Chapter 167: How can there be secret happiness in being honest?
I have nothing to do these days, so I am cultivating myself.
On the island of Crete, Eros lived a very leisurely life.
I even dreamed back to the days when I was shepherding sheep.
It’s just that there are no sheep to graze now, but there is still fresh and delicious goat milk to drink.
Eros held the iced goat's milk pudding in his hand and looked at the people working hard at the foot of the mountain.
He had nothing to do during this period, except for occasionally giving pointers to the construction and planning of the city-state, there was nothing else for him to do.
Life, like a woman’s mouth, must always be relaxed.
Sometimes it can be tightened to make people feel oppressive.
But blindly tightening it will make people very tired. Sometimes it is necessary to loosen it a little so that people can feel comfortable entering and exiting freely.
I just feel that the tighter it is, the more comfortable it is, so why not play with a vise? That's tight.
Of course, this also reflects that people sometimes need a sense of urgency from the outside world in order to more effectively understand what they want.
After finishing his special iced goat milk pudding, Eros became a little greedy again.
Sometimes being too idle is not a good thing, it will make people lose motivation and goals.
For example, what did Eros do in the first place? He has forgotten all about it now.
Just when his eyes gradually started to wander and his thoughts began to wander, a figure being helped and approached not far away called Eros back.
"What are you doing here? Don't you think the sun is too big?"
The face is still as pretty as a girl, but the temperament is more gentle and mature, with a little bit more Europa, the denominator of sexual feelings, came over.
Amalthea supported her. Now she was the heart of the two goddesses, and one goddess would always be by her side at all times.
She was completely afraid of any accidents happening to Europa, so she took good care of her.
And Europa's lower abdomen has swelled slightly, and it has only been a short period of time, and there are already signs.
It’s just that the growth pattern of this child cannot be treated by ordinary people. Maybe he will not be born after three years in the womb?
“Since you know the sun is strong, don’t run out at this time.”
Eros gently held his arms around the waist, caressed his lower abdomen with his palms, and kissed Europa’s face affectionately. .
The other hand held up an umbrella to protect Europa from the harsh sunlight.
If other things are ignored, Eros appears to be a perfect companion.
He is considerate and gentle, and will never bring any negative emotions or influence to Europa.
But when he thought about this caring and tenderness that many beautiful goddesses enjoyed, Europa was not so happy.
"What were you eating just now? You didn't even wipe the corners of your mouth clean."
The soft fingertips helped Eros wipe away the remaining traces of white pudding from the corners of his mouth.
And she didn't notice that Amalthea's roots behind her were inexplicably red.
Fortunately, Europa did not swallow the wiped off bit to taste, otherwise she would probably be able to taste the familiar taste.
"It's nothing, just some small desserts. I will make some for you to try later."
Eros smiled and passed the matter without arousing Europa's suspicion.
Her desire for exclusivity is still a bit strong. Even if Amalthea only gave strategic guidance, she was a little unhappy afterwards.
After all, I saw Eros galloping on someone else's body, and Amalthea's swaying figure, which was extremely flexible and magical.
Europe will naturally have a lot of crisis and resistance in his heart.
She is not one of those generous and chaotic goddesses in Greece. She comes from Phoenicia, and her views on these things are different from those of open-minded Greece.
Although the Canaanites practiced obscene rituals, holy prostitutes, and living sacrifices, the Canaanites were actually quite conservative.
How the gods above enjoy themselves, and what does it have to do with ordinary Canaanites?
As for Greece, it is really from top to bottom, emphasizing that what a god does, people will learn from it.
But it doesn’t matter. Once you get used to it, Europa will slowly integrate into it.
At least she has potential, right?
While speaking softly to Europa, Eros looked at Amalthea with his peripheral vision when Europa didn't notice.
This tolerant sheep mother is still wearing a white sleeveless gauze dress today.
Perhaps because of the hot weather, even she removed a few more ingredients.
It’s just that thanks to someone who helped her solve her problems, she didn’t end up with her clothes getting soaked like she did several times before.
Amalthea also noticed Eros looking at her secretly, and glared at him with some anger and helplessness.
Standing behind Europa, she gestured towards Eros.
The general meaning is: Be honest in front of Europa and don’t let her see anything.
As everyone knows, her threat, which is somewhat threatening, but can be seen as strong on the outside but ineffective in reality, has no effect at all.
It was like the lady next door in the book who had already been taken advantage of by the young lady once, and warned her with a serious face not to mess around again.
Not only did it not act as a threat, but it actually stimulated Eros a little.
He gently caressed Europa's belly with his hand, and subconsciously began to explore the places he shouldn't have explored.
“Ah, what are you doing?!”
Europa grabbed Eros' hand angrily, two red clouds appeared on her cheeks, and her body bones became a little soft.
“Not right now”
With their thinking, they naturally don’t know what the so-called stable period is.
When they are pregnant, doing this kind of thing will naturally cause them to resist and resist.
Maternal concern for the safety and health of her children far outweighs temporary pleasure. Although this is a gameplay that he has never experienced before, Eros is not so hesitant to experience it on Europa.
Even if he wants to experience it, he can also experience it on other goddesses. Europa's body is still relatively delicate.
He was just a little interested in Amalthea's hard-yet-soft, scolding yet expectant look.
But being misunderstood by Europa, Eros was stunned for a moment, then laughed twice, but continued to fumble with his hands.
“Don’t worry, all I know is just a few touches.”
Europa struggled slightly, but couldn't resist him. He could only pant due to being pinched, and his eyes were filled with water.
“I really can’t, I’ll use my mouth if I can’t”
Her legs clamped Eros’s hand, and Europa, with a hint of pleading, prevented Eros from going any further.
"Oh, you don't trust me. I told you that I really don't do anything."
Eros withdrew his hand and said pretending to be disappointed.
"Do you think I only think about this kind of thing every day? You are too prejudiced against me."
Europe's emotions were grasped over and over again.
Although she bit her lip, she wanted to say that Eros was such a bad person.
But when her emotions reached this point, she couldn't express them, so she could only comfort Eros softly and send her fragrant lips one after another.
It wasn’t until her lips were a little swollen that she finally got over it.
"Although I do like this, I can't bear it for your health."
Eros has indeed not eaten much meat recently, at most he only sipped a few sips of goat milk occasionally.
But he said this at this moment, naturally not to express anything to Europa.
Instead
I glanced at Amalthea out of the corner of my eye, and it was just as Eros expected.
This overly doting sheep mother showed a distressed expression, as if she was struggling with something.
This trick, this trick is called beating the cow across the mountain, building the plank road openly, and secretly attacking the old warehouse.
The worst deal with Europa is just to get some lip service and scratch the surface.
But having a miserable time with Amalthea has a completely different meaning.
Eros just pretended to be a little reluctant and embarrassed, and let Amalthea's mind wander.
Her weakness is her over-indulgence of her children and her inability to see them feel any pain or discomfort.
Although her only child is Zeus, her attitude towards Eros is now extremely ambiguous.
If we think of Eros as the incarnation of Zeus, or a container or something.
Now she should also be able to see that Eros is not Zeus, but her attitude is still so ambiguous.
This question is a bit taxing, and Eros is too lazy to think about it. It must be Zeus’s arrangement anyway.
Why does he think so much? Zeus had already put it in his mouth, why wouldn't he eat it?
After understanding that Amalthea had no resistance to him, Eros became completely unscrupulous.
Playing with Amalthea's mood like this is just a common thing.
How else could he make goat milk pudding?
It was all done by spending little time and letting Amalthea keep letting go of her reserve.
Mothers who dote on their children always say no, but in the end they will put down their arrogance and agree to their children's requests.
This time, it is naturally the same.
After hearing Eros’s pointed complaints from time to time, Amalthea finally spoke.
"By the way, there was news just now that someone found the orichalcum you wanted. Are you going to get it now?"
Amalthea's attitude is very serious and business is business. , there is nothing strange about it.
Her words also reminded Eros that this was his original purpose.
It’s just that it was mentioned suddenly at this time, so naturally he had other thoughts.
"Goddess, you are not in good health to go to the mine, why don't you go back with me and rest first."
Europa didn't see anything strange, so he nodded stupidly.
Then, Amalthea accompanied her to leave first, but when she turned around, she winked at Eros.
Not to mention, playing this trick is really exciting.
Eros looked at Amalthea and Europa leaving, feeling vaguely excited.
No wonder they always say that a wife is worse than a concubine, and a concubine is worse than a thief.
There are so many fun and exciting things to do in the ocean, and now it’s exciting to suddenly do this kind of stealing thing behind someone’s back.
Wasting no more time, Eros headed towards the agreed address.
Tomorrow I will update in the afternoon, as usual.
I used to think that Greece might just have a messy mythology and rough folk customs.
After playing Odyssey, I realized that it was really not an ordinary mess.
It’s okay for a sixty-year-old woman to still do it. I was confused by the family value subplot.
If you want to kill him and sleep with his father, why can't you change the gender?
I am playing the male protagonist!
(End of this chapter)