Hera’s Modern Life

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I have n’t been drunk so drunk in my previous life and in this life. I ’ve seen how Aris played in private. This guy used to look like Aphrodite when he was on Mount Olympus. There is no other goddess who can look into the eyes. The usual hobby is killing except fighting. I didn't expect to evolve after getting to the world. Fortunately, he is the God of War, not a human being. Otherwise, according to this exciting gameplay, no matter how strong the human race is, it will be finished in less than three years. Anyway, when I finally got drunk and could n’t get a clear score, when he was lifted upstairs, he seemed to be in a mess with five or six women, screaming and moaning even the 80-year-old man could n’t stand it. .

Well, fortunately, I ’m not an 80-year-old man, I ’m an 8-million-year-old old lady, so except thinking with the last hint of reason, “Ah, this kid used to be so messed up, I used to pretend to be before me” nothing.

I grabbed the messy hair and got up from the bed. After getting drunk, the heroine in the general novel must find that there is a handsome man or president who has no bed clothes on the bridge section beside him. I was a little disappointed to find the slippers, wash my face and brush my teeth. Lou, unsurprisingly saw Ares sitting at the table in the restaurant below for breakfast. The overnight indulgence did not leave any traces of tiredness on his face. There is no way, people are the **** of war, physical strength can not be said, a few human women do not pay attention to it.

"Eat this early in the morning, your appetite is really good."

Unlike him, my body is still 100% pure human, and the hangover is not awake. When I saw the steak on his plate, I was disgusted. I walked away and took a few sips of the orange juice. I turned my head and saw a cigarette in the middle. Young man sitting on the sofa on the side, holding a lighter in his hand, a dementia.

"Who is this?" I asked.

"My agent." He answered with lack of interest, taking a big bite of steak.

I puffed out the juice in my mouth and was choked with coughing, and a small half of it flew to his face. He was not angry, and all the slow and clean napkins were wiped off, and I was white. I coughed and laughed because, no matter what I thought, Ares and the agent could not be linked. If I told him five hundred years ago, son, you will have a broker in the future. Even if I were his mother, he would definitely turn his face in public.

Perhaps it is rare to see Ares ’s “gentle” side. The “agent” was even more frightened. He kept holding a lighter and forgot to light a cigarette. Finally, he was burned to the finger and screamed out, his pain was straight Shake hands.

I nodded at the poor agent. I could n’t help but imagine that he was making up for me and Ares. But since Ares wants to play games on earth, I certainly do n’t want to block him. Anyway, he is really good to me.

"You talk slowly, I'll go over there."

Saying hello, I walked slowly to the study next door and sat for a while. The quarrel next door made me want to hear nothing. It's a quarrel, but it's just that Ares is roaring unilaterally. The agent's uncle has always been promised. It seems that they have a disagreement about the timing of the concert or the meeting. With a chill, I tried to imagine Ares singing on the stage and sitting in a circle of crazy fans, and finally gave up in failure. I saw a photo album of him on the table. I picked it up and turned it over. I was shocked to find that I had actually seen him and also saw his MV on TV. However, because he was too visual, and I was completely uninterested in this kind of noisy music, which caused Hera ’s memory to come back and did not notice that the guy who painted the eyeshadow was his own son.

Threw the photobook on the table, then remembered not to say hello to the family, and called back. Unexpectedly, the mother who answered the phone smiled ambiguously, and told me not to worry, to play slowly, and to go home whenever I want to go home. After hanging up the phone, I stared at the microphone, crying and laughing. It seems that my mother has really forgotten Dongzi, including her daughter who was about to marry him. She wholeheartedly looked forward to having a rich son-in-law of a big star.

"Really, how is it possible, that is my son." I mumbled, even in Olympus, the blood relationship is not a big problem, and **** is like eating cabbage, I can't accept my own. How about my son, Zeus is already my limit!

When I think of him, I can't help but sink a little, but I quickly shook my head and forced myself to stop thinking about him, but to think about what to do next. After a few laps on the sofa, I didn't think of one, two, three, four, but Ares ended the punishment of torturing his agent and came in wearing a shirt and jeans without buttons. He seemed to have just taken a shower, and the water droplets were still hanging on his hair and running down his neck.

Seeing me paralyzed on the sofa, he seemed relieved: "I thought you were gone."

"Go? Where else can I go?" I replied feebly. After the effectiveness of alcohol disappeared from the blood, the excitement of that kind of anesthesia suddenly disappeared, and the loss and sorrow that I wanted to evade were keeping up with me , Overwhelming.

Ares laughed and sat on the other side of the sofa, actually took out a cigarette and smoked: "Why not? We all know that Zeus said he would punish you, but he just wanted to see you bow your head. . As long as you go back to Olympus, admit an error to him, and say a few good words that he loves to listen to, he is sure to pretend that nothing has happened and continue to be a loving couple with you. "

"Shut up, don't think that when you see that I'm not a god, just talk indiscriminately, and be careful not to be polite to you." I shouted sharply.

He put his head on the sofa and spit out a long smoke towards the ceiling, with a sarcasm: "Yeah, you're welcome, when did you treat me again. You never like me, you love that useless Lame, He Bofei is going to marry Hercules, you hate the most, you are so angry, but finally forgive her and call her the most beloved daughter. What am I doing wrong, why do you even have a smile I'm too lazy to give it. Just because I can't compare with Athena and Apollo, can't I please Zeus? "

After turning over and sitting up, I looked at him for a long time, and suddenly reached out to rub his hair into a mess, and said angrily: "What are you doing, a big man? . It ’s not that I forget to look forward in the past. Well, it ’s because you are so careful that someone will make a white-skinned man in the game to kill you! "

He froze for a while, a very complicated expression flashed on his face, and finally he smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Okay, okay, it seems that humans really have a great influence on you. You all do n’t look like Hera Now. "

"You don't look like Ares at all." I said angrily, his body was crooked, he was grabbed and hugged, almost suffocated, "Hey, what are you doing, I still have to look for loss for a long time now. Maternal love? When you were young, you never showed that you need this kind of thing-well, if you hold it, can you change me back to what I used to be, now my body shape is so different, I am not at all comfortable! "

He buried his face in my hair and said mutely, "No matter what you look like, it's Hera, my mother. Promise me not to go back to Olympus, just stay with me Human. What good is going back, neither free nor happy. Here, I can give you everything you want. "

I laughed and slapped his arm. I think Ares is still my son even if it is one million years longer. He is such a big person. He can scare humans by pulling the chariot and rushing out. Several gods dare to provoke him. What's the matter with holding my hand coquettishly?

"OK, I promise you, don't go back." I said.

He jumped up suddenly and smiled rarely: "Swear at Styx."

I gave him a slap: "Go away! Come and order me! Don't have to measure in!"

After a simple grooming, she changed her clothes. Ares said that she would take me out to continue playing. I asked strangely what the concert would do. He just said lightly that he wanted to do what he wanted, no one could control. I can't help but extend my deepest sympathy to the poor agent. Ares's willfulness is unmatched.

"What do you want to do, go sailing on a yacht? Go gamble in Las Vegas? Or go skiing in the snowy mountains, or go diving in the sea?" Stopped in front of a hotel that was expensive at first glance, we got out of the car and he was happy. Said while walking. In fact, I don't think these things are irritating at all. As a god, it's hard to go to heaven. But when I was so happy to see him, it was hard for me to say anything. Quan Dang should play with him. But I find it very strange that even the son with bad relationship knew that Zeus and I had fallen out, and came quickly to comfort the company, fearing that I could not think about it (although I felt that he felt that he finally found an entry point to talk to me and there were people with him Play) Why did the son who has a good relationship disappear?

"Why didn't he see Hephaestus, why didn't he come to me? And Discordia, she at least didn't marry me and fell out with me."

Ares did n’t look back and replied impatiently: “How do I know what the guy on Mount Olympus is doing, I never care.”

"but--"

I'm worried that Hephistos, a straight-headed fool, will face Zeus and talk to me for this matter. What if I get out of luck? Zeus never recognized his six relatives when he was angry, let alone Hephaestus, the son he didn't like. If it weren't for Hephaestus had a superb casting stunt, I don't think he would even allow Hephaestus to stay in Olympus.

"Don't, but can you just think about it a little bit and just enjoy it? Hmm?" Ares was grumpy and started to get angry. "Hephaestus, Hephaestus, Hephaestus He is not a newly born baby, and the sledgehammer in his hand is not a vegetarian. Zeus ca n’t bear to treat him and worry about it. Maybe something is delaying him from leaving for the time being. You know, Olin Pease's time is different from the world. "

"Well, that's also true."

I didn't want the mother-child relationship that was finally repaired to be broken again. I barely smiled, not mentioning the name of Hephaestus, but secretly determined that if I have time, I must find a way to get his message.

Ares dragged me to the door, dragging me into the door. I followed helplessly, almost bumping into a person who came out on the face.

"Sorry."

The other party immediately apologized. I was about to agree to walk away, but the steps under my feet could not move at all. Because that face is very familiar, very familiar.

He Jingdong, why is he here, still wearing a formal suit? I saw that the tie he was wearing was the one I gave, and I suddenly remembered what he told me that my unit would have a party at this hotel.

"Sorry?"

He looked at me suspiciously, his eyes clear, like he was looking at a stranger. There was a bitter bitterness in my mouth, yeah, I was already a stranger when writing to him.

"Go, what are you doing standing silly."

It is estimated that Ares did not know him, so he just urged impatiently. I sighed and walked forward slowly.

However, after taking a step, He Jingdong grabbed my arm and frowned.

"I'm sorry, maybe I took the liberty, but where have we met?"

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I have been brushing the background from 10:20.

I'm going crazy! !

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