Chapter 357 Artemis has grown up
A group of vase goddesses engaged in art, what is the use of being so passionate?
Selene put away the moonstone she used to smash the door, and glanced lightly at the group of muses who were cheering.
If it weren't for the lack of a good excuse, she would have just smashed the door.
Now that Aphrodite is here and someone takes the blame, she just takes out the moonstone and bangs on the door without saying anything.
Although an auxiliary artifact was used by her to break down the door, it was just a waste of natural resources.
"Where is Eros? And your main god? Where are they?"
Without any nonsense, Selene asked them directly.
“Don’t be so fierce, there is nothing to be anxious about now.”
Perseis grabbed Selene.
It's been half a month, everything that should be wasted has been wasted, what's the use of being anxious now.
"My own mother is here. Don't think about delaying any more time. Just take us to find your main god honestly."
Perseys pointed. Pointing to Aphrodite who was following a few people but didn't speak, she said with some pretentiousness.
“No matter what your Lord God is doing, you can’t even care about this person’s opinion, right?”
“You know, your Lord God might also have to shout.”
"Ahem!"
Aphrodite coughed twice, interrupting Perseys.
One person is enough to call such an embarrassing title. If Perseys continues like this, wouldn't it cost a dozen more?
That kind of scene is simply a nightmare. If Eros wants to break her defense, maybe he just needs to attract a bunch of goddesses to call her mother goddess.
It’s like although the interpersonal relationships in Greece are very messy, few people really dig into the roots and hold on to some of the relationships.
Otherwise, would you let Eros, a nominal and actual human ancestor, call some of his descendants father-in-law?
Some relationships are just good for everyone to know in their hearts. There is no need to state them so clearly.
Under the watchful eyes of several goddesses, the Muses, who couldn't even guard the door, naturally couldn't guard Apollo and Eros.
"What? They haven't even stepped out of the door for half a month? And it's Apollo and Artemis?!"
Who heard this news Persais showed envy visible to the naked eye.
Although I know they must be having a party, having such a dark party is really enviable and despising!
People like her can't do it. Even if they have a party, it can hardly last more than three days. They have to worry about their own reputation and influence.
Selene and Hebe clenched their fists secretly, and looked up at each other knowingly.
Although the two of them can accept this kind of thing, they don't have any virginity complex.
But what kind of waste will it be if you don’t go out for half a month?
I thought that Apollo, as the main god of art, would be a pure love like them, a person with noble pursuits and spiritual love needs.
It turned out to be a guy even greedier than Aphrodite. This is really unacceptable.
The struggle between pure loves can be put on hold for a while. This kind of behavior of taking away the pot together must be targeted.
Some kind of vague alliance has gradually formed, although it is extremely fragile.
Led by the Muses, several people came to the door of Apollo's palace, and Melete knocked on the closed door.
"The Lord God, His Majesty Aphrodite, and several other goddesses are here."
However, her report did not receive a response, and the room was still quiet. It must have been soundproofed. enchantment.
“Get out of the way, let me do it!”
Selene took out her moon stone, held it in both hands and threw it at the door. With two bangs, the closed door was opened, revealing the scene inside the room.
At the same time, there was also a strange smell that made people blush, as if it had been settling in this room for a long time.
There was no light in the room, and it was completely shrouded in darkness, making people feel a little inexplicably frightened.
A few people walked towards the house. The wool carpet on the floor was a little wet, and it made a weird sound when they stepped on it.
After taking two steps, Hebe suddenly felt as if he had stepped on something soft, and he jumped up in fright.
A few people took a closer look and realized that what she stepped on was not something strange, but Artemis who was bound to the ground.
Artemis's clothes were still intact, but her expression was a little dull, and her cold and pretty face was in a mess.
Selene immediately became interested when she saw her old enemy lying here in a very embarrassed state.
“Haha, it looks like you haven’t done anything.”
“Is your charm too bad? Even though you are like this, you are still unwilling to attack you?”
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The old enemy was humiliated, and Eros did not attack her, which made Selene feel a little better inexplicably.
Listening to her sarcasm, Artemis' somewhat dull expression gradually regained its energy, and the hair stuck to her forehead smelled bitter.
When Artemis saw the figure standing in front of her clearly, she was not impatient at all and just glanced at Selene lightly.
"Haha."
A few contemptuous sneers represented what Artemis meant.
How could someone like Selene, who had never seen what she had seen, understand what it was like.
It is true that she was not touched by Eros, but it was just that she was not touched.
In order to prove all this, Apollo specially let her watch every detail in front of her at close range.
How could Selene, a pretendingly cool but actually sultry guy, understand this kind of visual impact?
After experiencing "baptism" in various senses, Artemis has become a little numb.
For his old enemy, he also lost his mind to argue.
"So, where is Apollo?"
Aphrodite covered her face slightly, blinked slightly, and asked this most important question.
With her words, the whole room lit up instantly, and the dim pearls bloomed again.
Apollo, wearing only a transparent gauze, was sitting there, looking at the guests.
“Of course I am here, otherwise where else could I be?”
Her expression was somewhat inexplicably lazy and astringent, and her body shimmered as if coated with a layer of oil.
It’s just that Apollo’s eyes are bright and sharp, as if they contain divine light, making it difficult to look directly at him.
And this is not the point. The point is that what lies under Apollo like a cushion is the target of their trip, Eros.
Selene and Hebe were stunned for a moment, and then their faces instantly started to blush and heat up.
Because they can clearly see that the two of them are still connected until now, and they can even see that the soft clam is still closing, opening and swallowing.
This scene was a bit too exciting, and the two people who thought they were having pure love couldn't accept it.
Next, next, let me think about who to drive.
(End of this chapter)