Chapter 441 I want to insult you!
This matter is a bit troublesome now.
Astarte knew these inside stories and was unwilling to help Eros fight for the position of Baal.
In her opinion, this position is purely thankless and not worth fighting for.
But for Eros, he is one of the foreign enemies that the Canaanite world needs to defend against?
It's a pity that this cannot be said directly. We can't tell Astarte that we can sell Canaan at a good price, right?
The calculation was very good. According to the original plan, Astarte would definitely be persuaded by Eros's words to fight for it.
In this case, with her fighting ability and status in front of her, she can basically block a lot of sight, allowing Eros to make small moves more conveniently.
Although Eros himself can do it, if he steps on stage himself, the more he shows off and attracts more attention, the easier it will be for changes to occur.
Therefore, it is urgent to deal with Astarti as a shield.
For this reason, Eros could only endure the humiliation and win the trust of this goddess with a bad personality.
In order to win the trust of Astarte, Eros had to pay some price and feed the demon with his own body.
Other Eros may not be very good at it, but if it comes to discussing women's pleasure, then he is very good at it.
After Astarte rejected this proposal, Eros didn't say anything more and acted quite well-behaved.
This made Astarte very satisfied. A good cat is a kitten that does not make random demands on its owner.
If she was annoyed by meowing all the time, she would be the kind of woman who would kill the cat.
"Very well, my little pearl, I want to give you a name now so that it will be easier for me to call you in the future."
Astadi squinted his eyes, and there was an unspeakable evil spirit in his raised purple eyebrows.
"Let me call you Haddad. This name is Canaanite. I will give you a new name when I take you back to Mesopotamia."
Gods generally have multiple names, and I am already very familiar with this kind of changing of names.
Eros didn't resist at all, he just had multiple vests and he was already prepared.
He just asked Astarte in turn.
"Then goddess, why did you come to Canaan?"
"Me? I'm just trying to hold on for a while before the position of Baal is finally decided."
Like a snake entrenched in its nest, Astarte curled up, bent her long legs, and spoke lazily.
"After all, if it is invaded by outsiders at this time, those two guys may not be able to stop it."
Astarte's status is indeed not that high.
If Eros can really obtain her unconditional support, then dominance of the Canaan world can be easily obtained.
It's a pity that Eros is the foreign enemy she calls him. It's hard to prove his innocence and hard to convince her.
"Is there no problem? My lovely little pearl."
After answering Eros's question, Astarte showed a slightly dangerous smile.
"Unlike you, I don't have so many problems."
"Where are you from, and what is your past? Why do you want the position of Baal? Did you come to me with other intentions?"
"I don't even bother to understand these things. Everything you have ever had has nothing to do with me."
She gently stretched out her hand, and the invisible force pulled Eros in front of her, quite close to Astarte's charming and evil face.
Her fingers hooked Eros's chin and spit out a dangerous snake message.
"But from now on, my little pearl, everything you have left belongs to me."
"In contrast, I will also protect you. As long as you regard yourself as my property, I will not let anyone hurt you." Why does this sound like a female boss?
The corners of Eros's eyes twitched slightly, but when Astarte said these words, his temperament could still keep up.
She does have the capital, but Eros, on the other hand, is playing such a weak and pitiful little white flower.
But Astarte's words gave Eros an idea.
Since you have to play the role of a poor little white flower, why not act more realistically?
Eros, who had been baptized by various entertainment works, quickly had a new plan in his heart.
"Okay, since there is no doubt, then I'm going to have a taste of you."
Seeing that Eros didn't speak, Astarte licked his lips, his eyes gradually becoming fiery.
Eros was a little surprised. Is it so fast?
She is indeed a carnivorous evil goddess. She is as good as him. Can you not wait to taste it as soon as you get it?
Although it feels a little rushed, it is part of the plan after all.
In order to gain the trust of Astarte, Eros felt that he could make this sacrifice.
It doesn't matter, come on, don't pity him because he is a beautiful boy, you can sway your waist as much as you want and ask for greedily like a snake.
Astarte's expression was a little strange. Although he didn't know why, the beautiful boy in front of him suddenly felt that something was wrong.
It's not pure enough, it's a bit weird.
But no matter so much, just the face of Eros was enough for her to be satisfied.
"You should have the power over beauty, right?"
Astarte's hand gradually slid up, caressing Eros's handsome face, stroking the edges and corners of this face, his eyes gradually becoming obsessed.
This look made Eros notice something was wrong.
"Well, there are indeed some."
Astarte did not react at all to Eros's answer. He seemed a little careless, still obsessed with Eros's appearance.
"Sure enough, I also have the authority of the God of Beauty, but why do you feel that my beauty is not as good as yours?"
Astarte's expression gradually became a little dangerous.
After hearing these words, Eros could not understand what this goddess was thinking.
I suddenly felt helpless. Although I already knew that Astarte was a stingy goddess, she was not so stingy.
They have different genders and naturally have different angles of beauty. How can they be compared?
It was simply that Astarte herself was affected by the charm, which conflicted with her usual self-style.
This wonderful reaction also made Eros feel a little dumbfounded.
But before he could think of how to respond, Astarte pushed him down in front of her.
Astarte had a faint sense of evil on his face, and looked down at Eros with a faint smile.
"So, do you know what I want to do most now?"
He raised his beautiful little feet, arched them slightly, and said in a commanding tone.
"Lick me! Respectfully, lick every inch clean for me!"
Eros looked strange and was speechless.
That's it? This is what you asked for!
It’s time to drive screws again, woo woo hoo.
(End of chapter)