It was as if the ship had re-anchored in the harbor, enjoying the gentle water, back and forth, while the sails that had been puffed up were lowered tiredly and happily, and the five bodies fell to the ground on the deck full of the smell of the sea, and the sound of conch blows came from the beach in the distance.

To be honest, Anna herself didn't expect that her first time, and the first time it would be Gawain's, would go so smoothly, she was a little tired with her hands on her sweaty forehead, the hair in front of her was completely scattered, covering her slightly open lips and teeth, Gawain was still holding her back, twisting her braids, and Ovid's manuscript pages were already scattered all over the bed.

"Is it better to be a brown girl like a female fox, or a Varyag woman like a cow? No, it's not as soul-crushing as this one, but Anna is still a little virgin, but is it really the role of a foal, I have never had the feeling of sharing a deer with Anna before! Gao Wen, whose mind entered the sage mode, calmed down, holding Anna's hair braid with some surprise and some panic, feeling her undulating sweet breathing, and guilt kept churning, "Isn't it true that I think like this-"

Then, the base of his thigh felt a mosquito-like tingling, and it was Anna's ankle rubbing there, and his hand was held and pressed against the other party's soft lower abdomen, "as if it had been stamped by a seal, and it felt like it had left a deep, deep imprint." The other muttered, and the wind and rain outside seemed to be getting louder and louder.

Then, Anna turned over, her eyes shining with water, like brown and quiet water, refracting the light of the sun, staring at Gawain's blue eyes, and touching some subtle forehead lines with her fingers, "This will give birth to a child soon, right?" ”

"It's not that easy." Gawain smiled a little wryly.

"It doesn't matter. I've been charged with a spear, I'm a woman, and I'm a mature man who can take care of the affairs of the world. Like all noble ladies, she can take care of the family and raise her children under the blessing of Our Lady. To enjoy the glory of being with men, but also to risk all kinds of dangers and pains. Anna looked up at the slightly swaying drapery like a proud victor, and without waiting for Gawain to ask, she stretched out her arms, slouched long, and then held up a manuscript and read it aloud in fluent Greek, "followed by an intoxicating moan." Sweet whining and hasty whispers of love, but don't let your sailboat speed up and leave her behind, but don't let her sail overtake you, and keep everything in sync, until the two of you are defeated together, and lie down on the couch without strength, that's true bliss—the same as the journey just now. Big brute. ”

Gao Wen faintly felt that what was going to be said by this Nizi below. He hurriedly laughed as if to hide it, but Anna quickly rolled over to his chest, grabbed his nose, and smiled evilly, "You are such a skilled old captain who can cross the seas just by looking at the stars in the night sky." It is simply the embodiment of Ogagones (a famous seaman of the Byzantine Macedonian dynasty who once crossed the sea to Baghdad), and I was just like a sail that you manipulated at will, and the rhythm was so good, that Goldchild reminded me of the pain and anxiety to prepare for and bear. It's all been resolved by your 'clever hands'. ”

"That's what the foals do, maybe that's it?" Gawain quibbled.

Then he saw Anna's eyes staring at him, as if with a ball of fireworks, and the following words that he would never forget for the rest of his life, "Pony? There are no foals. ”

Gawain's mouth opened wide, "Didn't you say that my knife and fork were smeared with the Persian secret pony?" ”

"How can there be such a secret medicine? Big man, I'm just smearing some of the most ordinary stomach-dispersing medicines on it, and if you take it on a full stomach normally, you may feel a slight tingling and bloating sensation. Anna closed her eyes and lay on Gawain's chest, her head was the way.

At this moment, Gawain's head was big, and he stared, but he saw Anna constantly laughing, "There are no foals, no Persian secret medicine." That is to say, your sweetness, your affection, and your madness are in fact nothing more than a natural outburst of your coveting of Anna for a long time, and I will give you the illusion of the effect of the drug, a mirror that reflects your own appearance and character, and you roar and spear at you—admit it, you are the kind of person, Gawain. You are so brave on the battlefield, why are you not as honest as my standard Orthodox Christian? ”

Gawain was completely stunned, yes, he was really a beast with abnormal desires in his heart, which slowly awakened after seeing Anna, but he didn't want to admit it positively.

In the exclamation, Anna's hands were pressed by him and pressed under him, with the gasp of a beast, but soon the faint fear in Anna's eyes flashed, and then she was like a fawn, with bright brown eyes, "Pierce your riding spear back in, shoot the arrows of Eros, what are you afraid of?" Forget what a foal, because Anna is your wife, is there anything worth your fear and hesitation in this act of being blessed by the Lord? At this moment, this mansion, the wind and rain outside, the churning Cyprus Sea, and me on the couch, are all yours."

The next day, the whole manor, with the surrounding fields and rivers, was still stormy, and the fallen petals were scattered in the soil, and they were soon beaten to pieces by the violent raindrops, and the small trees were also swaying, which was really a rare timely autumn rain in Cilicia, when the cooks and servants stood in line in front of the porch leading to the second-story stone staircase, and were politely stopped by Staulachos, "You know, the princess in purple and the Grand Duke are on it, studying the ancient texts, I'll pay you the reward right away, but they don't want to be disturbed. ”

Lepanto in the Strait of Otranto, where the rain was also so heavy that the seaworthy weather was completely gone, and the whole sea was mixed with lightning and thunderbolts, and the crew and oarsmen shouted and dragged the ship with a rope to the sheltered wooden tower and the dock, and the passengers on it screamed and ran out of the treads on the deck.

A blonde Varyag beauty with a dark cloak and an amber cross around her neck stood under the umbrella of her servant, her feet covered with the rain of water on the stone slabs, and under the walls of the coastal defenses, several writing crew members were surrounded by a group of Norman women who had been delayed in their voyage, and they wept and scolded the crew to write under the shed, and to give it or try to give it to their husband, who had "gone on a pilgrimage without a trace": if we did not bring the money after a year, or if we came back in person, we would not hesitate to remarry.

"Put all the letters into my hands, and I am more likely to help your letters reach your husbands than the crew, for my men are also in the pilgrimage, and they should all be in Heraclia and Cilicia by now." The blue-eyed beauty waved her hand enthusiastically and sympathetically and shouted to the group of women. (To be continued.) )