The little milk dragon is pampered and teased by the crazy boss

"I will be optimistic about him, Agamemnon, this should not be your concern."

"You should pray that tomorrow's war victory scales better be tilted in favor of the Greeks, otherwise just stabilizing the army's mind will be enough for you to have a headache and not sleep."

Axte was unmoved, and anything the gods did did not need to be explained to others.

Since he could stand on the side of the Greeks, he could also follow the sun god Apollo to the camp of the Trojans.

"Lord Axte, what do you mean by that?" Agamemnon continued to ask something, but Axte turned and left.

The will of the King of the Gods shall not be disobeyed.

The victory in the war was all at the whim of Zeus.

"We are invincible." Achilles was always so confident, his eyes shining with fiery light, even if the gods did not participate in the war, he was convinced that he could win.

He has extraordinary strength, he is invincible and invincible.

Except for the heel (heel), that Achilles heel.

"The city of Troy will eventually be destroyed in prophecy, because the foolish Paris plunged his city kingdom into destruction for the sake of a woman."

Achilles patted Agamemnon on the back, the leader of the coalition who was always frowning, like the crumpled bark of an old tree, too worried.

When Axte returned to the tent, the boy was already asleep.

The delicate and tender strap is held in the palm of your hand.

The long, thick eyelashes resemble butterflies.

A shadow falls on the lower eyelid.

He was so exhausted.

The body was already weak, and he fled for so long under the pursuit of soldiers.

Leaning on the soft pillow, I fell asleep in the next second.

Even the man's approach was unnoticed.

"Tiluo, falling asleep like this is not good for your health."

Axter couldn't help but reach out and pinch the tip of the boy's small nose, his personality was cold and not so bad.

I don't know why, as soon as I saw the bad factor of the teenager, I couldn't control it.

Looking at his clean and clear amber eyes, they were flushed with red mist, and the end of his eyes was crimson with tear tracks.

Listen to him call him Lord God softly and sweetly.

The boy's eyelashes moved slightly, and he was about to wake up.

But in the next second, he opened his soft and tender lips slightly.

Micro breathed in another way.

No more breathing through the nose.

Still sleeping soundly.

Axter didn't feel a little funny, and simply stopped teasing him and picked the person up from the bed directly.

The tub is steaming with heat, sprinkled with sweet petals.

Axter holds the boy who is still sleeping.

Got into the water.

Perhaps the warmth of the water is too comfortable.

The boy wrapped his arms around his neck.

Snorted softly.

The whole body relaxed.

Completely clinging to him.

The comfortable water temperature washed away the fatigue of his body, making him unable to open his eyes and allowing the man to wash his body with hot water.

"Tiluo, the cute way you sleep is really unbearable."

Axter couldn't help but bow his head.

The soft chun almost sweetened my heart.

It's like a dream falling into a cloud.

Fluttering.

"God-sama."

Tilo did not open his eyes.

Leaning against his chest.

Muttered softly.

In his sleep, he could also feel that the man was by his side.

Inexplicably reassuring.

Axter's fingertips caressed the boy's smooth white and tender face, and the touch under his fingertips made people nostalgic and addicted, and they didn't want to let go.

The boy was mixed with a little cool fingertips.

His face itched

, and he turned his face sideways to avoid his touch, and continued to sleep.