Dressed as the sword of a Babylonian tyrant

#Excuse me, if I go out to play with other men at night, and my husband catches me on the spot when I come back through the window, and my husband has rabies, how can I survive safely and without injury? #

Waiting online, very anxious.

Being caught by the little tail, the whole body is suspended in front of Saertu with a terrifying smile, milk Lailai' Gudong! ' swallowed his saliva.

shit.

My dear, you close your teeth, your teeth are almost gnawing on my head, woo woo woo.

Nai Lailai shrinks her neck and shrugs her shoulders in fear, with her four claws hanging in the air, she doesn't even dare to move upside down.

But the side hall was silent, no one dared to speak, and no one dared to intercede for the little monster.

It's not a joke that their king is angry!

"You went to meet the king of Assyria." Sartu's voice was icy cold as he suppressed something that was about to explode, and he said in an affirmative tone: "I've been there for a few days, right?"

Nai Lailai was sweating crazily, not daring to make a sound or look at the pair of upturned and cruel beast eyes.

Sartu was not annoyed if he didn't get an answer. He held Little Raleigh in one hand, sat on the gorgeous seat with his legs crossed, and propped his chin with the other hand.

The snow-white hair and eyelashes did not give this wild man any softness, but instead made him sharper.

The moment the eyelashes were lifted, the deep amber pupils even had the penetrating power to penetrate the body!

Nai Lailai: ... so scary, so scary, so scary! ! !

No matter who it was, the King of Babylon would think he was angry when he saw such an expression, but in fact... Sartu was indeed angry.

When Balsa reported to him that he found that the maid had turned into a pet and sneaked away, and met the new king of the Assyrian king, with a familiar and skillful posture——

Sartu's anger was enough to make him draw his sword and declare war on Assyria on the spot at the banquet!

Any man can't keep calm when he knows that his lover is meeting other men behind his back.

Especially a king.

The king's dignity and arrogance made him murderous in an instant.

He loves Jiao, but he can't tolerate Jiao's betrayal. This is a humiliation to his feelings and a mockery of his trust!

It even trampled his dignity on the ground!

As long as you imagine that your horn is obedient, obedient, frank and coquettish to others, and that skin is touched by the palm of others, Sartu's persistent love for the horn will turn into deep-seated hatred!

Unable to maintain his patience any longer, the white-haired King of Babylon suddenly got up, with a cold face, he left aggressively under the surprised eyes of everyone at the banquet, and immediately returned to the side hall.

In fact, he wanted to go outside the palace and catch the adulterer on the spot.

But the last trust in the one he loved made Sartu learn to be patient when his anger surged for the first time.

"This king said that the day I promised you." Sartu quietly looked at the flustered little thing in front of him, "This king can give you everything, including my own life, but if you betray, I will give you everything." Kill you with my own hands!"

"……grumble!?"

"However, this king can give you a chance to make this matter clear. If you have any concealment—" Sartu lowered his eyes, stroking Nailai Lai's soft cheek with his fingers, and lowered his voice in a vicious, seemingly gentle manner: "—This king will strangle you little by little, and bury your body in the royal tomb after you experience the pain of suffocation, so that the gods of Babylon can wash away your dirty body."

"Relax. After a hundred years, this king will still be buried with you. There is no way, who will make this king love you.

The white-haired King of Babylon smiled grimly.

And Nai Lailai was trembling all over, and was about to pee from the fright!

It no longer cared about the idea of ​​getting it done by itself, and hurriedly explained everything clearly, so that Sartu could understand, it wished that its feet could use its hands to draw a set of dumb words!

Anyway, that's the way things are.

Grandma Lailai pouted cowardly, but puffed out her chest when she talked about how she pretended to be a pregnant woman and successfully rejected Alan.

I have already made it clear to him, and he said that he will return the earrings to me tomorrow!

0V0 hey hey.

Sartu, who knew that Jiao didn't have anything to do with other men, lost his anger a little after hearing this, and sneered when he saw this: "What do you mean, I still want to praise you, right?"

Hearing the danger in these words, Nai Lailai's chest slumped, "Puff..." Cough, it's not...

Sartu had no expression on his face: "Even if you didn't inform others, is it true that you concealed the king's matter?"

Nai Lailai bowed her head guiltily: "Ji (yes)..."

Sartu: "Is it true that I have private meetings with other men behind my king's back?"

Nai Lailai bowed her head again: "Ji (yes)..."

The more Sartu said, the more angry he became: "Is it true that I was caught on the spot by this king!"

Grandma Lailai bowed her head again and again, wiping her tears with her paws: "Hey (yes)..."

Sartu smiled angrily, and deliberately asked Latas next to him: "Tell him, the queen has misbehaved, and how to deal with the man in private meetings."

"This..." Latas looked anxiously at the little monster, hesitated and said, "According to the law...execute..."

Sartu nodded, and his eyes fell on the little thing again: "Did you hear that?"

"...Puff."

……I heard.

"is it wrong."

Nai Lailai sniffed and didn't have time to answer.

Sartu lowered his face and growled, and slapped the armrest hard.

"I asked you if you were wrong!"

Frightened and guilty, like a student who caused trouble at school and was asked to be panicked by his parents, the sobbing grandma Lailai nodded heavily.

I was wrong, I dare not do it again, Sartu, don't be angry, woo woo.

I, can we not divorce, you don't want me.

I swear I'll never do it again... I really didn't do anything with him...

Although he heard the punishment, what he was most afraid of was that Sartu was disappointed and angry, and then Nai Lailai, who broke up with him, curled his lips, couldn't hold back his fingers that hugged Sartu tightly and cried out.

I won’t dare anymore, woo hoo, I won’t dare again——

The old lady Latas next to her heard the heart-piercing cries of the little thing, and her heart was almost broken. Seeing that they didn't coax the little thing for the first time, the king who let the little thing cry, looked at the little guy again, risking to contradict Wang's risk still says:

"Wang, Mr. Jiao is so talented. He has never been in contact with bad people. He must have been deceived by the other party! Moreover, Mr. Jiao has deep feelings for you and will never betray you."

Sartu glanced at the old female officer.

There was no expression on his face that made it impossible to guess what he was thinking.

After a while, Sartu said: "You all go down."

Latas, who was still a little worried, opened his mouth, and finally bowed to Balsa and the others and retreated.

After everyone left, Sartu stood up and walked to the bed and put the little thing that was crying and still 'stained' on the bed, and said lightly: "Become a human."

……Oh.

Nai Lailai, who was completely honest, almost said what Sartu said, and when she heard the words, she was so cute that she immediately turned into a human.

The green-haired young man lowered his head, sucking his nose, wiping his tears beside his red eyes with his slender wrists, his long, smooth hair touching his ankles and hanging down with his tail curled up at the tip.

The tall king of Babylon stood in front of the young man, a full head taller than the young man.

The handsome and sharp face was rigid, appearing ruthless.

"Take off your clothes."

Luo Lai didn't dare to ask, so he took off his robe, hesitated, and took off his trousers.

In the past four years, he and Sartu have had countless skin-to-skin encounters, and they have already reached the point where they can be honest without being too shy.

Amber's eyes were cold, and she walked on the young man's exposed body, milky white skin, thin chest, taboo below the lower abdomen...

After confirming that there were no traces on the surface, Sartu punched his jaw.

"Sit on the bed."

"Oh, and then what?"

"Spread your legs apart."

Sartu tapped the buckle of the cloak on his shoulder, and with a light press, the cloak fell to the ground.Facing his partner who couldn't believe his eyes were still wet, he picked up the cloth towel next to him to wipe his palms, and glanced at Luolai.

Looking at his action of wiping his hands, Luo Lai understood something, feeling uncomfortable and embarrassing: "I really didn't do anything wrong to you! Sartu...don't do this...please..."

It's a pity that the man who usually doted on him was indifferent after hearing the words, and even pushed Luo Lai's shoulders to push him down.

"Have you, the king will personally check."

"Sartu..."

"Humiliated? Huh? But you deserve it!"

"Always remember that lesson, Horn. Neither you nor I want it to happen again."

When Sartu suppressed his breath, Luolai raised his arms to cover his eyes in pain, because Sartu couldn't stop sobbing.

He knew he was wrong, but he just wanted to get the things back to avoid conflicts. He really didn't think about what he would do with Alan behind Sartu's back!Never thought about it that way!

But why...

The very intimate and subtle movements are not as tender and shy as they used to be. Its starting point is not the enthusiasm of the deepest love, but punishment and judgmental inspection.

As time passed, Luolai bit his lower lip, wanting to curl up in shame or simply push Sartu away

Finally, after an unknown amount of time, the legs were put down, and the familiar pressure and body temperature left. Luo Lai wiped away the tears that had been gushing out, sat up silently and turned his back, pulling the quilt with trembling palms to wrap himself tightly.

Hanging Mou wiped his hands with a cloth towel again, Sartu threw the cloth towel on the ground, staring at the trembling young man holding back his crying.

"I spoiled you." Sartu said suddenly.

"You can't bear this, so think about it, if I despise you from now on, lock you up, or reward you to my subordinates to bully you at will, what will you do?"

"If this king doesn't love you anymore...what will you do?"

The shrunken man with his back turned trembled because of his words.

"...Don't give it away."

After a while, Luo Lai, who spit out these words, covered his face in collapse.What made him cry was not the behavior just now, but the meaning of this behavior. When Sartu treated him indifferently, he realized that he couldn't bear it.

He couldn't help crying and pleading intermittently.

"please……"

"Don't give me away...and don't dislike me...please..."

"It's okay to check like just now... Ugh..."

After a moment of silence, Sartu took a deep breath, walked over and hugged Luo Lai forcefully, kissing his hair over and over again.

Luolai had already been frightened by the indifferent Sartu, and realized that Sartu was finally as gentle as before, turned around and threw himself into his arms, grabbed his clothes and cried bitterly, saying 'I was wrong' in a hoarse voice .

The white-haired King of Babylon pursed his lips tightly, his chest sore.

He couldn't help being cruel and let the little thing get enough lessons, otherwise such a thing would happen again next time. Even if Jiao didn't have that kind of intention, who could guarantee that the next time he met someone would be Alan who hesitated?

If on a certain day that he didn't know about, the little thing was bullied, wouldn't he feel sad and regret it?

"Don't send me away..."

"Hmm." Sartu tightened his arms, "No."

"I was wrong……"

"Well, I forgive you."

After today, he will never give others the chance to touch the corner!

Well……

Sartu also considered a lot...

(You scold him, don't scold me, run away quickly)

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@红红鱼与绿色鱼与园: The red carp, green carp and donkey gave the trilobite x1 to "Wearing into the Babylonian Tyrant's Sword". 】