Greece: Zeus made me the queen of heaven?

Chapter 595: Work on the Guidance of the God of Love
"Mother Goddess, I'm back."

Finally, Eros remembered what he had promised Aphrodite and returned to the palace of the goddess of love first.

It was definitely not because Hephaestus mentioned it that he wanted to give it a try.

Eros lifted the semi-transparent curtains. The layers of curtains and the moisture in the air made the palace of the god of love always maintain an indescribable haziness.

Eros called out to Aphrodite, but received no response.

But Hephaestus had just left, so Aphrodite must still be in her palace.

As for why there was no response, Eros understood after a moment's thought.

This was because he spent too much time with Demeter and Persephone and was a little unhappy.

After Aphrodite's transformation, although she became much more sincere and passionate, she was not as generous as she was at the beginning.

She learned to be jealous, to throw tantrums, to develop possessiveness and fear, and was no longer as indifferent to these things as she once was.

In the past, even if Eros died in Demeter's arms, Aphrodite would not have any psychological fluctuations.

But not now. Now she would even pretend not to hear to express her dissatisfaction.

Eros raised the corner of his mouth slightly. It was indeed as Hephaestus said, when Aphrodite was willing to change because of him, he had actually won.

Trying to love Eros in order to make Eros fall in love with her was in itself a violation of Aphrodite's usual code of conduct.

Passing through layers of gauze curtains, Eros took off his clothes as he walked and headed towards the large bathtub inside.

Although the style of this palace is very open and there are no doors, there are still many rooms.

But Eros knew which room Aphrodite would be in without even having to guess.

"Huh~ Mother Goddess, you like taking a bath so much every day, why not make a hot spring water bed for it."

Eros did not enter the pool and breathed a sigh of relief.

The light mist could not conceal the exquisite figure, and the long golden hair floated on the water. The haziness brought by the mist only intensified the yearning for this beautiful figure.

Aphrodite likes to take a bath. She takes a bath when she is in a good mood and also when she is in a bad mood.

All day long, if she didn't go out, she would basically soak in her big bathtub, and she had very little time to get dressed.

As for why Eros knew so much about it, it was because when he was with Aphrodite, he basically soaked in this pool every day.

The two of them had even done this before, and it was ridiculous how many times would it take to turn the bathtub white.

That was a huge project. The two of them were exhausted for a long time before they finally remembered that the bathtub used circulating water.

"Huh~ I thought you would take another ten days or half a month to come out. After all, the rice bowl tastes pretty good, right?"

Aphrodite's voice was so soft that even with a hint of sourness, it was still endearing.

"That's right. Rice bowls are indeed a rare delicacy in the world, especially when they are grown and nurtured by the God of Agriculture himself. They are almost the best in the world."

Eros expressed his feelings over the past few days without any reservations or any praise.

Even though Eros couldn't see clearly in the hazy fog, he could feel that the expression on Aphrodite's face was getting worse and worse.

However, Eros did not care, and did not follow the traditional approach of first criticizing and then praising. In the end, he praised and compared Aphrodite to make her happy.

Eros finished his praises in one breath, and then there was no further words.

"and then?"

Aphrodite sounded unhappy.

"What about the next compliment? Shouldn't you praise your true Mother Goddess?"

“No more.”

Eros had a wicked smile on his face, which made Aphrodite so angry that she stood up from the bath.

But he didn't turn around and leave in anger. Instead, he rushed over from the other side of the bathtub.

"You evil-minded child, now that you have a new mother goddess outside, do you not recognize the one at home?"

She pressed Eros into the bathtub viciously, just as she had crushed him countless times before.

"Praise me now! Come on!"

This expression of grievance was a bit coquettish, and if it was shown to other people, such as Hephaestus, he would probably be completely obsessed with her and willing to do anything for Aphrodite.

Unfortunately, Eros is not a bootlicker. He has to control Aphrodite, the goddess of love and beauty.

"What are you bragging about? Mother Goddess, are you trying to compare yourself with others?"

Eros pushed away the burden on his face so that he could speak.

Aphrodite blushed a little when Eros hit the nail on the head, which made Eros find it even more amusing.

You know, the Aphrodite in the past would not have such a competitive mindset.

Because Aphrodite has absolute confidence in her charm and never has a so-called sense of crisis.

If you don’t care about something, you naturally won’t have the desire to compare.

And now, after her own attempt, she, who loved Eros more than anything else, began to have these unnecessary emotions.

She would feel that this was her rival because of the similar attributes with Demeter.

"Mother Goddess, why do you have to do this? Didn't I remember what I promised you and came back as soon as possible?"

Eros said softly, soothingly but with a hint of mischief.

"It will be very difficult for me to deal with the Mother Goddess like this."

"I"

Aphrodite was pua'd by Eros's gossip. Originally, she had skills in this area that were no less than Eros's, but now she could hardly even think.

Because whenever she showed signs of thinking, Eros would disturb her through some small physical movements.

"Mother Goddess, do you love me?"

Eros suddenly asked.

"Of course I love you, you are my child, my only love, how could I not love you?"

Aphrodite answered without hesitation, hugging Eros with tenderness and attachment on her face, letting him lean against her.

"But if you love me, Mother Goddess, why are you angry with me?"

Gradually revealing his malicious fangs, Eros seduced her bit by bit.

"Mother Goddess, maybe you don't love me, but only love "the me who belongs only to you", right?"

Eros approached further, guiding Aphrodite's thoughts little by little.

His fingers got stuck in the bottleneck, making it impossible for Aphrodite to think about the problem calmly.

The bodies were so familiar to each other that there were no secrets at all in Eros' hands.

"I"

Aphrodite wanted to argue, but she didn't know how to refute.

Her burning body made it impossible for her to think about the problem calmly. Instead, she began to fall into the most basic desire.

She bit her lips lightly and began to shake her waist spontaneously, trying to go deeper.

And when she was in such a confused moment, Eros began to try to play with her heart.

"Mother Goddess, if you truly love me, then you should think what I think and love what I love, and you shouldn't be angry because of this."

"Because if you love someone, you give him everything you have."

Aphrodite muttered in a muffled voice.

"I'll give you everything. Of course I'll be happy to give it to you. You can have anything you want from me."

Aphrodite let Eros use this body and everything about her.

"No, I'm not just talking about the external material things, but also your heart."

At Aphrodite's heart, Eros poked downward, but was bounced back.

"Mother Goddess, give me your heart as well."

(End of this chapter)