Curved thorn patterns were carved into the gorgeous white marble chair, and a young man was sitting on it. His blue eyes swept around aimlessly, which made the girls next to him extremely surprised. He held up the stone table

The wine glass was served and I took a sip.

Turning his attention to the field again, the beautiful golden cat, under the gaze of everyone, licked his paws and shook his golden hair, looking cute and charming.

——My little girl, she’s so cute. Didn’t you see the blood on her claws? She eats people, she eats people.

Yu Fang screamed a thousand times in his heart and rolled helplessly to the side of the stone room and scratched the wall.

"Don't worry, nothing will happen."

He was tapped on the shoulder by someone from behind. The sound was thin, weak and sweet, but it could not sweep away the panic in Yu Fang's heart.

Yu Fang turned his head and looked at the little boy in front of him who was in tatters and had a dirty face. He smiled brightly, and Yu Fang secretly rolled his eyes n times.

Damn it, of course you don’t have to be afraid, you’re the guy with the protagonist’s aura, you can’t die no matter if you’re killed openly, assassinated, poisoned or tortured, of course you can say that.”

Yu Fang tilted his head to the side feebly, yes, it's time for story interpretation again.

By the way, even though Yu Fang tried hard in every possible way last time, he still couldn't change the ending of male attack's tragic death, so this time, he was disappointed, why?

Looking at the stone cage he was in, in the Colosseum outside the cage, there stood a lion that had been hungry for several days.

Hahaha... It doesn't matter whether you have seen the Roman world or not. What is important is that he happened to come here. His current identity is a captured Jew. To put it bluntly, he is a cheating slave.

And the idiot who just tapped him on the shoulder and told him not to worry is the protagonist this time, the fifteen-year-old Os.

"Boy, it's your turn." Oss was pushed by the guarding soldier, and it was about to be his turn.

"Aos, I have always regarded you as my best friend. You must never forget me." Yu Fang rushed up to him and took his arm, looking silent and reluctant to leave with tears in his eyes.

"Don't worry, I will never forget you. We will always be best friends." He turned around and smiled sweetly at Yu Fang.

——Ah! Such a bright sunshine, can you please stop being like this, Holy Mother, his cat eyes!

Os's character setting is defined as cheerful and helpful. He doesn't remember when others treat him badly. If others treat him better, he thinks that the other person is a super good person, so he has been tricked by those minor supporting characters countless times.

Didn't notice it.

"Humph, what's there to say? Wait a minute and you will come to the same place with him. Let's talk slowly then." The big guard glanced at Yu Fang disdainfully, with a ferocious smile hanging on his pig head.

Extremely obscene.

Damn, what do you mean? Do you think Os will be eaten by a lion? Come on, he is the protagonist, and that halo is very big.

First, he would go out, then say something in animal language to the fierce lion, and finally give him a loving hug, and the lion would lie down obediently and let him pet and ride it. Do you believe it?

Don't believe it.

If you don’t believe it, he does, so now he wants to establish a good relationship with Os. Why should he change from this cheating passerby to a supporting role or something, so that the plot can be changed...

half an hour later

Everyone in the audience was stunned. The thin boy in the Colosseum subdued an adult lion without any force and sat on its back so easily.

The boy sat on the lion and just walked around the arena, looking as high-spirited as a general returning in triumph. Some spectators couldn't help but throw flowers into the arena.

Yu Fang was half lying in the stone room, biting a straw and looking proudly at the pig-headed guard whose chin couldn't be retracted. Did you see the pig-headed guard? Everyone said that the aura of the protagonist was very powerful.

"Who is he?" In the distant auditorium, the noble man with a sapphire ring swung the wine in his glass and asked meaningfully.

"Back to Your Majesty, that Jewish boy was just kidnapped from a small village. His name seems to be Os." The guard with a sword next to him answered.

"Oh! Os? It's interesting." His sapphire blue pupils were filled with confusion.

Flowers were flying all over the sky, and butterflies were coming from them. Yu Fang looked at the flowers that were constantly being thrown down from around the Colosseum, regardless of why the nobles were so enthusiastic about calling for a slave.

It's those Huahua, he has to admire the original work, I bet you have sex a lot, Huahua doesn't cost anything, right?

"Warrior, in view of your victory in the Colosseum, on behalf of my king, I grant you a wreath of thorns."

A thin and fit old man in white came in from outside the venue. He gently brought a wreath to Aos. Aos nodded and said thank you sweetly. Oops! That’s what the old man in his fifties was doing.

I'm so excited that the protagonist is always charming.

Yu Fang really wanted to put on a pair of sunglasses, so as not to be exposed to the protagonist's light at every turn, which would damage his eyesight!

"Warrior, according to the rules, you can get a wish. What do you want? The old man smiled kindly. Ost touched the silent lion beside him, and finally he said with a lively smile.

"I hope there won't be another game like this. I don't want anyone to bleed anymore."

Oops! This is indeed the Holy Mother, can I kneel down for you? Yu Fang covered his eyes and hid in the corner, thinking to himself.

The whole audience was mute, and the old man looked at Os with embarrassment: "Warrior, you are a child with a pure soul, but this joke is not good. You can tell another one."

Ao Si lowered his head in confusion, tears streaming down his face as if there was no water bill.

"I know...I know this is impossible, but...I, I..." he breathed out, the old man tilted his head sympathetically, and coaxed, "Do you have any other wishes?"

——Holy shit, you know how to cry, can you please stop crying! Look here! Yu Fang kept waving his arms in front of the stone prison door.

"Hey! My good friend, Os, Os..."

"What do you want to do, kid? Sit down quickly, or I'll make you look good." The pig-headed guard raised his silk reel and hit Yu Fang.

Damn your sister, you hurt me so much, you damn pig head, if you hit me again, be careful I'll blow your asshole.

"Oss, Oss..." Yu Fang shouted in support despite the pain, "You keep shouting, you keep shouting..." The strings fell like rain. Damn it, are you deaf or deaf?

Deaf, but on purpose.

The sweat on the top of his head was stained with blood, and Yu Fang's vision had begun to blur; hell, would he be beaten to death like this? He hadn't revised his book yet, would he be even more cheating than this time?

"Eh? Yu Fang!" A certain guy finally heard someone calling him, and ran toward the stone room with a panic look on his face.

"Don't hit him, don't hit him again, I want him, I want him."

"Receive the goods, can you be a little slower? I'm going to die." Yu Fang fell into Ao Si's arms in shock, and then he didn't know anything else.

When he woke up, he found that he was sleeping on a luxurious slate bed. Ouch! It was so hard! The society was backward and couldn't help it. In this era, such a slate bed was already super luxurious. Only nobles could afford to sleep on it.

~~It’s really a lie.

There was a person lying beside the bed. Yu Fang squinted his eyes lightly, and it turned out that he was really a little sufferer! Now he had washed away the dirt on his body and put on a long white coat with one arm fixed on it.

With her long eyelashes, thin and straight nose, and fair and tender skin, Yu Fang couldn't help but sigh; indeed, she was born to be suppressed, no wonder Xiao Gong would stay out of the palace for you.

Speaking of Xiao Gong, in the original work, he seems to be an imperial Gong. Then he fell in love with Xiao Shou in the Colosseum, took him into the palace without saying a word, and then started a life of turning over chrysanthemums every night.

"His Majesty Flavius ​​has arrived..."

—— Oops! Just say Cao Cao and Cao Cao will be here.

A sharp sound echoed in the corridor. It was half male and half female. Yu Fang knew that it was the eunuch next to the protagonist. In the original work, he helped the queen suffer thousands of times. When he finally found out, he was such a tragic character who was torn apart by a car.

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"Your Majesty, your Majesty is here?" Xiao Shou's sense of attack was really strong. He was sleeping like a pig just now, but now he suddenly woke up. He hurriedly arranged his clothes to make him look better.

Gong came to the room soon, and Ao Si knelt on the ground to greet him respectfully. Yu Fang quickly closed his eyes and pretended to still be sleeping.

"Aos kneels down to see Your Majesty." Xiao Shou knelt down tenderly, and Yu Fang secretly opened a small slit and looked through it.

——Oh! This attacker is pretty good-looking, with pure golden curly hair, deep sea-blue eyes, and a well-built figure, which are perfectly proportioned.

Damn it! Do novels have to make the main character look so heavenly, and then ask him, who plays a supporting role, how to live?

Yu Fang has never looked in the mirror since he came to this world, so he has no idea that he now looks like a celestial being.

Flavius ​​looked at Os's figure with coveting eyes, from the exposed neck slowly to the waist that could be circled with a handful, and then to the small buttocks with distinct convexities and concavities because of the close-fitting clothes.

"Get up."

He stretched out his hands to pull up the kneeling Os, and for some reason, something happened on the ground. The little Os got unsteady and fell into Se Gong's arms. Flavius ​​conveniently put his hand on Os.

On that buttocks.

Ou~~~ Can you not be so blatant? There is another one under the age of 18 here, yes, that’s right. Last time Yu Fang’s identity was a 25-year-old middle-aged man, this time he is

Got a sixteen year old slave baby.

Yu Fang wanted to close his eyes so that he wouldn't be disturbed, but he was very curious, so in the end he chose to just watch.

"What kind of spices are you using?"

Se Gong sniffed Ao Si's neck, and Ao Si's face instantly turned red, and he stammered in reply.

"Back, back to your Majesty, the little one didn't use any spices. The little one was born with a scent that was carried in the womb."

Yu Fang swallowed a handful of blood in his throat and almost died; holy shit, could the character setting be stronger? The author of the original work thought he was poor! He was still Princess Xiangxiang!

"It smells very good, I like it very much." Flavius ​​slowly started to smell from the neck to other places, first the hair, then the nose, eyes, and mouth.

Hey! That's enough for you. Don't you just want to stage a live erotic show here for him? He is very pure and he doesn't watch anything forbidden.

"Your Majesty, I'm so itchy." Ao Si turned his head slightly. In the eyes of everyone, this action was a living form of teasing, okay?

Yu Fang secretly discarded all the previous thoughts that Xiao Shou was a Holy Mother. What kind of Holy Mother was this one? It was clearly a Toy Shou. In the end, others scolded him for being confused. He even cried pitifully and said that he didn't have one. What's the truth?
Chapter completed!