mean!

You actually use such despicable means to intimidate a good family man?

He glared hard at the God of Love's pair of murderous weapons that were about to be squeezed out. Considering that the letter of introduction from the ancient Poseidon was crucial and related to the success rate of getting the goddess of magic to help, William had to bite his lips in pain, his face filled with grief and anger.

The earth promised Cupid's huge... bah! I mean mean! mean threat!

"very good!"

Seeing that William had succumbed to his lustful power and successfully regained some status, the God of Love was overjoyed, and immediately returned to his smiling appearance, and then he said:

"Remember to arrive early on the day of the wedding! There is no need to prepare an extra dress. I will let Ambrose arrange you as the best man. Then you can just wear the best man's clothes... Oh, that's right."

When she said this, she seemed to remember something, and added a request with a smile:

“Remember to be nice when dancing, be as sincere as possible in your invitation, be more admiring in your eyes, and be gentle in your movements…

Don't blame me for asking too much! Maybe I will ask Ambrose to write a few more letters of introduction, and the wording in them may be slightly different..."

The slender and white thumb and index finger pinched slightly, and after making a standard gesture of "billion dots", the figure of the God of Love gradually faded and disappeared, leaving only a proud word echoing around.

"As for which of the letters of introduction you can get in the end...it depends on how satisfied you are with your performance. If your performance is good enough, even if you are sent directly to the goddess of magic,

It’s not impossible!”

"..."

Alas... people do grow, even gods do the same.

After the God of Love completely disappeared, William couldn't help but clicked his tongue after comparing the differences between the two Gods of Love now and in the future.

The God of Love in front of me spent so much effort in exchange for a mere dance, but the God of Love in the future was much easier. She took advantage of him even when he had never even seen her face.

It’s over… maybe this is the trouble of beautiful men!

[The God of Love has invited you to trade]

[You have obtained the special item "Letter of Introduction from the Ancient Poseidon"]

[As a price, you lost the steadfast heart of a good family man]

…

"Why did it take so long to come back?"

Seeing the God of Love next to him opening his eyes again, the ancient Poseidon asked with some suspicion:

"Also, did you really tell him that Cecilina would come to the wedding banquet?"

The God of Love blinked when he heard this, and said with a solemn expression:

"I told you, I definitely told you! Don't you still believe me?"

"..."

Just because it's you I can't believe it...

Seeing the corners of Cupid's mouth raised proudly, the ancient Poseidon blinked speechlessly, regretting why he didn't go over in person to inform him just now.

"Don't take this opportunity to retaliate against him!"

The ancient sea god dissuaded with some worry:

"Judging from his behavior just now, it seems that meeting the goddess of magic is very important to him, but he was too embarrassed to continue urging me, so he didn't say it out loud.

And I specifically asked Cecilina after he left, just because I didn’t want him and Lord Death to continue to worry about this matter. If you still want to tease him, you can make trouble on other matters, but in the end

It’s better not to do this…”

"Oh Ambrose! I really love how little you look when you think about others!"

He reached out to wrap his arms around the waist of the ancient Poseidon, and after taking a sip of fragrance on her worried face, the God of Love stretched out the tip of her pink and tender tongue, and gently scraped a circle on her red lips like a female gangster.

Son, then he smiled at the ancient Poseidon Silver who wiped his lips in shame:

"I will leave you a mark this time as punishment for doubting my character! If there is another time, it will be shameful for you to be marked by me!"

"You really... need to be dealt with again!"

After wiping hard twice, he found that the God of Love seemed to have used some means to prevent the lip marks on his face from getting rid of it. The annoyed ancient Poseidon couldn't help but pounce on him and push his overly energetic best friend down.

He walked to the bedside, grabbed the wrists of both hands and pulled them upwards to press them tightly, and then started to tickle her vigorously.

"Wrong, right? Wrong, right?"

"Ahahaha! Ahahahaha! I...I..."

"Speak quickly! Are you wrong?"

"Ah ha ha ha! The gentlest and most beautiful Lord Poseidon! Please spare me, ha ha!"

…

After a fight that cannot be described in detail, it was the God of Love who was defeated first, laughing and begging for mercy with tears in his eyes. His only achievement was to tangle the collar of the ancient Poseidon, but he was left exhausted and plump.

Her mature and beautiful body was slumped beside the bed as if it were boneless, trembling slightly from time to time, and she was so itchy that she no longer had the strength to sit up.

"Woo!"

After barely breathing, the defeated God of Love raised his hands to his eyes, rubbed them, and then said with a plaintive look on his face:

"Our respected Lord Poseidon is so gentle to everyone, why is he so cruel to me?"

"Deserve it!"

The ancient Poseidon who won a great victory raised his head and said with a smile:

"It's not your own fault! If you hadn't always... oops!"

After adjusting his torn collar, he looked at the series of lip prints just beneath his collarbone... near his heart. The ancient Poseidon who had just finished venting his anger was suddenly ashamed and angry, and faced him again.

The god of love pounced.

"Hurry up! Erase this thing! How embarrassing it is to be seen!"

"Hmm... wipe it off now!"

After responding lazily, the God of Love with his hair and sideburns lazily arched his body, took a hard sip of the lip print on the ancient Poseidon's face, and retracted the mark he left.

"alright."

"That's not good!"

He lowered his head and glanced at his collar. After seeing other marks on his body that were still as bright red as ever, the ancient Poseidon suddenly became a little anxious. He grabbed the God of Love by the neck and shook it vigorously.

"In addition to the ones on the face, there are other places too! Why didn't you get rid of these?"

"Ah...it's okay, it's okay, there's no rush."

After lazily raising his eyelids, the God of Love said with half-open and half-closed eyes:

"I'm exhausted from being tickled by you. I'll help you do it when I have the strength!"

"but……"

"Oh, it's okay, it's okay."

After rubbing his arm with the ancient Poseidon, the God of Love weakly rolled his eyes and said:

"I didn't kiss your neck. Those marks are covered by clothes. Who can see them except me? It doesn't matter even if I keep them first!"

There was really nothing he could do about his best friend's lazy look, so the ancient Poseidon had no choice but to say:

"Then when will you help me do it?"

"Just do it after you've rested!"

"Then when can you rest?"

"Well...what do you think...wait two months first?"

"You! The wedding banquet is less than ten days away! If Wayne sees this..."

"Then tell him that I sucked it! If you are not convinced, let him come to me!"

After giving a rather domineering response, the God of Love smiled and said:

"Don't forget, I am the God of love and marriage. If you two dare to offend me, then don't blame me for not bless you! Hmm... Is it a bit symmetrical because there is only a mark on the left side? Do you want me to help you?

Print a few more to the right?"

"You...you are hopeless!"

It was true that the best friend who had been playing rogue was so angry that the ancient Poseidon immediately rushed forward with a red face, and the war that had just stopped started again.

The God of Love, who begged for mercy again and again, did not give up. She kept raising her head slightly when fighting back, as if she really wanted to add a few more marks to the ancient Poseidon, but she was suppressed in advance by her who was well prepared, and she was not able to succeed this time...

…

Hmm... Since I can't kiss him, let's leave it like that. Anyway, these marks should be enough.

After glancing at the collar of the ancient Poseidon that was torn open again, the God of Love, who was laughing with tears in his eyes, frowned secretly, recalling the cold and hot weirdness of the scumbag Poseidon when the goddesses were laughing in the palace.

eyes.

Ambrose's fiancé was actually very good at hiding it. If he hadn't been staring at William and noticed that he seemed to be paying special attention to Wayne, and therefore followed him with a curious glance, he might not have been able to detect that flash of light.

The passing gaze.

Doubt, jealousy, desire, hesitation, indifference...

The eyes Wayne cast on Ambrose contained all kinds of rich and intense emotions, and were filled with some kind of possessiveness from the heart, but... there was no love.

When he thought of this, the God of Love, who was about to give up, raised his head and placed a heavy kiss on the ancient Poseidon's collarbone, leaving once again a bright red lip mark with a priestly vocation.

Although Wayne is only a tenth-level sea tribesman, not even a true god, and the possibility of harming Ambrose is almost zero, but after all, there is no big mistake in being careful.
Chapter completed!