolemy XIII buried his head into Cleopatra VII's neck. The fragrance on her body was sweet but not greasy, very comfortable.

"Cleopatra VII, are you in love with me?" Ptolemy XIII asked suddenly.

Cleopatra VII froze for a moment, then laughed, "I have always loved you, don't you know, Ptolemy XIII."

This time she was referring to Ptolemy XIII instead of calling him "brother."

Although she has been evading this question, Cleopatra VII has to admit that the man in front of her is not her younger brother Ptolemy XIII, but a man like a fan.

Cleopatra VII closed her eyes intoxicated, letting the breath of Ptolemy XIII spray on her neck, and Cleopatra VII never suppressed her desire/desire.

No matter whether she is hostile to the person in front of her or not, at least at this moment, she enjoys it very much, even not enough.

But Ptolemy XIII stopped suddenly, he licked every sensitive spot on Cleopatra VII's neck with the tip of his tongue, and Cleopatra VII was glowing with fascination the red.

"My dear Cleopatra, you can be pregnant now." Ptolemy XIII patted Cleopatra VII's stomach, "Caesar's child is precious."

"Ptolemy XIII." Cleopatra VII squinted her eyes, and her voice was slightly raised. After being teased to such an extent, but stopped abruptly, not only men, but also women would Scratch mess.

Gently rubbing his lips with his fingertips, Ptolemy Thirteen looked up at the gaze that had been staring at him, and lowered his eyes halfway, "It's getting late, sister needs to have a good rest, this time is really not suitable sports."

"You..." Cleopatra VII suddenly felt like being teased. Of course, Ptolemy XIII had already left before she had an attack.

Today is the meeting of the Senate, and there are not many people in Nuo Da's palace.

And the eyes following Ptolemy XIII were none other than Anthony.

The same face, the same allure, but they are twins of a man and a woman. Anthony was completely amazed by the scene just now, and has already forgotten the meeting to be held later.

His mind is full of the scene of Ptolemy XIII kissing Cleopatra VII.

Anthony never knew that he would have such a strong urge to look at others.

However, Anthony did not know that all of this was intentional by Ptolemy XIII.

Although Ptolemy XIII doesn't know what Caesar's purpose is to stay away from him, Caesar seems to be very resistant to coming to Rome.

If Caesar is for power, then his arrival undoubtedly gave him a lot of help, and now all the real power in Egypt is in the hands of Ptolemy XIII, how do you think, the person Caesar should buy is Ptolemy Thirteen instead of Cleopatra VII.

This point made Ptolemy XIII very difficult to understand. In order to learn more about Caesar, Ptolemy XIII planned to start with the people around him. Naturally, Anthony was the No.1 choice.

Ptolemy XIII was a man, so he naturally understood men. When a man is infatuated, his mouth is the weakest. Of course, this theory is invalid for Caesar.

Moreover, the current Caesar does not have Cleopatra VII, so Ptolemy XIII naturally needs a rival actor, Anthony.

Anthony didn't know whether his gaze fell on Ptolemy XIII or Cleopatra VII. He could only feel the flames in his heart jumping upwards.

Ptolemy XIII glanced at Anthony, and his eyes met his.

Anthony felt his heart beating uncontrollably, and he walked out from the flowers...