Cleopatra's younger brother

Chapter 54 Chapter 5c4

Cleopatra VII narrowed her eyes and covered the displeasure in her eyes, "Why, I am the one who is left behind, have you disappointed my dear General Anthony?"

That's right, Caesar just said that he took Cleopatra VII away and left Ptolemy XIII, but in fact, he took away Ptolemy XIII. "

However, whether he brought the wrong person, I am afraid that only Caesar knows in his heart.

A smile immediately appeared on Anthony's face, "How could I be disappointed, my Majesty the Queen."

Although it was a pity in my heart, Anthony, as a veteran in love, hid this emotion very well.

The following is ready to go, no matter who it is, Anthony really can't stand it.

"My Majesty the Queen." Anthony leaned down and passionately kissed every inch of Cleopatra VII's body.

Cleopatra VII half-closed her eyes, the unhappiness in her heart just now completely dissipated in this enthusiasm.

She took the initiative to embrace Anthony's, and then pressed her body against it.

Her body has been dry/thirsty for too long.

Cleopatra VII sucked Anthony's Adam's apple, "Then let me see what a Roman man looks like."

The door of the temple was closed tightly, but it couldn't stop the groans/groans, and it was unknown who could squeeze who dry.

The fight here is fierce, but Ptolemy XIII's side is surprisingly calm.

Caesar walked slowly with Ptolemy XIII on his shoulders. Ptolemy XIII did not speak, his eyes were closed, but the corners of his mouth were slightly curved.

In the end, Ptolemy XIII won the game.

Ptolemy XIII was slammed to the ground with a bang, causing the skeleton to shatter.

But Ptolemy XIII didn't cry out for pain, he laughed instead.

Ptolemy XIII took the blanket off his body, revealing his stunned face.

With one hand on the ground, Ptolemy Thirteen didn't look in the slightest distress, but looked very comfortable. He touched his stomach with the other hand, "Caesar, aren't you afraid of falling on our baby?"

"I didn't know that King Ptolemy Thirteen still had this kind of skill." Caesar squinted his eyes and looked at the people on the ground.

The smile on Ptolemy XIII's face remained undiminished. He propped himself up on the ground, sat up, and then slowly stood up.

I have to say that Caesar really exerted a lot of force this time, and the half of Ptolemy XIII's body is still really numb. Presumably, according to Ptolemy XIII's physique, this half of his body will be completely numb tomorrow morning. purple.

With difficulty, Ptolemy XIII walked towards Caesar. When he came to him, he seemed relieved, and his whole body leaned against Caesar.

At this moment, Caesar should have retreated, but he frowned, subconsciously looked at Ptolemy XIII leaning on his chest,

At this moment, he was still thinking about whether the fall was a bit hard just now, and he felt a little distressed.

He obviously loved the person in front of him, but he still wanted to abuse him. The pain in Caesar's heart was definitely no less than the pain in Ptolemy's body.

"I can't, but Tutankhamun doesn't know if it's okay or not." Ptolemy XIII continued, and he deliberately emphasized the four words Tutankhamun.

Caesar's eyes widened. He strangled Ptolemy XIII's neck. Although he was strangled, his hand did not use much strength. The other hand actually gently supported Ptolemy XIII. waist.

These actions were all subconscious. In Caesar's heart, he didn't want Ptolemy XIII to suffer any harm, although Caesar had always been the one who hurt him.

"How do you know him?" Caesar asked word by word, with a dangerous breath in his words.

Ptolemy XIII smiled, his eyes met Caesar's, "Caesar, I'm back, don't you recognize me?"

Tutankhamun did not pretend to be here, and at this point, there is no need to hide now.

"Impossible, you are lying to me." Caesar said in a positive tone, he had already sealed Tutankhamun's soul, and it was impossible for him to appear in front of him.

"Believe it or not, from the first step I entered Rome, I came back." Ptolemy XIII did not tell the truth.

The result is already like this, the process is not important.

"Caesar, no, no, it's Ai." Ptolemy XIII deliberately bit down on the word Ai.

Hearing what Ptolemy XIII said, Caesar's panting became obviously thicker, and his expression froze for an instant. He was really him.

The pain is mixed with strong love. This kind of taste really makes life worse than death.

"It's been so many years, why? Do you love me or hate me?" Tutankhamun said, and these words hit Caesar's heart.

"How could I hate you?" Caesar said in his heart, but he didn't say this.

He strangled Ptolemy XIII's chin, then leaned over, and kissed deeply. From the inside to the outside, Caesar invaded every part of Ptolemy XIII's mouth, but even so, it was not enough .

Caesar did not let go of Ptolemy XIII until his mouth was filled with blood. This time it was not Ptolemy who was biting Caesar by Thirteen.

"Do you know that there is a kind of person who, with just one glance, wants you to destroy him for no reason." Caesar said, still stroking Ptolemy XIII's lips back and forth with his fingers.

The fiery gaze in the eyes concealed the trace of love inside.

Ptolemy XIII raised his eyes, "I only know that there is one kind of person who can be addicted, and no matter how long it takes, the addiction can't be solved."

Caesar smiled, but the smile didn't go deep into his eyes, but the words went deep into his heart, "You are my addiction." This is the truest portrayal of Caesar's heart.

Against his own instinct, Caesar pushed Ptolemy XIII against the corner heavily, "Ptolemy XIII, I want to destroy you."

He called him Ptolemy XIII instead of Tutankhamun.

"Caesar, what are you running away from?" Ptolemy XIII restrained the smile on his face, and his tone was very serious. He wanted to ask him this question for too long.

After being persistent for so long, Tutankhamun wanted a reason, a reason to convince him.

"I said, you don't need any reason to destroy a person." Caesar rudely pushed Ptolemy XIII onto the bed.

The bed was made of stone and nothing was laid on it.

Touching the cold stone on his back, Ptolemy XIII shivered subconsciously.

Just when he turned his head and wanted to say something to Caesar, there was a sharp pain in his lower body, and Caesar rushed in without any foreplay.

"I will imprison you until you die, until I completely destroy you." Caesar said while moving, raising his head high, looking indescribably happy.

And Ptolemy XIII, who was under Caesar, would never see Caesar's extremely painful expression, "The pain I made you suffer in this life, I will pay you back in the next life, and in the rest of this life, let me have you, whether it is in any form."

There is a kind of person who becomes addicted at first sight.

There is a kind of love, once you fall in love, you will never forget it.